My Blood Legacy: Reincarnated as a Vampire

Sitting on her throne, an empress attended to her duties managing her realm while a demon knelt before her, trembling in fear as she sorted through papers upon papers, all related to the Demon Kingdom.

"My Lady, please, see a healer! This wound cannot be seen by others!" The demon in a suit pleaded as the Empress's gaze met his.

"Quiet, you've already vexed me by stealing one of Agares's collection items; I did not give you the right to speak," she said, her cold stare capable of killing the demon with just a glance.

"But Lady Lilith! Your horn!" He exclaimed, but after defying Lilith's order, he exploded.

"Dantelion, clean that up," she ordered, and a woman appeared, looking like a typical demonic maid; in the blink of an eye, the explosion from the corpse seemed as if it had never happened.

"Duke Agares," she said, and a male demon appeared by her side. "How may I assist, Empress?"

"As communicative as ever... Bring that to me," she ordered, and Agares disappeared and quickly reappeared with a small red box adorned with golden carvings.

"My Empress... if I may ask... Why is your horn broken?" He calmly commented with a smile; unlike the previous demon, he showed respect and friendliness toward the Empress, as she was, in a way, his mother, reflecting in most demons from the six floors.

"I bumped into a child, nothing more," she commented as she opened the box and retrieved something... a bottle of blood.

She uncorked it and took a sip of the blood, and her horn grew back, appearing as if it had never been removed.

'I hope it's worth sacrificing this,' she thought, returning to her throne. She needed to govern the demon world.

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100th Floor, Lilith's Dungeon.

While Nagasawa slept, Dante's body began to undergo slight mutations; his body was robust, his eyes burning; it felt as if all his bones were being broken and recreated.

He had received the blood of a divine being and a demon. This was complete madness from any standpoint; the preserved body of Eva was being absorbed by Cain's bloodline; up to a certain point in history, if Cain referred to Abel's brother, something was completely wrong. How did a Demon Become a Vampire Progenitor?

No, it's even worse. How does Eva's blood still exist? How many years has this dungeon existed? No, the biggest question of all is Lilith; how did Lilith come here, being banished from the mortal world? Dante had his basic sources of information coming from the other world, and much of it was just his speculation, but he knew something was off.

First, it was the beings from Arthurian myths, and now beings from the sacred Bible; Dante was confused by the unfolding of these strange experiences.

Now, however, he was suffering, yet still completely sane and thinking about all these strange incidents; his own existence was being tested; he was a strange being, a Vampire with characteristics of a hero; not only that, he was an Original Noble Vampire, a vampire of the third bloodline generation, meaning there were only two people before him in his lineage.

Dante is a mismatch, and despite everything, he is extremely weak. Just thinking about it was eating him up; how could he be weak? No, it's not weakness; it's an excess of power. His body isn't accustomed to raw power of this magnitude; he has so many different powers that he can't even focus on any specific one.

He has everything, but he's an expert in nothing.

Dante's body was regenerating, his thoughts were interrupted when he felt his hands changing slightly.

Again, another surge of energy rose within his body.

He absorbed Eva's body, and with the characteristic of humans being adaptation, his body changed again; the human progenitor Eva had already died, but his blood, despite being old, was still potent.

Dante began to rise, and a burst of power occurred. "HAHAHAHAHA" He laughed, awakening Nagasawa, who saw a completely strange scene.

Dante was levitating, with four demonic wings on his back, different from before; now they were complete. However, Durandal had not undergone any mutations.

The sudden change made Nagasawa wonder if that was really Dante; his aura had changed, and instinctively she saw him with his eyes closed as if he were going through something; he trembled and then looked at Nagasawa, who was taken aback, caught off guard. He closed his wings and appeared in front of her.

"Hey, it's time for you to make a decision," he said with a mischievous smile, then he pulled her closer, placing her head against his chest.

"Do you want to find out what you feel, or do you want to feel something?" He whispered, and Nagasawa blushed slightly but did not answer; then Dante moved closer to her ear and gently nibbled on it.

"Amn <3" She moaned softly as her hair was caressed, feeling completely disinclined to move from that position.

Dante continued to tease her; then he lightly took her finger and put it in Nagasawa's mouth, who was trying to hold back from moaning but suddenly stopped.

"eh?" She was startled by the sudden stop, but when she looked at Dante, she saw an extremely mischievous smile.

"The renowned professor was enjoying being teased?" Dante said, and Nagasawa blushed slightly as she hid her face in Dante's chest.

"It's a shame a certain someone is miles above; otherwise, I could tease my lovely professor more," Dante said and took Durandal.

"Sometimes, we can resolve simple things with just a simple decision; unfortunately, you still want to think about me," he commented and began summoning his black fire into the Demonic Durandal.

"I'm a patient man, but you know... I'm dying to have you for myself forever," Dante said, and Nagasawa trembled slightly... 'What happened to him? What was this sudden change?'

"Well, let's get out of here. My wives are looking for me," Dante said and with a upward stroke

A circular tunnel up to the sky was seen, without earthquakes or anything, as if the matter had been cut.

"Hmm Durandal, have you finally awakened, haven't you? Or rather, Demonic Durandal... I don't know, I'm bad with names; I'll just keep calling you Durandal; you'll be purified anyway,"

KYA!!!

She screamed in surprise when she realized she was already in Dante's arms like a princess, and abruptly he lifted off, flying through the hole he made.

It took only a few seconds before he began to sense the presence of numerous witches. Over a hundred witches were breaking the strange crystals, but they all abruptly stopped, startled by his wings.

Dante looked around and finally saw two women... Well, two possessed demons who didn't let him breathe.

In half a second, a red bolt and a black bolt struck them, throwing all four somewhere else.

Dante opened his eyes and witnessed a very peculiar scene.

Three beautiful women gazing deeply into his eyes.

"I'm back," he said with a smile and received light punches on his chest. "Haha, it seems my ladies missed their husband," Dante said, laughing, as he began to rise while the three made room for him.

"It's good that you have a good explanation, woman, I've been stuck for almost five months," Dante said, looking at Morgana, who turned away and said, "My mother didn't want to help me properly, and I didn't have time, the ring said you were alive," she said.

"And you? What's your explanation for not coming to me?" Dante said, looking at Valentina with a serious gaze, a reaction she had never seen from Dante before.

"I went to fix your spiritual problems," she said, huffing. "Humpf! I even brought my familiar, and instead of hugging me and devouring me, you're fighting with me! BAD HUSBAND!" She shouted and slapped Dante, sending him flying into the wall, breaking it entirely.

"Ouch." "If you want to massage me, let me turn things around, they're tense!" Dante yelled, not feeling anything despite the force of the impact.

"EH?" Valentina wondered. She didn't use too much force, but it was the same force that caused Dante from six months ago to have all his bones broken! Confused, she looked at Nagasawa and realized something.

"Eh? YOU BECAME A VAMPIRE?!" She shouted, and Morgana turned and saw the state of the white-haired woman; neither of them initially thought about Nagasawa; they just wanted to see Dante.

Morgana stopped looking at Nagasawa and observed Dante getting up. His shirt was torn, and when she saw that scene... her mouth couldn't close anymore, and saliva began to drool; she was literally drooling over Dante's masculine body.

As she indulged, Nagasawa looked at the women with a tone of superiority. "Humph! I've seen this for months; this is nothing to me!" She said this with her expression, which caused Valentina to develop a slight stress vein on her forehead.

"In addition to spanking thirteen year old brats, you seduce your teacher and turn her into a vampire, well done Dante Scarlet, you deserve to be punished!" She screamed and lunged at Dante, but a single second was enough.

He opened his arms and instead of holding back the punch he deflected it, hugging Valentina perfectly and leaving the woman confused.

"You know, you have no idea how much I missed you, my wife" Dante said in Valentina's ears and lightly held her neck, placing him to the side while Valentina was quickly giving in to her pleasures, Dante's fangs They came out and stuck it in her neck and she moaned slightly.

"Uhm <3"

"Ha <3" "

Hmm"

"That" "

"That's it my love"

Well, it's no different from having sex, the sensation is reasonably similar and some vampires say that when your partner bites you it's more pleasurable than the act of penetration, this was nothing!

Dante removed his fangs and said with a smile, "Thought you missed me... didn't even bite me," he remarked, though he requested it. It was a mere second, and he felt Valentina's fangs piercing his neck; with just a low, controlled, and above all pleasurable moan, he restrained himself, "hmm."

A few seconds passed, and then "Enough, enough! You've had him enough!" Morgana roared, separating Valentina from Dante. She pouted and added, "And your wife? Nothing for her?"

"Hehe, of course not... my little witch deserves the best," he said, appearing in front of her and stealing a kiss, not just one kiss, but thousands. He intertwined his tongue with hers, and they began to passionately kiss.

With Dante's current height, he could stand on equal footing with Morgana, making it even easier to pleasure her, especially as he held her waist with a strong embrace, feeling the voluptuous body of the witch.

While all this was happening... the Witches watched from afar as their Mistress was... well, let's say devoured by a demon, not ironically.

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N/a: Hey, my dear readers, the chapters will be reduced for some time. I'm having health issues and can't focus on writing the chapters. I'll schedule only one chapter per day for now. I hope you understand. As soon as I recover, I'll resume with two chapters per day as usual. Thank you for reading!

PS: Please, I know it's annoying to have to ask this, but I would like you to evaluate the work. We're already in chapter 86, I know you like her, you wouldn't come here! This helps a lot and motivates me to keep bringing Dante's story! Thanks!