Strange heart.

He's gone.

The only existence that can be said precious to me, an important existence.

I am a demon lord.

An existence that was born from true darkness that will even devour light, king of vampires.

Vampire lord, vermouth = erzalord.

I was alone.

Everything of human and monster, feared me and never come near.

It was lonely.

Again and again, I curse my own power which was growing so much.

I wanted to become weaker.

Because I can be gathered around with everyone as many as I like.

I wanted a strong companion.

However, there's no other existence that was as strong as me, except of other demon lords.

Even among the 5 kind of demon lords which exist, a vampire n.o.ble was special.

If I had to said what was the special, that was the condition for evolving.

For a vampire to rank up into a vampire n.o.ble, more than 100 years was necessary and a lot of human blood.

.... then, for 'n.o.bles' to raise rank to 'lord' what was the condition?

The condition was for vampire n.o.ble to raise into vampire lord was ?killing 10 other vampire n.o.bles other than me, then suck their blood. ?

The one called n.o.ble, so to speak is the blood relatives of the king.

Therefore, those blood, dwelled the information of the 'lord'.

by sucking their blood compelling the information into one, then a 'lord' will be born.

The being called the king of the vampire, is an existence that will only be born after devouring their own kin.

Because of that while I was the king, I didn't have any other subordinates.

After all, I ma.s.sacred all the other vampires, and became the lord.

As I became the king through that way, there's not enough for me to curse myself even for 100 times of even 1000 times.

because as I became the king, I felt this loneliness throughout this 800 years.

The day that pa.s.sed by, those day where I sat on the throne in an empty castle.

Thinking it as an amus.e.m.e.nt maybe I will read some book and so I collected various book from all over the world, but I cannot read the words.

Without even being able to attain the way to remove this loneliness, for me who's an immortal I can't die waiting my life span to end.

Bearing an overly empty soul, I pa.s.sed the day in inertia.

Then one day, I met this one undead.

his appearance which was a.s.saulted by a corpse eating dragon which was doing as it please in my holiday house, that was our first meeting.

For the first time in my life, I was fascinated by something.

He was really beautiful.

What’s even more than that, he wasn’t afraid of me.

he ---- himuro - takahina, stayed besides me.

For the first time, I learned the world other than loneliness.

Hina was a weird undead.

while he was an undead, he longed for life.

By wis.h.i.+ng for a life, then it means he also wished for death.

For us who are the race of 'immortality' and transcended from 'death', that was a surprising wish.

Hina is really kind.

After all, he combed my hair for me who was clumsy at using a comb, he also clipped my hair, also cut my hair.

Every time when my hair that he cut, gulped by him. I will feel a zap through my spine and trembled a little.

In this 800 years .... for the first time, I felt a pleasant feeling.

He also read me a lot of book.

Among the story that he read for me, I learned the word of?romance?

the word that until now I didn't know what to call, the name of the feeling that I held for Hina.

I learned, that it was ?love?

However, he, Hina has disappeared from my sight.

I didn't know why he did that.

Sometimes, he looked at me with this a very sorrowful expression.

However, why did he made that expression, Hina didn't tell me.

I don't know.

What was no good about me?

Even though, I did all the things of showing of my good side to him, even though I continued to teach him all the things that he didn't know.

Even thought, I didn't want him to think of me as a ugly woman, I always showed my smile.

so that he wouldn't go far away, I purposely manipulated the monsters, and kill that filthy 'karasu' (crow) that tried to s.n.a.t.c.h him away from me.

perhaps he hated me, but since I don't want to be separated from him so I bound him with chains.

in the end, he left my side.

Again, I became alone.

Losing any will power to do anything, I laid down on the bed.

Among the books that Hina read to me, I was holding onto the book that was my favourite close to my heart.

Tears kept on spilling out non-stop.

Hina, is already not here.

No one, will comb my hair again.

There's no one.

There's no one ..... who will read me a book.

(TL : Don't cry nee-san ! ! ! it's hurt my heart to TL this chapter )ss