MSG – Volume 2 – Chapter 42: An Idea Birthed an idea
By the time he was a few feet from the room he had woken up in, he was forcefully slowed to a halt by the hug that he was suddenly pulled into by a vampire that dashed towards him.
"Congratulations!" the vampire screeched, looking up at him with a genuine fanged smile on their face.
Looking down at them, he could not bear to project his negative emotions onto them.
"Hello there, and thank you Cyanea." He replied, flashing her a toothy smile of his own as he remembered how her voice had broken boundaries, she should not have been capable of to reach him in his Ascension Trial.
He reached out with his left hand and stroked her hair tenderly like he was doting on her.
"How have you been?" he asked, his brows narrowing slightly as he noticed that she did not look quite herself. "You look pale… Pale even for a vampire."
"Are you unwell?" he added, his tone tinged with concern.