She Returned as a Vampire

19 – The blood moon, its meaning

The red moon.

This is a phenomenon that has never appeared in Niel and Elena’s lives until now,

Of the Church of the Octagonal Star, only the fanatical, serious, or faithful were preparing for the worst.

This blood-soaked moon is recorded as appearing whenever those who want human blood and seek to satisfy their own self-interest with that blood gain strength,

Brilliantly, it radiated its light over the dark land.

“…The time has come.”

Black clothes remain clean even if they are stained with blood.

The thick, tough cloth prevents sharp fangs from piercing easily.

And beneath it, the thin silver plate that dares fear his light,

Shake off the wicked who try to escape the warmth and warmth that life deserves.

There were people dressed like that, staring at the red moon from the top of the spire.

Holding their breath quietly inside the Church of the Octagonal Star, avoiding the eyes of those who have already decayed and rotted,

It was the ‘Victor Brotherhood’, a group of extremists who were willing to buy themselves only to obey God’s will and orders.

Aside from the few reformists who can’t even raise their voices, orthodox factions are divided into their own factions, all fighting for their own interests,

It is not to follow God’s will by being buried in luxury and pleasure.

They were busy wrapping their will as God’s will.

In order to purify the filthy people who are consumed by pathetic physical pleasures and pursue only power, someday,

I believed that one day the day would come when God would show his will to this land.

And that day finally came.

“The church that dared to call itself ‘following the will of God’ and led the lost masses into vain must be destroyed.”

Be wary of beings warned dozens and hundreds of times in prophetic and sacred books,

They have studied and prepared countless ways to respond to them, so they endure sacrifices.

“Today, the blood shed by fools shall atone for him, for the sins of indolent men.”

A red light runs towards the church.

A black wave rushes towards the bloody earth.

It was a brother who was willing to sacrifice himself to lure them in.

As soon as I saw the bloody moon rise, I honor the brave man who volunteered for martyrdom without hesitation.

I prayed a simple prayer for him, who would now howl in terror, being chased by monsters.

“May peace be with the brave.”

As soon as the short and concise cooking was over, they quietly lifted their heads up to the sky one by one from their promised positions.

The blood shed today will be a warning for tomorrow.

The living are the chosen ones, and the dead are the ones the gods themselves want to take away.

“God, the great guide who is still floating in the sky to lead us on this bloody night!”

At the fanatic’s howl, the only star among the countless stars that have hidden their light in the sky twinkles, emitting faintly eight-pronged light.

There was no way for fools to know if that was a sign of displeasure with fools who misinterpreted, twisted, and fell terribly into only one part.

For those who have already been stained with a different meaning of madness, it must have been like a blessing.

“Today! We set out on a crusade to destroy heretics and make your will known to all. Stay tuned. Look down!”

The city’s guards belatedly try to run to the bell tower.

The men guarding the gate hurriedly run along the wall with axes to break the chains.

In the darkness, faint shouts echo.

However, the torches they held to light their way lost their power and staggered one by one.

They disappear into the darkness.

Near the noisy gates, sharp iron pierced human flesh, shattered hard bones,

It was covered with a silent scream of life being taken away without even being able to scream.

The door is wide open, the bell tower loses its reason for being built, and sinks under the crimson moon.

“Blood for those who have forgotten grace, death for those who seek pleasure in sin!”

As the fanatic let out his last rapturous battle cry from the top of the spire,

Disaster has come to the city.

The wave of calamity that they covered even though it was foreseen,

The irrationality of having to face false prophets just for the reason that you followed them without knowing that they were false prophets.

“And let our martyrdom be a proof that the will of our brotherhood is right!”

And the death caused by those who pervert God’s will.

***

What broke the silence of the night was the scream of a horse covered in its own blood, drained of every last drop of its vitality.

I ran through the night with all my might,

If you go through the cold and fear into the tower of stones that your fellow human beings believed to be your haven, you made to protect yourself,

He said that he would surely caress his body with warm hands and calm himself down with warm words.

I came running, believing that if I chew carefully, I would be able to eat and drink plenty of well-dried hay and warm water that overflowed with sweet juice.

In the end, the young man who was guiding him rolled down from his body and was dragged away by countless demons and disappeared into the darkness.

He, too, was bitten by the monster he was chasing, and he couldn’t stand the weight of his body, so he had no choice but to collapse.

In the fading light, in the last sight that was fading, what I saw was a group of countless monsters that attacked me and rushed to devour an entire city…

It was bloody madness itself.

Both men and women of all ages are robbed of blood and their skin is torn.

Beasts and humans alike are covered in blood and lose their luster.

Cruel laughter and desperate screams resonate without finding a place to reach.

Someone’s life was stolen politely and quietly by a stranger who broke through the windows and doors of the house,

Some have been captured for later misery, and have obtained some mercy in which death is deferred.

But not everyone can achieve tolerance in madness.

Some people created a water fountain with all the skin cracked open.

Someone met a splendid end with only his body soaring up into the sky as his limbs were captured by greedy monsters.

The wells in the streets are filled with corpses,

They were serving cocktails mixed with the blood of various people.

In confession centers and small churches, pastors hung upside down,

It was proving how much more the symbol they had already defiled could be defiled.

City Hall was able to maintain a neat appearance,

Instead, all the windows are covered with dark and thick curtains,

Those who worked there until late at night were able to receive the grace that was tantamount to an insult to an ugly person who played nobility.

The boss who dares to tell lies that he made the moon rise takes control of the city,

By commanding his subordinates who lived hidden in the darkness, he made the city sink into blood.

With or without power,

Whether you have wealth or not,

In this place where all people are equally deprived of their lives and face a cruel death,

The screams of humans and the laughter of monsters echoed.

If someone were looking at the cities from the sky, they would turn their heads at the harrowing sight.

Definitely decorating the roof with its own color in the gray walls,

Even though it had no color and white to symbolize nobility would have been in the middle.

All of them began to be covered with dark red liquid.

The liquid of life that met the cold night air was instantly deprived of its light,

Syrigo also sank beneath the dark red night, taking on a terrifying hue instead.

This is the meaning of the blood month recorded in the prophecies and books of the faith of the eight-pointed star.

***

But the red moon didn’t originally mean something like this.

If the ancestors of these vampires, who look like monsters, and who seem to have been created only to lust for life, see this sight, they will tremble in anger and shame, and directly slaughter those who insulted their will.

“Chung, chuu… Chueup… Stick out a little more, a little more… Huh? While you can still do it.”

The symbol of the blood moon, imbued with fear, was slowly peeling off its lover, shining eyes glistening with lust.

One layer, one layer.

Slowly, but without hesitation.

Her heart to resist, her heart to push her away, she witnessed him crushing both her own changed body’s power and her will,

She finally showed her fully allegorical body of her own in front of the bloody moon.

The blood of her lover, love, and companion, which she had poured herself into, finally settled completely in her body,

The very moment she fully acknowledged in her heart what was now the only thing she could afford,

She finally had her final transformation.

Truly the pinnacle.

Her figure, which has reached the physical limit that humans can reach, is a mixture of beauty and fear.

The very figure of her great enough to bow her head down on her knees, stricken by her inferiority complex and her lust for her worship, if any of her faces her,

It got stuck in her partner’s eyes.

The appearance of her radiating an aura that was too overbearing to be called a human being was fear itself to others.

With only her eyes and fangs similar to the monsters rampaging outside her, weak humans will only feel fear at what she can do.

However, in his eyes, she was just wildly moving to find pleasure in her own body.

Leaving thick red marks on her own body, gleefully watching herself writhe in an unknown liquid poured into her body and being engulfed in inhuman pleasure,

I saw only a woman who found the reason for her life in her own blood and emotion.

In this way, when a man had an affair with a woman who had gone mad for his love in his cabin,

Only those who have been hiding her presence for a very long time and wandering in search of their own will can recognize the meaning of the red moon rising high in the sky.

He smiled in amazement at the birth of a new kind after a very long time.

“In this age where love is buried and only pleasure and low-level greed rage, I would never have thought that there would be someone who could achieve pure and sincere love.”

Tilting a wine glass in a cabin in the woods,

There are people who recall memories while looking at the night sky with their wife who has been with them for a long time –

“I’m curious. Who really did such a loud thing…”

Slightly angry at the ruined schedule,

The one who hides her husband in a tent so that the lesser ones do not dare to touch her husband, and soars high into the sky.

There was also one who wandered the world with her lover.

But one thing is clear.

The few remaining, persecuted true ‘vampires’, no, ‘blood relatives’ could smile faintly.

Someone has not forgotten love,

Intense and brutal,

Stupid yet noble,

It was because they were able to recall that someone had cherished that very feeling just as much as they did.