Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil

Pablo now knew everything about the Ashen Crucible and why everyone was afraid of it.

But after knowing about it, Pablo wasn't afraid like the rest.

The place was already decided for war. There was no use worrying over it.

If the place was as dangerous as people say, then it would do the same with his opponents too. And he didn't like easy things anyway.

"Death smiles at all of us. All we can do is smile back."

Pablo rested his head on the wall behind his bed and closed his eyes.

Then his head slipped on the soft bed and Pablo drifted to sleep. Cupid said nothing to him as she knew he might not get any sleep for a few days.

All of them were supposed to leave for the Ashen Crucible tomorrow and the day after tomorrow was the day of the war.

And in war, the only sleep people get is the sleep of eternity.

So it was best to have some rest before the days could become hectic again.

And like Pablo, everyone who would be fighting in the war were sleeping as well.

They had done all their preparations and were now sleeping peacefully.

Even Admiral Harlia was doing the same. The King and his five high dukes mirrored everyone else as well.

Right now, nearly half of the Forza Kingdom was asleep and it was only afternoon. But they would sleep for the whole day.

But around the world, there were some fighters who weren't sleeping at all.

One such fighter was Malvador Nocturne. The New King Of The Vampires. The one responsible for such a war to take place in Seraphim.

He was present in the Hollow Kingdom, the kingdom of the cannibals.

Right now, he was in the room of the Cannibals' King and the king was in front of him.

They were in the castle of the king and Malvador sipped something dark red from a transparent glass.

In front of Malvador, the king of the cannibals was tying a bandage around his right arm.

"I could have prepared you some other blood. You didn't have to do this to me." The king said, resting his head on the sofa as the bandage was tied full well.

Malvador laughed. "I am a King, Corrosive. The only blood that will suit me is the blood of another king."

The name of the king of the Cannibals was Corrosive and the reason that man had bandage on his right hand was because Malvador had taken a bite of the king's entire right hand. That too, without any permission and warning.

He had ripped Corrosive's right hand with just his teeth and after doing that, he poured the blood directly from the hand to his glass.

He filled the glass to the brim with Corrosive's blood and threw the hand away after that.

Corrosive had cursed Malvador after he did this but Malvador gave a pill to the Cannibal that made his hand heal.

But the pill wasn't all that good as healing was taking a lot of time and blood was seeping out in a large quantity so Corrosive used the bandage to stop the bleeding and let his hand heal completely.

Also, to fasten the process, Corrosive went near his previous hand that Malvador had ripped out and picked it up.

He brought it with him and sat on the sofa again and began munching on it.

Corrosive was eating his own hand and Malvador watched the scene with a smile.

"You people sure are fucked up. Human flesh doesn't even taste that good. What do you like about it, anyway?" The vampire asked.

Corrosive took a bite, chewed it and after swallowing, he answered:

"We have developed our taste over the course of the years. Our ancestors began eating other humans many years ago and from there on, there was no going back. For us, human flesh is premium meat. We feel rejuvenated after eating it. But when we don't have it, we make do with whatever we could find. You took out my hand and it would have rotten anyway. So why not eat it?"

Malvador gave a slight nod and sipped the blood.

"Your blood is not that good either. Guess, I have to satiate myself with Pablo's blood."

Corrosive frowned. "How can you like the blood? And I heard you also eat hearts? Even we don't consume them. We only eat the flesh and ignore the other parts."

Malvador shrugged. "To each their own, I guess. Also, I drink and eat because I want to live and get stronger. If not for that…"

Malvador suddenly lost his smile as his fist clenched on their own. "I will abstain myself of blood and heart until I get my hands on Pablo Castillo."

CRACK!

The glass on his hand crushed and the vampire's hand started to bleed.

But the man paid no attention to that as he stared outside from the window.

His hand healed automatically and Corrosive noticed the rage hidden behind Malvador's eyes and behaviour.

"You really hate Pablo, huh."

The vampire looked at the Cannibal.

"Why didn't you forcefully try to taste my flesh just like I ripped your hand for blood? You must have wanted to taste it." Malvador asked a question of his own and the Cannibal just scoffed.

"Someone who could kill the entire courtroom of a king including the king, I have no intentions of listening to my urges and dying. You can keep your flesh and my hand. Just keep giving me pills to heal it though, I won't like to roam with only one hand."

Malvador laughed and Corrosive asked again, "Do you have some personal animosity with Pablo? I am sure that you haven't even met him yet. So how come you hate him without even meeting him? I have seen it in your eyes. Whenever his name is mentioned your face changes. Your smile vanishes. You broke the glass just now while talking about him. Did he kill your lover or something?"

Corrosive made some guesses but Malvador just smiled.

"The only thing you should know from this point on about this war is that this is…"

The Vampire King rested his legs on the table kept between the cannibal and the Vampire and his feet were right above a photograph. A photograph of Pablo Castillo.

Malvador stared at the photo and in a not-so-playful voice, he told Corrosive that this war was nothing but…

"My Start Of Revenge."

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[[Volume 5: Start Of Revenge. Finished! The Next Volume Will Be The Last One For This Novel!]]