A consciousness that was deeply and deeply calming awakens as it rises from the surface of the water.

It's been a long time since you've thought independently like this.

But how much time has passed over there since...

A hundred years, two hundred years..., or more?

Will the world I once loved revolve around without me?

I don't like that.

- Give it up.

- You failed.

"... don't"

─ ─ ─ I just scratched my feet for nothing.

- Soon your loved ones will be doomed with the world.

"...... please stop!!

For more than a decade, the voices of past enemies overlap in my brain, where I have lived forever without eating or drinking (...) or eating (...) or eating (...).

Oh, it's an abominable memory.

This is how he still talks about being an immortal who sips the blood of others, not people.

He can't help but be unpleasant that I can't beat the bloodsucking urge.

But you can't break it here.

If my heart breaks here and now, there will no longer be anything that can stop me, even this earth, no, my world.

This is no other way to curb the blood-sucking urge now than to work for the weakening of your flesh.

Even if that destroys my beloved world, it's a better haz than everything goes to nothing.

Yes, I know by the head......

"Please, son (Harry). Kill me before you break my heart."

Once my memories in that world come back, once I see them again, I can't stop.

Before that happens, you're gonna kill me, Harry.

You're the only one who's qualified for it.

Gather your people, gather your strength, challenge me.

And if it's going to happen, take over the world I love.

I'm sure if you could kill me in the future, it wouldn't be impossible for you to be recognized by the Creator of that beginning.

So please, don't make the same mistake I did again.

"I asked for this world and the future of the world I loved."

─ ─ ─ wasted foot scratches.

"What is futile. But you wouldn't understand."

My son (Harry) is a genius.

That's not just about power and technology.

Charisma who gathers his people, good luck with the possibilities, the strongest successor (exorcist) born with everything else that could just go beyond me.

He's just not sweet enough to be parasitic to the flesh of the Creator, the evil gods of my world, etc.

"Get ready, vampire bastard. Someday my son will fix everything. If you have enough power, you'll gather your people to make it up to you, and you'll turn me into ashes."

─ ─ ─ Give me a world myth……….

If you think so, give it a try.

That alarm is your cause of defeat.

That's all I think about, my consciousness sinks deeper and thinner again.

Yeah, you've got less time to wake up again.

A few more years, no, a year and a little, something like that.

I don't seem to be around much longer...