Reincarnated into a New World As a Vampire

"Welcome back, Labra, it's good to see you again." Naiha, the primordial witch of black said, her tone not expressing the 'joy' she felt in her heart.

"Save it, Naiha, we both know that is not what is in that black heart of yours." Labra said disdainfully. Both of them locked gazes for a few seconds, then broke it and focused on their meeting. Their personal history could always wait.

"I'm sure you two have some things to settle, but in the meantime, why don't we channel all that extra energy towards the issue at hand?" The primordial dame of white, Helga, said. Out of all of them, she was the oldest, so her words carried some weight.

"Hmph… I don't see Veronica, where is she?" Labra asked, relaxing her expression as she took a sip of the tea in front of her on the table.

"You don't need to worry for now, she'll be here soon. She is engaged in an, 'assignment', but nothing that will keep her too long. No need to wait for her, though, let us start the meeting." Helga said, drawing serious looks from the others.

Apart from Labra, they did try to contact some of the witches who had left the cult but still maintained contact, but of all that were within the kingdom and close enough, Aldritch had already reached all of them. They could only reach those that were away in other far places. Even then, not many of them were as powerful as the primordial dames, so they were set to be cannon fodder at best.

As for Anshire, she was contacted and invited, but instead of sharing the same view as the others, she chose to back down and watch from the sidelines. She was no longer a member of the cult, and coupled with the fact that the cult had yet to rest with her assassination, she didn't really hold their relationship in favorable light, and they were aware.

Nevertheless, she did give them a sound warning not to antagonize Aldritch, but that was the most help she could provide. She later disappeared without trace, just like she always did.

The meeting began with talks revolving around what had already been discussed amongst the three current primordial, which is why Veronica could be excluded, and the contents of the plan truly shocked Labra.

"We plan to awaken the great mother, to revive her back into this world." Helga explained.

"Are you serious? I know that has always been the plan, but I never thought it was something the cult actually planned to go through with in such a way." Labra expressed her surprise, as much as her concern. "If the great mother is awakened like this, the world will be in chaos. That being is no longer human, if she ever was to begin with.

If she comes back without following the proper ritual, I have no doubt that she will exterminate every life in this world, it is her goal after all." Labra lamented, a look of apprehension and concern etched on her face.

"We understand and share your fears also, Labra, but this being that had taken over all our sisters is equally as dangerous. Though he is yet to attain his true potential, a future whereby he does is inevitable, unless he is dealt with, and now." Helga explained, gesturing to Naiha silently for her to explain what she had seen, her visions.

Labra understood what Naiha was capable of doing, and seeing Helga gesture to her, she understood what the signal meant. Following that, she turned her eyes over to Naiha, expecting her to speak and explain further.

The look on Naiha's face had gotten even more stern as she opened her mouth to speak, "when I conducted the divination ritual to ascertain what the future would be like if we fought without the awakening of the great mother, I was taken before a scene, one where the entire world was painted crimson red, in what seemed to be the blood of every human on earth, and the blood was so that it did not spoil even though it must have been there for a long time." She paused before continuing.

"I wandered this land painted in blood for hours, trying to find what the cause of it was, what it meant, because it was such a strange future. I had no idea if that was the battlefield after our fight, or the state of the kingdom.

I wandered all over for such a long time, hovering across the red land, under a seemingly unending night.

Once I finally reached the capital, I noticed one major thing, and that was the fact that all the buildings were intact, nothing was in ruin, but the entire city was eerily silent and empty, not a single soul living in any of the houses. I continued wandering, checking one place after another, until I found myself before the royal palace.

Once I finally reached the royal palace and went into the throne room, there, I saw a man, sitting majestically on the throne. His eyes shone crimson red, just like the blood covering the ground, the only difference being that his were a bit darker and carried within them a lot of darkness, a lot of negative energy.

He smiled while looking at the multitude bowing before him, almost like in worship or something similar.

By his side stood many subjects, each one of them radiating a power I have never seen before in my entire life, or even heard of…" She paused again.

"Well, continue, what's with the suspense?" Labra was getting inpatient, but Helga gestured for her to calm her nerves and listen, which she did.

"All of us, all primordial dames, both of current and some past ones, you included, we were part of his subjects, bowing before him just like the rest."

Labra's expression turned into an even more serious one as she was more than shocked to hear what Naiha had just said.

Before she could say anything though, Naiha continued.

"I couldn't believe my eyes, what I was seeing too." Her eyebrows scrunched further, "I performed the ritual again to see if the same scene would appear, and it did, only that, this time…" As she paused, Labra could see the cold seat literally form, enough that a drop rolled down the side of her head.

Labra was tempted to urge her fellow witch to speak on, but she held herself as she observed Naiha. For such a tough woman to appear the way she did at that moment, Labra couldn't help swallow a ball of spit.

"This time, when I looked at the man seated on the throne, staring into his crimson eyes… he stared back, with an even wider smile."

"What?!" Labra couldn't control herself, springing into her feet for a second before sitting back down. Discover hidden content at mvl

"The only other time I've experienced something like this is when I tried to look into the great mother's future. Unlike that experience where I was almost drawn and trapped in that… 'place'… this one felt more like I was given permission to even be there… and, it wasn't a true image." Labra said, this time visibly shaking a little as she spoke, maintaining a firm tone.

"You're saying this foe of ours has the potential to be as powerful as the future great mother?"

"No, it means he has the potential to be even more powerful, keep in mind, there is a very high possibility that what she had seen was not a true image, rather, one conjured up for her to see." Helga explained.

"Just in case your dull brain doesn't get it, it means everything I saw was tampered with by the presence in from the future." Naiha added, drawing a disapproving look before one of confusion.

"Wait, what? I don't understand what you're saying. DO you mean everything happening has already been planned out by that being? If so, then why even put up resistance?" Labra questioned inquisitively.

"No, no, no. It's not that. If it was so, then he'd be a god then, and destroying us would be easy, I imagine. The being most likely sensed my divination and altered exactly what I saw, so I didn't see the future exactly." Naiha explained.

Silence came upon them for a moment as Labra digested everything she had just heard.

'A being of such might...' Labra thought to herself, a contemplating look on her face as she turned her head down, staring at the cup of half-filled tea she had drank from.

"Then please tell me you plan to request help from the Red Gate Order? We may not align in views and other things, but it is undoubtable that they are more powerful than us, especially in number, even at our greatest moments." Labra spoke in a somewhat firm but weak tone, clenching her hands tightly around the white coloured ceramic teacup.

"As for that, we'll have to wait for Veronica's return to know if they will agree to our request or not."