Lord Of Succubi:Transmigrated As A Dual Cultivator In Isekai Of Magic

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?Abby's eyes shimmered with a mixture of innocence and understanding. Her voice, soft and filled with compassion, filled the room. "Rosa, please rise. You honor me with your words, but we are equals on this path of healing and growth. Together, we can create?a realm where forgiveness and compassion reign, Nothing like Dracula's."

She glanced at Nexus who nodded in encouragement at her, his eyes twinkling with respect.

With Abby's gentle encouragement, Rosa slowly rose to her feet, her heart swelling with a newfound sense of purpose. The room erupted in a wave of applause and whispers of admiration. The power of this moment was not lost on anyone present, as they witnessed the merging of two souls, bound by a shared commitment to love and understanding.

A strong glow erupted from within Abby in that moment, and everyone shielded their eyes. Abby's system had rewarded her with a new power.

She had been rewarded with two lives.

As Rosa stood tall, she felt a renewed determination coursing through her veins. She knew that this was just the beginning of a transformative journey, one that would require strength, vulnerability, and unwavering support. But with Abby by her side, and the collective support of those around them, Rosa was ready to embrace the challenges ahead and pave the way for a brighter future.

The others bowed their heads slightly in respect. Just like that, Abby had proved that she wasn't Dracula, and she had no intentions of carrying hate like he had.

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The room spined for a moment as Tiffany struggled to open her eyes. She blinked once, the action bringing a sharp pain to her eyes, and she groaned.

What was happening? Why was she here? Where was she?

Tiffany was terrified for a brief moment. She blinked again willing herself to move, but everything felt too heavy, kind of like lead. She groaned again.

She blinked twice, ignoring the sharp pains she felt as she did. She tried to move, even as she forced her brain to remember why she was in the hospital.

The room spun again, and Tiffany thought she would fall down.

Just then, the door bursted open to reveal Nexus and a couple more others. At the sight of Nexus, Tiffany remembered everything. She fixed her eyes on Nexus, afraid that if she moved her gaze, she might just break down into tears.

Now that her memory was back, Tiffany wished she'd just stayed unaware. Now it hit her hard–grief and loneliness. Her father had died trying to protect her, he had died because of her. Nexus sat beside her on the bed, his hands gently massaging her hair.

"It's a miracle you're alive Tiffany. Can you talk?" Nexus asked and she nodded. If she could remember everything, that means every other part of her body worked. She didn't feel like talking though, she might just burst into tears if she did.

She want supposed to be alive, so why was she?

As though he could hear her thoughts–and maybe he did–Nexus was one of the truly powerful people she had met, and she didn't put it past him.

"Abby saved you." he told her, smiling warmly.

Abby materialized from somewhere behind the group of people. There was no warmth in her eyes as she stared at Tiffany, but unlike Tiffany's they contained no hate.

Tiffany's had a hate stronger than anything she had ever felt. But it wasn't directed at anyone but herself. Maybe if she had given herself to Dracula, he never would have killed her father. Her face fell, if only she'd be better, smarter, wiser and more powerful then maybe her father would have stood a chance…

"Why?" She rasped out in answer, her eyes falling back at Nexus. Her voice sounded like an old vinyl tape, and she cringed.

Tom stepped forward, a small smile on his face. "You're doing much better my dear." He said to her encouragingly, and for another brief moment, she saw her father standing beside Tom and taking a stance to fight. He had been brave to the very end. Follow current s on ɴovᴇlꜰɪre.ɴet

But she nodded politely, not really hearing him. She was grateful for her life, but at the same time, a twinge of sadness lingered in her soul. She was never going to see her father again–never.

Her eyes misted and she blinked them shut to keep them from giving her away. She wasn't going to cry; it didn't help anybody. She turned to Abby.

"What exactly did you do?" Tiffany asked. The question was asked to Abby, but Nexus tried answering and she cut him off. She wanted to hear Abby's words, to gauge her reactions.

Abby cleared her throat, looking down at her. "It was nothing, really. Don't make a big fuss out of nothing."

Tiffany arched an eyebrow. How could she not make a big fuss? Somehow Abby miraculously pulled her out of her near-death experience. She had a second chance at living. And even though she was hit hard by the torrents of emotions that she'd abandoned unprocessed, she was still grateful, nonetheless.

"It is. You don't go around giving people chances at survival." She said to Abby with a raspy voice.

Tiffany noticed Abby clench her fists and her jaws. "It's nothing, but I can't keep seeing you, Tiffany. It brings way too much discomfort, since you killed my grandfather. I know Dracula wasn't the best of men to you, but he was to me, and I loved him."

Tiffany glowered at Abby. "He killed my father."

Abby rolled her eyes. "Your father killed my parents, kidnapped me and would have killed me if Nexus had not intervened. If we were to be honest with our selves, your father was the evil one".

Tiffany clenched her fists ignoring that her body hurt.

Nexus stepped between the two girls and nodded surreptitiously at Abby.

"Stop it girls. Tiffany, Abby gave you the philosopher's water. A gift from Dracula. I know this is not what you want to hear right now but Abby lost someone close to her as well."

She stared hard at Nexus, anger licking at her body. Nexus was right. She hated that he was.

Swallowing her pride and anger, she faced Abby. "I'm sorry you feel this way. It sucks, trust me, I know." Then she choked out what appeared to be laughter.

Abby nodded but turned on her heels and left the room.

Tiffany stayed deadly silent after Abby's departure. Tiffany found herself engulfed in a whirlwind of emotions. Gratitude and guilt intertwined within her as she pondered the consequences of her actions. Abby's selfless act of saving her life leaves her feeling grateful yet burdened by the weight of taking another's life - that of Dracula. It was her first kill.

Amidst this internal struggle, Tiffany is struck by another devastating blow - the loss of her father. Her emotions were a tidal wave, crashing upon her fragile state of mind. Grief, sorrow, and confusion consume her as she grapples with the weight of this profound loss.

Tears flow freely as Tiffany mourns her father's death and contemplates the consequences of her choices. The weight of the world seems to rest upon her fragile shoulders, leaving her feeling overwhelmed and alone, even in a room full of people.