NOVEL WEB SOUL HARVEST.
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Draco without wasting any time vanished from the room and appeared high above his territory floating and overseeing things.
With a step, he crossed several thousands of kilometres until exited his entire empty region. Draco found himself above a castle that looked like it was built in medieval times. Strong souls were patrolling the area but didn’t notice that Draco was above their castle yet.
It seemed that the group of souls lodged in this castle had just come back victorious from a battle and sharing their spoils inside. Everything seemed normal until when Draco released his aura on the castle, causing the castle to crumble to nothingness and the souls compressed into a single ball that floated to Draco easily.
With that, Draco left the place with another step and collected any soul he found midflight. Draco found another castle that looked like it was made out of the bones of giant creatures but was oddly constructed and decorated that one might mistake the castle walls for stone or something similar.
In this castle, a vampire lord sat on a dark throne swirling a glass in her hands that contained an orange ethereal liquid in a long hall lit with glowing orbs. She looked bored as if waiting for somebody worth her time to stretch her legs or force her to take action. Her subjects often fell prey to her boredom as she would turn them into sources of entertainment.
But on this fateful day, her orb that always overlooked her territory showed her multiple souls vanishing in an instant as if been sucked away by a vacuum.
“WHAT! WHO DARES TRESPASS IN MY DOMAIN?!” The vampire lord asked as her voice filled her lands. Her voice carried anger, excitement and wonder at who would finally elevate her of the boredom she felt for years.
She immediately got up from her throne and a large table appeared before her and her subjects and projected her empty lands.
“Wha… I am sure the twelve kings are still busy with themselves and focusing on taking the empty candidate's spots. None of those kings would waste their time here, and I made sure to educate everyone about not annoying them...” The vampire lord muttered to herself as she pressed a finger against her blood-red lips.
“WHO DARES QUESTION ME?” A voice responded and caused the vampire lord's weaker guards to lose their souls on the spot as their soul particles flew in the same direction.
“This person is harvesting souls! I can’t be here!” The vampire lord said in horror as she almost fell back to her throne but immediately broke something that looked as smooth and shiny as a marble. A hole appeared at that action and forced her body into the hole but all the souls around her turned to soul particles and flew upwards to her horror.
By the time the hole she used to escape closed more than half her body didn’t make it to the other side of her destination except for an arm.
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In a desolate plain, two souls gathered at a spot where they saw a large hole appear quickly and disappear in the next instant.
“Huh? What’s this?” A soul that looked like an elf asked to the one with the same appearance as he.
“It’s an arm… but this isn’t a soul… was it part of a body? What a waste.” The latter replied after picking up the arm to study it.
“Hey doesn’t it look like it belonged to a girl?” The elf that picked up the arm asked his friend with a smile on his face but his friend's eyes only widened in shock.
“Huh? Oh, now you know. It’s mine anyway, I call di…” The one who picked the arm said but the arm moved and the hand closed around the elf’s throat.
“Hank!!” His elf companion cried out but it was too late, his companion began choking as he turned transparent over time until the arm regenerated a naked female vampire lord.
“Ugh…I feel weak.” The vampire lord said as she tried to stand upright.
The elf who had just lost his life and soul friend immediately forgot about his loss when he set eyes on the naked vampire lord. He appeared to be in a daze and had no control of his actions.
“At least I am not too weak to subdue this one with my charms.” The vampire lord said as she beckoned the elf to come to her embrace. The elf like a lamb to the slaughter walked to the vampire lord and into her embrace until he was no more.
“Haa… that should be enough to conjure some clothes.” The vampire lord said as a dark aura covered her and skimpy clothing covered her parts.
“What kind of person is that? I don’t even have ten per cent of my magic. I can’t even fly, I am basically prey to anyone stronger than those elves!” The vampire lord cursed as he began walking forward.
“I am from a royal line, my blood is pure. My will allows me to survive no matter what.” The vampire lord said to herself as she pressed on until a familiar feeling of horror dawned on her again. She couldn’t even muster the strength to look up as she bit her lip.
“What? How did that person reach here already? Not even the council of the darkest night can reach such speeds! Is this a candidate? Why would they even…” The vampire lord asked as her body evaporated into nothingness and the remnants of her soul flew upwards.
After what seemed like three minutes, Draco appeared next to a seated Fred who immediately asked telepathically if he was done, Draco nodded and Fred sent him new information to his head.
“Bob, I will be taking the heat for this one. Let me sign the contract, I am sure your superiors have been wanting to get their hands on me.” Draco asked calmly as he willed a bottle from the bar to float to his hands.
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