Transmigrated into a reversed world
Chapter 130 - 130- Your soul would burn to ashes

Cyra sat on the couch with a wine glass dangling from her hands; the room was covered in darkness, with wimps of streetlight coming through the curtains.

The door opened, and Nicole walked in. Her eyes glimpsed Cyra's pale, crossed thighs; she followed the trails and met Cyra's grey eyes.

She quickly bent her head downwards, not wanting to look disrespectful, and a suspicious blush crept up her cheeks.

"Sit." Cyra's beckoning voice made her tense up in attention. She walked across the room and sat, facing Cyra with her hands held together on her thighs, looking like a serious student.

Cyra uncrossed her legs and stood up, leaning closer to Nicole, who swallowed nervously.

Cyra looked into her eyes, seeing Nicole shying away from her stare. She used her finger to hold her chin in place.

This froze Nicole, and she stared deep into Cyra's eyes in a trance. The air hummed around them, and Cyra's eyes grew darker, turning red, and Nicole's eyes were glazed over.

A red mist cocooned them together, and Nicole's body grew hotter; her skin turned blood red as if her blood was boiling over because it was.

From Cyra's parted lips, ancient words spoke out, making the surroundings hum with energy.

As her words continued, Nicole's body hummed like it wanted to burst; her body was covered in blood, and she bled everywhere.

But Cyra kept on speaking. The blood soaked the ground, and a different blood, which was cold in nature, thumped from Nicole's heart, spreading everywhere with new blood.

Nicole grew pale, and cold air came out from her parted lips. Cyra's words stopped. She cut open her fingers and placed them on Nicole's lips, making her blood drip into her mouth.

In an unconscious state, Nicole held Cyra's hands in place and drank her blood in greed and euphoria. Her fangs grew, and she bit open Cyra's closed wounds to drink more.

Cyra frowned and changed her blood to gold, Nicole released her hands and screamed out in pain, feeling her throat burn.

The pain cleared away the fog, waking Nicole completely. Cyra cleaned her finger and sat on the couch watching Nicole hold her throat and gasp in pain.

After a minute, the pain stopped. Nicole felt the uncontrollable hunger scratching at her gums; her black eyes, now tinged with red, glowed with hunger.

It almost overrode her mind; she looked at Cyra with a pair of hunting eyes, then whimpered and flinched backwards. A sense of danger blared alarms deep within her soul, making her remaining thoughts wrest control over her hunger madness.

"M-Mistress...What's wrong with me?" She felt different; her mind was much clearer, and her sickly body burst with power, feeling nourished.

"I made you into a vampire. A creature of the night." Cyra's words were flat as if she was stating that the moon was round.

"Now, my protégé... Who do you hate the most? If given a chance, whom would you kill?" Cyra's tone turned dangerous, her voice tempting.

At her words, Nicole remembered the cause of her and Louis's misery. The arrogant face appeared in her mind, and her heart chilled with hatred.

That woman- who, to win the family competition, had drugged her and made a bet that whoever won would make the other a slave. At that time, she'd refused the bet, but how could an orphan's voice be heard?

The woman bribed Nicole's close friend to drug her with bone-weakening medicine. When she remembered that, her blood thrummed with hatred.

Seeing the hatred oozing from Nicole's entire being, Cyra could tell she was trying to control her emotions, though it didn't escape her notice.

Cyra squatted closer to her. "I am giving you that chance... Speak." Her tempting words filled Nicole's mind.

"Mistress, I want to torture them, rip their hearts from their bodies, make them plead with a glimpse of false hope...only to realize that hope doesn't exist." Her voice dripped with unconcealed hatred.

Cyra's eyes flashed with approval at Nicole's words, sensing that she had chosen the right protégé.

"My golden rule: Make your enemies feel heart-wrenching pain, physically and mentally... break them. Ignore the innocent, and feed on them with their lives intact." Her words were solemn, her eyes glinting with cruelty.

Nicole tensed in fear, but Cyra's next words made her heart tremble with terror.

"But for those who threaten your loved ones or betray you... consume their souls." Cyra's words were a deadly whisper, yet to Nicole's heightened ears, they felt like they were spoken deep within her mind.

"Mistress, I will never betray you," Nicole swore with sincerity.

Cyra laughed darkly. "Kekeke..... darling, you couldn't betray me even if you wanted to. Your soul will burn to ashes. I am your maker, after all." Cyra's eyes laughed sinisterly, looking at Nicole as if she'd made a joke.

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