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After his presumed death, Hermes found his own soul drifting across a river of darkness and the void, only to be suddenly stopped from drifting away into nothingness, by a presence that seemed to defy Reality itself.
Two massive, spiraling crimson eyes were glaring at his Soul, inspecting his very being. Hermes felt completely paralyzed by its diving, otherworldly presence. It was even more bizarre, because this intimidating entity had the tender voice of a mother.
"To think my dear Asmodeus would so willingly give away his Vampiric Power to a punny human like you… It's almost adorable how soft he has grown~!"
"W-Wha…?! Who… what's happening?!"
Hermes felt like he was now falling into an endless abyss, her eyes only becoming closer and closer, until he looked down, and they were there too, everywhere.
SPLASH!
He suddenly fell over a pool of pure blood, drowning and swallowing the sweet and iron taste of blood, making him gag.
"Uuggh…! AAGGH…!"
