Chapter - 2

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Chapter - 2: What the hell are you?

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I open my eyes, see a familiar ceiling, and turn my face to look at the computer that was on my personal desk, "When did I come home?" I say as I get up slightly from the bed and begin to think.

My memories were a little fuzzy, but it seemed that I had not become the dinner of that monster or whatever it was exactly.

It was a shame I was enjoying watching him keep talking to make himself seem smarter than he actually was....

- I had seen worse anyway....

"Hmmm... I need to take a shower and brush my teeth." As much as I wanted to stay sleeping on my comfortable bed, I needed to go to school, or so I thought.

I scratched the side of my head before throwing off the covers as I usually did. Of course as a man before deciding to get out of bed, I gave the pillow one last deep cuddle and...

"—Aw~~"

"..."

A small shiver could not help but run down my spine when I heard a female moan toward me and a pair of hands proceeded to press my head further into the softest pillows in the world.

I looked down and noticed that I was naked, which was not too unusual after all I liked to sleep naked...

But that certainly wasn't the main problem in all this....

For I felt someone cuddling my hair and a pair of smooth legs intertwined with mine. Clarity returned in an instant and I realized that I was in a rather bizarre situation.

When I turned to the side, I was greeted by a creamy big pale naked ass of a young woman with silver hair, who was clearly showing off one of her best parts.

Looking up, I saw the silvery hair draped over me, reaching down to my back, and the quiet sleeping face of Victoria? She was my childhood friend to be exact and best friend's sister....

Had I broken the brothers' pact? No, I would have remembered having wild sex with her and so I was still in the safe zone or at least I hoped so.

And the worst thing was that I saw my pants on the side of the bed and looked for my phone in the pockets. When I turned it on, I saw some messages just from Alexander.

"Alexander will kill me if he hasn't already had a heart attack. Who am I kidding? He will kill me again even if he is already dead." I sighed to myself before checking the time.

I could only look at the girl beside me who looked so peaceful in her sleep while I was in danger of being killed....

"Noah!" Suddenly I heard a woman's voice. It was a strong but at the same time gentle voice; and she sounded very concerned....

- My mother

"Noah? What's going on? Why haven't you gotten up to eat breakfast yet?" Hearing my mother's voice, I woke up from my dazed state.

"M-mom...?" I answered in the most normal voice possible, but it was clear that I had failed.

"Noah!? Open the door, what's going on?" Looking at my state and the naked girl next to me holding me, it was quite obvious that. was not a very good situation for me....

"Oh. Shit."

Realizing the situation I was in, I started thinking rationally to make my mother leave and be able to make me resolve this situation.

"Mom, I'm busy right now."

Realizing that I was talking normally again, she visibly calmed down; "Can you open the door?"

"I can't... I have a naked girl next to me," I said in a sincere voice.

"Oh," she turned suddenly, and I heard her heading toward the stairs. Observing this I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief....

"Make sure you play less; I don't want to see you at 30 without a girlfriend, you can't stay in this house forever."

For some reason I felt an arrow in my chest, but strangely enough it helped calm me down. A small smile grows on my face.

My mother has no pity and says what she thinks; this was the quality she had taught me growing up, which is why we got along so well.

"Maybe I should introduce you to some of my friends? I'm sure they would like the idea of having sex with a healthy young man. Apparently their husbands can't fully satisfy them...."

"..."

- Yes, she was also a real certified pervert.

I couldn't help but give a blank stare as I thought of an orgy of thirsty milfs begging for my cock....

Anyway, putting these thoughts out of my head I quickly get up, ignoring the sounds of wood creaking from the floor.

And I grab the bathroom door handle, and opening the door I stepped inside without "noticing" a look on my back.

[Interlude]

I calmly entered the bathroom and turned on the water faucet to rinse my face. My mind wandered back to last night's events, but I wasn't afraid or worried.

I knew exactly what had happened—it wasn't a dream. After all, it wasn't the first time my friend had come to my aid.

As I splashed water on my face, memories of my first encounter with the enigmatic entity flooded my mind. It had been a long time ago, but I still remember it vividly. I had felt its presence when I was just a child, and since then, it had been my silent companion, my only friend.

I sighed, knowing that others would find it hard to believe, but I wasn't concerned about their disbelief. It didn't matter if they couldn't see my friend or understand our connection. What mattered was that I wasn't alone.

Well, let's pretend it was merely a dream, after all who would believe that I managed to survive against a vampire who could manipulate blood and change shape at will.

- I was after all a simple "human" being.

Unfazed by the lack of visible response, I casually spoke to the empty bathroom, "What did you do with him?"

As always, the answer appeared in writing on the steamy mirror, a comforting reassurance of my friend's presence. "Ȟ̷͖͖͉̩̲̿̓͒̓ǝ̵̯̟̱̞͊̒͆̔̚͜ ̶̢̦̺̣͛̓̌̈́̿͜i̸̦̺̦̬͊͋̽̆͠ͅƨ̷͎̦̭̙̭̒̀̀̆̄ ̶̢̣̼͎͌̈͒͘͝ͅn̵͓͙͉̺̥̿̇̿̆̈o̸͍̥͇͓̯͆̿̑́̿ ̸͈̮̱̳̃́̄̿̓ͅm̴̡͈̟̟͖͐̍͐̌͗ỡ̶̙͚̰̠̺̇̂̚ɿ̷͇͙̜̳͑̿͐̈́̚ͅǝ̸̛͚̦̳͖̺͊̂͝͝.̸̟̠̗̻̝͂̀̽̓̌ ̷̢͎̱͚̅̓̀͆͜͝Y̴̭̩̟̞̹͌̎̀̉̓o̸̟͍̥̟͍͒̅͐͠͝υ̷͕͇̟̦̹̋͆̌̂͛ ̶̻̼̖̭̠͆̈́̀̏̒ɒ̶̱͈͓̟͌̅̿͛͜͠ɿ̶̡̛̝̼͍̫́͌̆̐ǝ̸̨̛̬͉̦͚̌̊́͒ ̵̳̬̣͍̫̈́̓̔̿͊ƨ̴̧̻̗͕̺͗̾̆̽̚ɒ̶̦̖̲͍̜̊̑͆͛̍ʇ̴̧̮̫̘͖͒̌̔̾̿ǝ̶̡͙̱̬͗͊͊͐͊͜," the message read.

They were strange symbols and cryptic words that seemed beyond human comprehension. It had been great fun to discover that these writings or rather words were completely invisible to everyone but me.

"Well," I affirmed, it seemed that things were not so bad.

"Also, thank you for helping me, it was a situation I could not have handled on my own," I admitted, without too much trouble, after all I had no intention of dying more times than necessary.

Ḯ̴̖̳͉͚̮̄̀̌͘ ̶̢̥̬̟͙̽̔̋̀̒ɔ̵̨̦̞̜̖̐̑̈̔͠ɒ̴̥̼͉̲̱͊̓̐̒͠n̵̺̘̖͈͉̏̂̅̇͝ ̷̟͔̭̮̞̈́̀̋̿̽ρ̷̢̮̪̦͊̂͛̽͜͠i̵̧͎̭̘̅͊̄̀͋͜v̴̥̹̖̻̬̈́̅́́̀ǝ̴̦͈̜̣̲̀̍̑̿͠ ̵ ̵ ̢̛̯̝̲̱̐͂͆̀γ̷̙̪̪̱͍̔͒̏̽͘ö̷̝̲͈̖̱́̇͊̃͠υ̷̞̥̬̞̮̿͊̈͝͝ ̵͖̟͍̥̟͗̅̏̕͝q̸̡͖͚͍͖̈́̀̉̓o̵̺̩̣̹̠͒̍̐̒́w̴̡̥̝̤̃̂̈́͗́͜ǝ̷̳͕̲̝̬̋͆̋̈́͠ɿ̶̨͖͉͚̭̒̈́̄́͝

"No, it's fine I like our current relationship" I could only say with a smile on my face as I ran the hot water in the shower and took off my clothes.

W̷̨͖̟̙͚̽́̈́͂̚ʜ̵̗̟͓̙̰̾̆͗̑͠γ̴̢̯̥̙̟̾̃̇̕͝ ̸͚͓͖̣̯̿̊̉̐̂į̴͍͉̥́̌͛͆̚͜ƨ̸̠̗͙̜̭̉ ́̃͝͝ ̴̖̤͓̠̗̃̀́͊́Ɉ̸̨̞̟̥̤̈́̑̅̂̀ʜ̸̡͓̰͈͎͐̀̓͘͝ɒ̵͙͉͔͔̩̿̂̈́͠Ɉ̴̛̩͇̹̣̤͐̀̓͝?̷̧͉̠̝̽̈́̇̂̍͜ -

"Because you are my first friend," I replied warmly, "and I cherish our current relationship. I am already satisfied with the unique gifts you have given me." I say, as I touch my chest that showed no wounds I had suffered last night, as if they had never existed.

And as the warm water ran through my muscles washing away all the mental exertions and sweat accumulated during last night to manage not to get myself killed so quickly.

The symbols or rather the words in front of me continued to swirl, a mysterious communication that only I could decipher.

He seemed satisfied with my response, and I felt a sense of comfort in knowing that my first friend valued our bond as much as I did.

Over time, we had forged an extraordinary bond. He had protected me from danger, offered me wisdom in times of need, and given me insights beyond ordinary understanding.

I could only be grateful for the guidance and especially his companionship.

As we continued to communicate in our unique way, I knew that my life had been forever changed by this entity that to this day I still did not know exactly what it was.

And, honestly, I had no interest in knowing what it really was-after all, I knew it would not hurt me, no matter what happened between us.

He had taught me the value of friendship, even when it could not be seen by others. His presence in my life was a source of strength, comfort and understanding toward me that I could no longer do without.

- Moreover, I knew he would always be beside me.

Coming out of the bathroom, I saw a beautiful pale woman with long white hair tied in a ponytail that reached her back. With crimson red eyes and a beautiful figure, with modest breasts large enough that the black dress could not hide them.

Did I find my childhood friend Victoria fully clothed? Strange, where had she ever pulled them out of?

Her dress looked like a gothic cosplay... *Gulp*

- But that was not the most important thing at this moment.

As I looked at my childhood Victoria Cruorem gave me a look I had never seen on her, with a mixture of curiosity and concern that honestly confused me.

"Noah, what the hell are you?"

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