Vampire's Slice Of Life-Novel

[Warning: Heavy gore, reader discretion is advised; please skip if you don't do well with gore.]

"N-n-nooo…"

The kid was scared and speechless, as above him was the guillotine blade. Though he had no idea what Lith meant, just looking at the blade's cold, glinting edge sent shivers down his spine.

Lith smiled. "Yes."

He held the kid in one place with one hand and ensured he didn't move around a lot. Lith then held his leg with the other hand and brought it close to the blade.

"NOOOOO! LET ME GO! LET ME GO!"

"BIG BROTHER! BROTHER, PLEASE!"

"I AM SORRY! I AM SORRY! I AM SORRY!"

With just one gesture from Lith, the kid's scream intensified, and he pissed his pants in fear.

At this point, had Lith been a human, he would've let go of the kid. He would've taken pity and set him free since he was just a kid.

But Lith wasn't a human.

He was a vampire.

Vampires don't have the same morals as humans. More correctly, they didn't have any societal morals imposed on them and were free beings. Anything considered morally disgusting or incorrect for humans was normal for the vampires.

Killing a kid wasn't morally correct. Most humans would refrain from such an act but not a Vampire.

Now that Lith had accepted his identity as a Vampire, he truly started to break the chains of human morality imposed on him. He would do as he pleased and abide by what his heart thought was right.

Lith looked coldly at the kid without a shred of regret or remorse.

Who had asked the kid to hit him? It was this kid's fault that he had to bear with the lashes. Now, Lith was only giving him a taste of his own medicine. The kid was reaping what he had sowed.

Lith didn't bat an eye at the kid's screams. He let the guillotine blade fall on the kid's trapped leg, chopping off his foot.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

The kid shrieked at the top of his lungs, loud enough to be heard by all the miners.

The slave miners shivered in fear as they saw the kid's condition, and many ran away from the site as quickly as possible.

They couldn't bear to hear the kid's loud screeches of pain. More than that, they feared that Lith would do something like this to them.

The kid's shriek also alerted the other guards, and instead of running toward Lith and beating the shit out of him, they went to their superiors to call for help.

The poor kid was totally left at Lith's mercy.

After slicing a bit of his foot, Lith didn't stop. He cut more, eventually making the kid scream so much that he lost his voice. The kid was now on the verge of falling unconscious, and his mind was about to break.

But of course, Lith wouldn't let it happen.

Lith had free reign in this dream after he got the inheritance. He had his original self's abilities and could do anything he wanted.

He healed the kid and put a spell on his mind, ensuring it didn't break due to too much pressure.

He then restored his voice and continued to slice him like a potato on a slicer.

The kid's painful and agony-filled cries were loud enough to chill the bones of even the strongest person here. Although many had left the area, they could still hear him scream.

The slave miners were oppressed by him, yet they felt great pity for the kid. They would not wish such a fate on anyone.

After just a few minutes of slicing, Lith cut half the kid's body, and now only his chest containing his heart and head was left.

The kid hadn't stopped screaming this whole while and was really scared and panicking.

His face was covered in tears and snot, and his throat had swelled up due to the constant screaming.

He screamed for help and cried, calling his mother at the most desperate of times.

But in the end, Lith showed no mercy to him even though the only crime the kid had ever done was hit Lith a bit.

His agony-filled cries weren't enough for Lith to show pity. Eventually, everything became silent as the head of the kid was lopped off, ending his pain.

Lith collected flesh and blood of the kid in a giant cauldron. He wiped his hand with a handkerchief and cleaned the blood stains on them without batting an eyelid at the horrified expression of the miners.

He got up, jumped down from the guillotine, stretched a bit, and cracked his neck again.

He looked at the crowd of guards gathered in front of him with slight amusement. They had raised shields in their hands in a defensive stance, yet their legs were trembling as they looked at Lith.

Lith smiled as he looked at them. As he approached them with slow and steady steps, he said, "I dare you to block my path and become a hindrance; I'll ensure to give each and every one of you a fate worse than that kid."

The guards trembled further as they heard that.

Without a surprise, they didn't dare to block Lith's path and gave him way. The higher-ups of the organization weren't here. The ones that could command the guards cherished their lives and didn't dare to stop Lith.

Lith had only taken a kid's life and had done nothing else. Though it was a crime to resist punishment, these people didn't give two hoots about it.

Apart from taking the kid's life in the most gruesome way possible, Lith had done nothing. So they didn't even try to symbolically protest.

Receiving no resistance from the people, Lith took the cauldron with him and left the place. He went to his shack in the shelter and rested until night descended.

After it was night, the little girl came as usual, unaware of what had happened near the mines. She called Lith to gaze at the stars again, and Lith complied, as usual.

After returning, he met the friend who got beaten in his stead, and the two went to take food.

While in the queue, the guy whispered in Lith's ear, "hey… do you know something big happened in the mines today."

Lith, the source of it, appeared to be curious and asked, "what happened?"

"I heard a person appeared out of nowhere and sliced a guard like he was a vegetable." His friend recounted the rumor with a shudder.

"Oh?" Lith acted surprised.

The guy nodded. "Indeed. And also— wait, let's get the food first. Otherwise, we'll be in trouble here."

The guy didn't want to alert the guards and get punished unnecessarily.

Lith smiled and shook his head. If only this guy knew…

The two waited quietly, and after it was their turn, Lith, instead of taking the ration like usual, looked at his friend and pointed towards a guard. He then asked,

"He was the guy who hit you, right?"

"What…" the friend was shocked to hear a question so suddenly and in such a place.

Was Lith out of his mind!? How could he dare say such things here? Did he not fear anything?

The guard in question slammed the ladle on the table and cursed, "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Lith didn't bother to look at him. He asked his friend again, "was he the guy or not?"

The friend didn't answer and shivered, fearing what was about to happen.

The guard became pissed as he got ignored by Lith. He cursed again,

"HOW DARE YO—"

BOOM!

The guard's body burst apart as soon as he tried to close in on Lith.

Lith's friend shivered further as he noticed such a scene, and the crowd around them was the same.

They didn't expect such a thing!

Amidst everyone's shocked and gasping noises, Lith said to his friend, "welp, you didn't answer quickly, and he got such an easy death. Tell me, was it him, or was he someone else? Don't worry; everything will be fine."

Lith then placed a hand on the guy's shoulder and said with a smile, "you know… the guy you were just describing, the one who chopped that kid…."

Lith removed the cauldron from his space ring and placed it beside his friend. He smiled as he saw his friend's eyes widen upon seeing the cauldron.

Lith pointed towards the bloody cauldron and then pointed his thumb at himself as he proudly announced,

"...it was me."