Inside a small dark room, the sound of chains clanking against each other reverberate.
Twined all around my body, red chains that bonded me,
those things that only have the thickness of little finger, however no matter how hard I struggled, it was far from breaking, it didn"t even show any signs of becoming loose.
For nee-san to do such a thing to me, is quite out of my expectation.
..... No. If I think about it again, I should be able to guess that this kind of situation will happened.
A vampire’s nature, whimsical and selfish. Having high pride, thought that everything other than themselves are trash
and then ..... their love is bizarrely deep, they will never let go of something that they loved.
I am, perhaps already too much loved by nee-san.
Even if she had to blow away one of my hand, even if she had to lock me up in this room for 100 years.
To that extent that she wanted to keep me by her side, she really loves me.
Whirling inside my body, the magical power that was directly poured by nee-san.
s.n.a.t.c.hing away the freedom of my body with the chains, while at it this magical power was encroaching and eating away my spirit.
Without breaking my mind, it was slowly melting away my mind.
Taking 100 years, engraving my heart so that I will continue to stay beside nee-san for eternity.
That was her intention.
However, however.
There were things that I should do no matter what happens.
Tortured by the scars that I received in the past, and even if I can"t kill anything anymore.
My resolutions and believes will never waver, even if my existence was just that of a dry leaf that was blown away by the wind.
I wanted to be revived. Once again, I want to return "life" into this body.
For that only reason. With just that as my reason, I am.
Now that I am already "dead", continued to not completely be dead after all.
Asking for nee-san to undo my restrains .... perhaps it was impossible
There"s not even a spec in her mind to let me go.
And then inside me, there"s a part of me that wanted to get away from "that person"
That"s why, I"m sure that nee-san will never undo this chains.
Even if it takes 100 years, she will make me as hers, nee-san said so.
She directly poured it down inside my body, nee-san"s magical power that similar to poison.
This will in the end re-colour my soul, and it surely will create "myself" that will rely on "that person".
Before that happens.
Before I become like that, I have to do something.
First, the chains.
It has a shape due to its huge magical power that resides in the demon lord"s blood, it became something like chains.
Its form is firm but flexible, perhaps it wouldn"t break even if it was to be cut no matter how sharp the sword is.
...... that is, if it was a normal sword.
I slowly closed my eyes.
Opened the palm of my left hand where the chain is comparatively loose, focusing my mind like when I was to take out my wings.
When more than a minute pa.s.sed, finally the atmosphere started to freeze.
A cold *clack clack* voice resounded in the room, it started to form into something.
And then finally, it become a thin ice sword with a crooked shape.
The power that I received after becoming a "undead ice angel" are, 3 powers.
The first one is a wing that let me freely soar through the sky, 『Wing of ice Misha.』
The other one is healing power that can only be used by angel race, 『angel breath』
and then this is the last one.
ice magic sword ...... 『Ice sword lost fang』
with only pure magical power I can create a sword with special characteristics, it was an extremely rare special power.
This sword can cut nothing.
The edges are uselessly blunt, sword is in a shape that couldn’t even take a soul.
However, this sword has only one special power that dwell in it.
It is 『Magic eater』.
Not able to cut any other things, it will only slash at one"s magical power and absorb it.
Possessed by me who cannot kill anything, my last fang.
I swung lost fang against the chains.
A queer sound of heat and cold clashing against each other, resounded inside the room
..... It wouldn"t cut, huh.
That"s expected. Nee-san"s quality product chain, will never get easily broken by my novice magic sword.
However, if I kept on swinging my sword again and again.
No matter if it were 100 times or even 1000 times.
If I kept slashing at it, soon it will break.
Again and again, I swung lost fang.
With a body that was a.s.saulted by numbing pain.
While going against these magical powers of the person that I love that I hate her so much, which slowly covered my soul to melt it.
Earnestly, I continued to swing this sword.
10 days later.
Scared of receiving abuse from takahina, vermouth who never tried to go near the room where he was locked up.
For the first time, she tried to look at his condition, and slowly she peeked inside the room.
it was just a vacant room.
『undead ice angel』 koorimuro Takahina
days 201
present magical power / magical power containment limit: ? ? ? ? / 9599
encroachment percentage : 0. 4 %
* due to the magical power encroachment was received.