LRAB Chapter 75 Turning Tom Marvolo Riddle into a Vampire (Part 2)
Chapter 75 Turning Tom Marvolo Riddle into a Vampire (Part 2)
I took two steps back gently, merging with the vampire bloodline.
Standing there quietly, like a king in the night.
I am tall and slender, and the Slytherin school uniform I was wearing has transformed into a black robe embroidered with exquisite gold patterns, making it look exceptionally gorgeous.
My face has distinct features and strong lines, as if it were carved by a knife and axe.
His skin turned as pale as snow, almost bloodless, yet it exuded a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.
His eyes are his most striking feature.
My eyes are deep and dark, like an endless night, making it impossible for anyone to fathom their secrets.
My golden eyes gleamed with a red light, like burning flames, giving off an irresistible charm.
His eyes were cold and arrogant, as if he didn't care about anything in the world.
My golden hair turned black and cascaded down his shoulders like a waterfall.
Her hair was soft and smooth, shimmering with a black sheen, like stars in the night.
Her lips were red, as vibrant as fresh blood, giving her an irresistible allure.
I slightly raised my lips, revealing two sharp teeth, as sharp as wolf fangs, which sent chills down one's spine.
She wore a pair of black gloves embroidered with exquisite gold patterns, which made them look exceptionally luxurious.
Her fingers were long and slender, as nimble as a pianist's fingers.
Wearing several rings on the finger, each set with a different gemstone, shimmering with dazzling light, gives one an irresistible sense of wealth and power.
She wore a pair of black boots embroidered with exquisite gold patterns, which made them look exceptionally luxurious.
The high heels of his boots made him appear even taller and more slender.
The boots were studded with several diamonds, sparkling with dazzling light, giving off an irresistible sense of luxury and nobility.
Behind me was a pair of wings, their skeletons made of hard yet flexible bones, like meticulously sculpted works of art.
Each bone shimmered with a faint light, as if it contained boundless power.
The surface of the wings is covered with a layer of black feathers, which are as soft as silk yet incredibly tough.
They are arranged closely together, forming a perfect wing shape.
I am the king of vampires, a noble and mysterious being.
I am the master of the night, the embodiment of death.
“Tom Marvolo Riddle, I am the embodiment of immortality. Do you really want to be like me?” I knelt down on one knee and extended my hand to Riddle.
"I do." This was the first time Riddle had seen me like this. The person in front of me was the one who had gone to the basilisk to protect me last time, and now the person in front of me was the one asking if I wanted to live forever with him.
I slowly stood up and approached Riddle, my lips slightly parted, revealing sharp teeth.
I gently stroked Riddle's face, then pressed my lips to Riddle's neck.
Riddle felt a sharp pain and tried to struggle, but I held him tight.
My teeth pierced his skin deeply, and blood gushed from his neck.
Riddle's vision began to blur, his consciousness gradually faded, and he could no longer hold the bottle of red liquid he had been holding, threatening to drop it to the ground.
With a levitation spell, I made the bottle float up and fly onto the table.
When Riddle woke up again, he found himself sleeping in his Slytherin bedroom.
Then he felt his body become unusually strong and his senses became unusually sharp.
He realized that he seemed to have become a vampire.
"Awake?" I transformed back into my golden-haired, golden-eyed Slytherin wizard form.
“What am I now?” Riddle’s mouth was dry, especially when he saw the bottle of red liquid on the table.
“A person who can live and die with me.” I helped Riddle up, opened the glass bottle containing the red liquid, and fed it into Riddle’s mouth.
When Riddle drank the red liquid from the bottle, his eyes widened, and his black pupils turned red. The bottle contained blood.
"You can drink my blood without worry. You'll still be the same as a human, except you'll need to drink a little of my blood every day." My blood carries the bloodlines of three different bloodlines, which can suppress the vampire bloodline within Riddle.
"This bottle looks empty." He had drunk a little too quickly, and some blood had trickled down Riddle's chin before he could swallow it.
“I’ve crafted this bottle; it can hold a lot, enough for when you see me again.” He put the cap on the bottle and hung it around Riddle’s neck.
I gently lifted his head again, letting his gaze meet mine, and then licked the blood flowing from his lips.
His eyes were filled with tenderness and love, and a warm feeling welled up in my heart.
I slowly moved closer to him, my lips gently touching his.
He felt my warmth and tenderness, and his heart was filled with happiness and contentment.
Our lips met, as if time stood still at that moment.
I gently stroked his hair, while his hands tightly embraced my waist.
Our bodies were pressed tightly together, our breaths mingling.
In that moment, we forgot everything and focused only on embracing and kissing each other.
Our hearts are connected, and our love for each other reaches its peak at this moment.
After a long time, we slowly parted ways.
His eyes were filled with happiness and contentment, as if the whole world had become a better place.
[Gold: Ding—Kissing your target Tom Marvolo Riddle, completed]
Rewards: 200 Bond Points, 200 Experience Points, 20 Favorability Points, 2 Luck Points, and all of Salazar Slytherin's possessions.
[Gold: Ding—Target Tom Marvolo Riddell]
The affection level has reached its maximum, and they have become lovers.
"Let's forget about Horcruxes. There's no need to ruin your soul. Besides, it seems like a ruined soul will make you look uglier." I told the truth. In the future, Voldemort will look as ugly as a power outlet. I don't want Riddle to become like that.
"Now that we've shared life and death, what's the point of pursuing immortality? I only want immortality because of you." Riddle no longer cares about Horcruxes; all he wants now is the strength to be worthy of me.
“That’s what you think, that’s good. It’s time for me to leave.” I held Riddle’s hand and played with it.
"Can you not leave?" Riddle held my hand tightly; he didn't want me to leave.
"Next time I'll take you to France for a trip, and next time your master Gellert Grindelwald will have a good show to watch." If I remember correctly, Riddle graduated when Dumbledore defeated Grindelwald.
How could I not go and see something so interesting?