Vampire Summoner's Rebirth: Summoning The Vampire Queen At The Start-Chapter 1030: Chris’ Life

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Chris could still clearly remember his death, as his memories rearranged themselves once his brin was fully healed, how everything happened, and how much he had despaired, and given up entirely.

"Frederica… I'm sorry…"

When he died, an endless darkness had greeted him, his consciousness, his memories, and his whole sense of self slowly started to be absorbed by this darkness.

The darkness of death, a coldness that not many could even overcome but the oldest of souls, who could remain conscious even as they passed away.

But eventually, within a few seconds after death, Chris would have lost everything that made him who he was, becoming a clean slate, a pure soul.

The soul was already on its way to the afterlife, a place that not even the inhabitants of Spiritias, nor even their Holy Spirits, fully understood, but that existed within the world, somewhere.

"It's so dark… everything… I… don't want… to forget…"

FLASH!

Yet in that very last moment, where his consciousness would have been almost completely wiped out, a bright light engulfed his soul completely.

"L-Light? Is that…?!"

His destroyed body was healed and rearranged together back to complete health, and his soul placed inside.

As the light engulfed him and the rainbow rivers of essence washed his soul and healed it, restoring his sense of self and his memories slowly.

Something else happened, his soul and his body was rejecting each other.

"Ugh…! W-What's going on?!"

He felt a slight amount of pain, the laws of the world themselves seemed to not want to permit it, they didn't want Chris to revive.

It was against the very laws of creation, to revive beings through such a method, it was inconceivable.

Undead existed, and even spirits, but they were nothing like actual revival, something beyond the laws of nature.

Yet the rainbow light encompassing Chris did not give up, feeding his soul with enough power to forcefully keep itself attached to his body.

In this moment, the one that was reviving him had to take a decision, if he wanted to revive his friend, he would have to do something he never thought possible.

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A connection was formed, Chris' Spirit Orb, and the Spirits dwelling inside, all connected together with his Soul and Body as one, and then, with the one healing and reviving him.

His Spirits Auras emerged, wrapping around his cold soul, and giving him the warmth of their presences, helping him fully revive.

FLAAASH!

The process seemed to only last for less than five seconds outside, but it seemed much longer for Chris and the one reviving him, Blake.

"Is that… Blake?"

Chris eyes opened lightly for a split second as he saw the person that had revived him, hugging him. Before he could muster another word, he fell unconscious, unable to say anything.

And then Chris fell asleep, for many hours, for over two days, sleeping without end. His Soul, Body, and Spirit Orb had to slowly get used to their revival, and over time, combine their power without forcing it.

This was one of the reasons why revival wasn't permitted even by the laws of the world, as it could greatly damage the system of souls and the afterlife and create imperfect vessels of souls.

When a soul and a vessel were unable to attune with one another completely together, it could cause someone with great sickness and crippled, even feeling a certain "lag" between their own mental commands and their body's response.

Thankfully, Blake made sure that wouldn't be a problem, while also making sure Chris wouldn't suddenly turn into an Undead, his body was very much alive, all thanks to Blake's divine powers.

"Blake…"

Chris sighed, a small tear falling from his eyes as he looked at the morning sun coming from the window, he felt moved after everything that had occurred.

He owed more than he could have ever wanted to Blake now, a friend so special that he would have gone out of his way to do the impossible and revive him…

Even if he had to sacrifice a large fragment of the powerful divinity he had just obtained, without minding at all.

"Thank you…"

Chris sighed as he smiled faintly, looking at his own hands, and opening and closing them, he seemed to be fine, he felt good, healthy, alive.

It was as if he had never died, actually… Yet those memories remained, the horror, the fear, the despair of darkness.

An experience that would mark him for the rest of his life…

"Hahhh… I need to catch a break."

As Chris sighed with a smile, his Spirits emerged from his Spirit Orb, they seemed fine, thankfully, spirits can often end up completely healthy compared to their masters, as long as the spirit orb is intact and sealed before the spirits lifeforce is attuned to the death of their master, which would kill them instantly as a result too.

"I'm so happy you're all fine…" he hugged them all, his fox, the salamander, the little dragon, everyone. Their warmth brought comfort to his weary heart.

Yet, deep down, Chris felt something wrong with him.

Something strange…

He wasn't a human anymore.

He knew it, there was something… wrong with him.

"W-What is this?"

And he realized it the moment he concentrated to meditate a bit, his senses imbuing themselves into his body, soul, and spirit orb.

And feeling a connection between all three, not just of energy, but physical.

It was as if all three of them were stuck together as one, almost as if someone used glue to do it, and this "glue" was a powerful divine power, which he now possessed.

And there was something else too.

Deep inside of his soul.

"T-This is…?!"

Chris eyes widened, the familiar appearance of something that Blake often used all the time, every time, and which he could also create almost indefinitely…

"A-A card…?"

There was a platinum-colored card floating inside of his Spirit Orb, connected to his existence, origin, and life.

"I-I see…" Chris continued crying. "To think you would do such a thing to bring me back, Blake…"

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