Vampire: World of Blood-Chapter 145: Freedom Is A Beautiful Thing

"I mean what do you have to lose? Either way, your ass is grass the moment your main body comes to find you, so do you want to make the deal or not?"

Merciless said, his honesty about the matter was as brutal as ever, Ceridwen understood this, he was right if anything she was sure that Original was most likely on her way here if not already somewhere near coming to look for her.

Merciless, on the other hand, had the same idea and, as soon as he learned of Ceridwen’s current condition, he began to take significant precautions. Merciless, without telling anyone, utilizes his power to create ten layers of spiritual barriers around his room. He will know when something spiritual touches it. For the time being, they were in the clear, as far as he could tell.

But, as far as he is concerned, the sooner they complete this contract, the better; he was not going to let an opportunity like this slip away.

"Alright, Ceridwen."

Merciless said, his voice lowering as a mysterious power began to surge in the air around him.

"Time to seal the deal."

Merciless said, as his body soon began to radiate in a dark aura, it felt imposing and almost suffocating. His right hand began to rise slightly, as Merciless called upon the ability he had never used before. His Absolute Contract.

For a brief moment, the world seemed to stop. The air around him distorted as an ethereal flame of black, purple, and crimson erupted around his body.

The flames curled and spiraled upward like serpents, licking at the boundaries of reality and devouring the space between them with a terrible hunger.

Merciless felt raw power surge through him, unfamiliar but natural, as if this power had been latent, waiting patiently to be called upon.

As a variant that has been recently created for this exam, this was her first time seeing a vampire’s absolute contract up close.

[Wow! So that’s what it looks like?!]

Soon after, the flames began to wrap around Merciless’ right hand, slowly scorching away its skin, and as his skin burned upwards, the contract began to manifest itself into reality, as if his own flesh and blood had to be sacrificed for it to materialize, alongside its own set of flames.

From the flaming flames, rather than burning, a sheet of parchment began to appear, created from Merciless’ own skin, flesh, and blood. The paper throbbed with life, crimson veins surging through its surface and mixing with the energy around it.

It then began to float in the air before, emitting an eerie light as Merciless’ demands began to carve their way into the fleshy surface, with each word blood began to drain from the wound.

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♱ Full and Unrestricted Access to All Knowledge possessed by the signee, past, present, and future, if they have knowledge of such events in the making of course.

♱ Complete and Unwavering Loyalty to the contract holder, in all matters and under all circumstances.

♱ Absolute Submission of mind, concept, will, body, and spirit, without exception or resistance, to the authority of the contract holder.

As things currently stand these were Merciless demands on the matter; but just as his demands were carved into the contract. So were his promises to Ceridwen which was her wish.

In return, the signee, Ceridwen, shall be granted:

♱ Permanent Protection from the original collective and all external threats, ensuring her independence and safety.

♱ A New Identity with a unique name, free from the influence or knowledge of her prior existence.

♱ A Physical Body, crafted through the contract holder’s abilities, granting her the ability to live as a tangible being.

♱ A Position of Power within the contract holder’s inner world, with dominion over a domain of her own.

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Each word bled into the parchment.

And the moment it was created Merciless began to speak once more.

"In exchange, I’ll give you everything I promised—a new life, a physical form, freedom from your collective, and a place of honor within my inner world. But you will belong to me. Mind, body, and soul; I have serious trust issues, anything that doesn’t belong to me, I can and will not trust, so you must understand why the contract is formed like this."

The flames around the contract blazed, spreading shadows throughout the room. Ceridwen couldn’t resist the offer, not because she wanted to, but because she had no other choice.

Merciless was aware of her vulnerability as a result of her separation from her original personality. He exploited that frailty, delivering a perverted feeling of deliverance.

[So either become a mindless machine with the Original, an eternal tool for the House of Ghal, or stay with you and get some leverage of freedom, while maintaining my individuality, hahah... this isn’t really fair, but beggars can’t be choosers, and I don’t want to be under that things influence if I have a say in the matter.]

Ceridwen said to Merciless, who replied back as such.

"I mean, it’s not complete freedom because I practically own you in every way possible, since I will have the rights to your existence; so, if you sign this contract be prepared to have no other but me, I am just that selfish, but given your dire circumstances, this may be the closest thing to true freedom you’ll ever have."

"Then again, you are free to not agree to my terms and return from where you came, but I don’t believe that is what you truly want, do you? After all, freedom is a beautiful thing, is it not?"

Ceridwen remained silent, the reality of her situation sinking in. She knew he was right. She had no other options. This was her only chance to survive.

The flames grew more intense, the contract glowing with an otherworldly radiance. Merciless raised his hand, his fingers curling as the parchment slowly drifted closer to Ceridwen’s spectral form.

Although Merciless can not see Ceridwen’s spectral form that has recently manifested beside him, if he does not close his eyes that is, activating his mind eye.

After all, Ceridwen was not a soul, but rather living data, in the truest sense a living AI, or floating information.

But the contract definitely senses her presence.

"I mean come on woman, don’t you want to see the outside world yourself, being trapped to something beyond you is not a nice feeling, trust me I would know."

Said Merciless as he recalled the life of his past incarnation, that being none other than Mercy Morgan.

[Sigh, fine!!]

Ceridwen hesitated for a moment longer, and then, with a resigned sigh, she extended her essence toward the contract. A thread of her incorporeal form reached out and touched the pulsating parchment.

The moment she did that, the room exploded with energy. Purple and black flames engulfed the contract as it burned away, the symbols searing themselves into Ceridwen’s very being.

She cried out as the bond was forged, her essence tied irrevocably to Merciless. The power of the contract surged through both of them, binding her to him in a way that went beyond the physical or mental. It was deeper. More absolute.

Instantly Merciless felt the bond formed.

The flames died down, leaving only the echo of the contract power in the air.

But nevertheless, the contract was complete.

"See was that really hard, what you did was make the first real choice of your life, even if it was kind of forceful, but besides the point, doesn’t change the fact that the choice was in the end yours."

"Hmmm oh wow, so that is your true form, I got to say the original really doesn’t like to oversimplify things.

Merciless muttered as he gazed at Ceridwen’s present form, which was now visible to him thanks to their bond; she was only a blue-light shape in humanoid form, with no additional details beyond her thick curves. In the strictest sense, she was pure data-given form, but Ceridwen began to respond accordingly.

[It’s not that I didn’t want to show you my true form, but without a device that allows you to perceive beings in augmented reality like myself, there isn’t much you can do to see me. Because I am an augmented reality entity when the Original Ceridwen splits her mind into variants, we basically become data that can interact with others; this is why you can’t see me at first. But I believe the contract gave you the ability to view beings from the digital realm because I have no explanation for why you are seeing me right now.]

Ceridwen explains to Merciless.

On the other hand, Merciless just nodded and replied as such.

"Ohhh wow... is that so?"

To which Ceridwen nodded her head and began to explain.

["Yes, that is indeed the case. Normally, all official members have direct access to the Ceridwen Network through their visors or your blindfolds, creating a seamless connection. However, since you examinees lack that privilege, we variants rely on a more... intrusive method. We embed ourselves into your consciousness, functioning as a parasitic presence within your mind. From there, we manipulate neural pathways, essentially inducing a controlled form of schizophrenia. This disorder allows us to project the data in the form of ’system panels’ you all perceive, bending your brain’s reality to display the information as if it were a natural interface."]

Ceridwen replied as she began to tell everything to Merciless, not holding back any detail. This information alone excites him because the way they use their mind-based powers is unique.

But that aside, Merciless soon began to walk up to Ceridwen as he looked at her and said.

"Well, you sure are informative indeed.... but anyways, like I originally promised I will now hide your existence so the Original can’t find you using one of my abilities; but first let me give you a new name, instead of that borrowed one you are using."

[A new name... what do you have in mind?!]

Ceridwen asked, a little excited since she never had a true name before.

Naturally Merciless began to brainstorm a new name, till one came to him, a bitter smile on his face as he said.

"Carmilla!"

At these words, Ceri... well Carmilla began to repeat the name..

"Carmilla?!"

To which Merciless replied back nodding his head in affirmation.

"Yes, your new name is Carmilla, or C2 for short."

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