The Fallen Vampire - Chapter 63: [Bonus chapter]A God’s Name

Chapter 63: [Bonus chapter]A God’s Name

“B-Beloved!”

Keran tried to call out to the ball of blue fire that was smoldering within the room but it proved to be to no avail.

For upwards of five minutes, the flames continued to dance around the body of her former fiancé without showing any signs of dying down.

As she waited for her beloved to return to normal, a chorus of footsteps suddenly reached her ears and she immediately looked towards the door.

When it was thrown open, the other three occupants of their home were all revealed to be standing outside, looking for the source of this terrible heat that they could feel from all the way downstairs.

When they saw a ball of fire floating above Indra’s bed like that of a bright blue sun, their jaws collectively fell open. 𝑅êạd new chapt𝒆rs on no/v/e/l𝒃in(.)com

“W-What is happening to my husband?!” Enyo cried.

“I-I don’t know, he just drank from me and then… this!” Keran replied with slurred speech.

The effect of having Indra drink from her still had yet to subside, making her a slightly drunken and very horny mess who was only in temporary control of her sanity due to the alarming situation.

Suddenly, the flames that were smoldering hot a few moments ago started to produce no heat at all.

In fact they actually started to feel rather… cold.

Eventually, the dark blue flames began to die down and bits and pieces of the man they all loved were finally revealed.

But even before they could see him fully, they already knew him to be different.

Very very different.

When the flames gave way to his new appearance, he was even more captivating to the eye than normal.

His skin was formerly a bit more on the lighter side, but now he was a slightly darker and captivating caramel color.

His features like his eyes and jaw were significantly sharper, making it both hard to meet his gaze and hard to turn away.

His red eyes now had noticeable slits instead of normal pupils, and short red markings in the corners of his eyes that made them look much more intimidating and dramatic.

The kimono he always wore hung open loosely to reveal that he appeared to have gained around twenty pounds of pure muscle.

The claws that hung from his fingertips were now permanently black and dangerously sharp, no doubt as a result of the moon touched diamond dust he’d taken into his system a few nights before.

His long silver hair was drastically more majestic than before, and the richest noble would have paid an exhorbitant sum just to rub it against their cheeks for a few moments.

However, these changes were superficial at best.

They were nothing compared to the biggest new additions on his body.

Atop his head sat two dark grey canine ears that were similar yet different to Keran’s.

They were a bit larger and slightly more mischievous looking, and to touch them would no doubt fill one with the greatest bliss.

Behind Indra’s back, eight very long and fluffy silver tails the same color as his hair and ears swung from side to side, looking even more hypnotizing than the feathers of a peacock.

His eyes sifted through all of the women in the room before they landed on his beloved wife.

A pained and saddened expression could be seen on his disgustingly beautiful face, causing the hearts of the girls to throb with melancholy.

Oblivious to his current state, he floated down from the bed and allowed his clawed feet to touch the ground, before he began to walk towards his beloved Enyo.

“My wife… I know that I must have hurt you terribly.”

As he spoke, his two fangs could be seen flashing in his mouth, now seemingly to be permanently on display just like his claws.

Walking right up to her, he cupped her delicate face in his hands and stared into her eyes with endless sorrow and passion.

“I ask your forgiveness, and make a promise that I will never conceal things from you or behave recklessly again.”

He drew his face closer and closer to hers and Enyo could feel her knees beginning to lose strength.

“Should you desire it, I will spend as many days and nights carving my apology into your body as you require. You need only say the word.”

“I-I…”

Just as she’d done the first time he flirted with her, Enyo suffered an overloaded mind from her husband’s new appearance and sultry words, and she fainted within his grasp.

Her husband caught her easily, and showed a small smile that contained notes of mischief and confusion.

“So cute… I guess this means I am forgiven?”

Holding Enyo in a princess carry, he finally addressed the stares he was receiving from the other girls.

“Are all of you alright? I know that I’ve been sleeping for a few days but do I really-”

“D-Don’t talk to me, I’ll cum!” Vermeil yelled with a red face.

“…Excuse me?”

“Y-You… are beautiful.” Lucia stammered.

That might have seemed like a strange thing to say to a man, but at present there existed no better way to describe the man in front of her.

He was the epitome of grace, seduction, and most importantly, beauty.

Like a sunset over a field of wild flowers, he was a sight that would unanimously illicit reactions of awe, wonder, and of course, envy.

He finally seemed to realize that his appearance may have really been different from how he remembered and searched around the room for a mirror.

When he found one… even he had to stop and raise a brow.

‘Accepting the name of a god… it truly has such an effect?’

Fenris had somehow added a new race to his genetic makeup.

As if being an Eldritch Vampire wasn’t enough, now he was also some sort of beast man within the mix.

But he wasn’t sure exactly what type he was, as he had never seen or heard of another creature like this before.

“I-Indra..!”

When Keran hesitantly called his name, a wince of pain crossed his face and his hand immediately went to his chest.

Using that name had hurt him to his very core, and filled him with a sort of icky feeling that he wasn’t at all interested in feeling again.

“Keran… you can’t call me that… apparently it’s not my name anymore.”

Strangely subservient, Keran sat on both of her knees and dropped her ears as she stared at the floor.

“Y-Yes… then if I may ask, what may I call you?”

Unused to seeing her like this, he placed his wife onto the bed before kneeling in front of Keran and tilting her chin upwards with his finger.

“Promise not to laugh?” He asked.

“I-I would never..!”

Showing a small smile, he fought the urge to laugh at the god’s given name for him that he was still growing accustomed to.

“It’s Taira Kukan Amarok. A bit silly, no?”