Sarah, now free from her chains, stared at Sai in disbelief. What he had just displayed was beyond ordinary. The fact that he had killed that bitch Emilya’s clone so decisively only made things more dangerous for him. Understanding the gravity of the situation, she swiftly picked him up and vanished from the scene. Even though Sai, in his unconscious, beast-like state, hadn’t harmed her, she knew she was too weakened from her long imprisonment to face any powerful figures head-on.

  Meanwhile, Sai remained in a deep coma, his body ravaged by the sheer overload of energy—a force far beyond what a mortal vessel could withstand. His condition wasn’t life-threatening, but the duration of his coma remained uncertain. As for the Red Devil Organization, their loyalty remained unwavering. The curse he had placed upon them ensured their servitude, making betrayal impossible.

  Somewhere in Eryndor, within the human kingdom of Eldoria—one of the realm’s greatest powers—a throne rested in a hidden dimension. Cold, calculating eyes flickered open. Emilya slowly exhaled, processing the flood of memories from her clone’s demise. Yet, she remained motionless, her expression unreadable.

  “Interesting…” she murmured. “So, she escaped. And that boy… who is he?” A sinister glint flashed in her eyes as she pondered this unexpected development.

  The vampires who had been kidnapping talented individuals were in chaos. Sarah’s disappearance had thrown them into disarray. They had been ordered to release her—a direct command from their ruler—yet now, she was gone. Uncertain of their next move, they faltered. However, what they didn’t realize was that this plan had never truly belonged to their ruler. It had been orchestrated by one of the Thrones—an unseen force manipulating them all, including their so-called leader.

  Sam, once a mere bandit, now stood as the highest-ranking member of the Red Devil Organization in Sai’s absence. Leading in his stead, he found himself wondering about their missing leader and began carrying his work in the underworld he is slowly becoming strong

  Six months passed in the blink of an eye.

  Sai awoke. A sharp pain pulsed through his head, his memories fragmented. He looked around, taking in the unfamiliar room before instinctively opening his status page.

  Name: Sai

  Race: ???

  Physique: ??? Complete

  Abilities: ???, Calm Mind, Fury, Enhanced Regeneration

  Power Level: Awakened

  Level: 24

  Mana: 400

  Body Strength: 100

  Sai stared at the status screen, his mind struggling to piece together fragmented memories. The unfamiliar room around him was dimly lit, with walls made of polished stone, radiating a faint warmth. A heavy silence lingered, broken only by the distant flickering of torches. He tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through his body. Gritting his teeth, he steadied his breathing.

  After some time, Sai’s mind cleared, his fragmented memories slowly piecing themselves together. Yet, something felt off. By all logic, he should be dead—so why was he still breathing?

  He clenched his fists, trying to recall what had happened. The last thing he remembered was an overwhelming surge of power, his body breaking under its weight… and then, darkness. Before he could dwell further, the door creaked open. Sarah stepped inside, her expression unreadable. She approached cautiously, her eyes scanning him as if confirming something. Sai met her gaze. “Where are we? And… how am I alive?”

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  She hesitated for a moment before replying, “Don’t you remember?” Sai frowned, forcing himself to think. But no matter how hard he tried, the answer remained elusive. His memories felt like scattered fragments, just out of reach. Sarah sighed, shaking her head but said nothing.

  Growing impatient, Sai began firing questions. “Who are you? Who was that blonde woman? Why did she seal you away? And why did she want you to stay there?” His words came in rapid succession, frustration evident in his tone. Sarah raised a hand, cutting him off. “Hold your horses, young man. I’ll tell you everything… but only if you answer my question first.” Sai narrowed his eyes, suspicion creeping in. He thought for a moment before exhaling sharply. “Fine. Go on.” A small smile played on Sarah’s lips. “Good. Then listen carefully.”

  Sarah looked at Sai and asked, “Do you remember Selena?”

  Sai was stunned by the question but nodded hesitantly. Sarah let out a deep sigh before continuing, “When I was sealed, she was the one I was searching for.” Sai frowned, wanting to ask more, but before he could, Sarah raised a hand. “Don’t interrupt me,” she said firmly. “The truth is, both Selena and I were born with a power surpassing any vampire bloodline before us. We were meant to be the strongest, to lead our kind into a new era. But despite being sisters, I could never accept it. She was always one step ahead—stronger, more talented, and even the dragons acknowledged her, taking her as their disciple. My jealousy consumed me, and I made a choice I can never undo.”

  Her voice darkened as she continued. “I orchestrated a plan—one that would ensure my place at the top. I manipulated events to make the protectors of our race disappear, weakening the balance of power. But Selena… she was too perceptive. She discovered what I had done and tried to stop me. She tried to explain that I was being used, that unseen hands were pulling the strings behind my ambitions. But before she could reveal the full truth, she vanished—along with the protectors I had worked so hard to remove. Whether she was taken or she fled, I do not know. But after that, the alliance turned against me. They branded me a traitor, and those who once followed me betrayed me. Even my own students were convinced to seal me away.”

  She clenched her fists, her voice laced with regret. “Emilya… that damn woman… she twisted my actions to suit her own agenda. What she said wasn’t entirely wrong, but by the time I understood the real game being played, it was too late. Now, I can never take back what I’ve done.” She looked at Sai, her crimson eyes burning with a mix of sorrow and determination. “Selena was the only one who could have stopped what was coming. And now, she’s gone.”

  Sarah’s voice grew quieter, yet the weight behind her words was immense. “I know what I have done is wrong… and now, I regret it. Even though I deserve no sympathy.” She looked at Sai, her crimson eyes unreadable. “But now, boy, I have a question for you—answer carefully.”

  The air around her shifted, growing dense with an unseen pressure. Sai unconsciously shuddered, his instincts screaming at him to be cautious. His body tensed as if warning him that whatever came next would not be simple.

  “Who are you exactly?” she asked, her tone cold and piercing. But before he could respond, she continued, “And before you answer, let me clarify something. From my observations, you are using ancient-level beginner magic—something lost to time. And not only that, you wield it with precision and control that no novice should have. That alone is unnatural. But more importantly…” She narrowed her eyes. “What is your relationship with Selena? How did you meet her?”

  Sai felt a lump in his throat. He didn’t know how to respond. He barely understood his own situation, let alone his connection to someone like Selena. But he knew one thing—revealing that he was from another world would only lead to more complications. He had to answer carefully.