SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God - Chapter 629

Chapter 629: She is mine
The moment the command left the being’s lips, reality itself trembled. The gathered figures dropped to one knee, accepting her word as the commandment.

“Yes, Mistress Umbraelith.”

“All hail the Shadow Star Princess.”

“All hail the Daughter of Umbra.”

“All hail the Heir to the Eternal Night.”

Umbraelith drifted fully into view, her presence reshaping the darkness around her.

Her skin shimmered like midnight glass. Her hair spilled behind her in liquid shadow. Her eyes were the galaxies Damon had just angered, white, radiant, unstoppable. Her expression twisted into a cold, commanding snarl.

“Father’s resurrection cycle is already unstable,” she said calmly, though the cosmos shuddered with each word. “If someone devours even one percent of the parasites, the entire pool weakens.”

Her gaze sharpened.

“And this thief has already surpassed that.”

The servants trembled, but she was only getting started. “The parasites are hive-bound to the resurrection pool. They return everything they steal or consume back to father’s core.” Her voice grew sharper. “If someone drains the pool while he slumbers…”

Abruptly, her eyes flared with pure white fury. “…they steal my father’s strength.”

“Retrieve it,” she hissed. “Retrieve every fragment, every soul-thread, every stolen drop of shadow essence.” The servants swallowed. Even they did not dare question her tone.

“And the thief.” Umbraelith tilted her head, lips forming a chilling smile. “Make sure he becomes our servant after death. His soul will feed father as repentence for his sins.”

“Goddess… forgive the question… but where shall we begin our search? The pool pulls from countless realms. Tracking…”

The galaxy in Umbraelith’s left eye turned red. “Tracking will not be necessary,” she interrupted.

She raised her hand. The shadows split. A thread of cosmic darkness revealed itself, thin, faint, but unmistakably tethered. Her lips curled upward.

“My father’s pool marks every parasite it births. That thief is ruining them in masses. His presence is as loud as a beacon.”

Her fingers snapped. A map of the cosmos unfolded, an impossible display of luminous galaxies, shattered worlds, dead dimensions, and living universes, until one tiny blue-white world glowed.

Earth Online’s reality.

Her eyes narrowed. “There,” she whispered. “A mortal system world. How quaint.” She barely finished her words when suddenly her expression changed. “No. This is impossible. It can’t be. Why is her aura there in this obscure training world? Hmmm.”

Umbraelith suddenly became silent. Her eyes seemed to be in deep contemplation. Her flawless expression, once cold, wrathful, divine shifted into something infinitely more dangerous. “…Her aura,” she whispered, barely audible.

The servants exchanged terrified glances. They all knew who their Goddess was talking about and it was a sore topic in general. Her mood plummets at the mention of…

“My sister… why is her aura here? What is she doing in this obscure world?”

Every servant dropped their gaze instantly, trying to disappear into the floor. None dared breathe. None dared shift. None dared acknowledge the name she hadn’t spoken.

“That woman…” she hissed softly, voice trembling with a venom deeper than hatred, “…should have been dead.” Umbraelith’s expression twisted, elegant and murderous.

“Why would she be here?” Her voice dripped with cold rage. “Why would she descend into this insect world? What game is she playing?”

Her fingers dug into the cosmic map. Entire star systems flickered violently under the pressure of her aura.

One bold servant whispered, trembling.”Goddess… forgive us… but could this be an illusion? A remnant? Some sort of soul wisp?”

Umbraelith shut her eyes. “No… it is faint. Fragile. Like a dying spark… but it is her.”

The servants’ hearts nearly stopped. If the other sister was still alive, then that could only mean one thing. The fight for Umbra’s legacy is not yet over.

Umbraelith’s eyes snapped open, galaxies swirling with a new, terrifying clarity. “…She is injured. Her aura is damaged. Scarred. Barely holding together.” Her lips curled upward. This was no longer rage. It was predatory joy. “So that’s why she’s hiding in that pathetic world. Recovering. Weak and alone. Hiding like a little rat in the darkness.”

Umbraelith chuckled. “Get someone to that world. Deal with the thief but do not engage my sister. She will lash out even in weakness. Just observe from a distance what that whore is doing in that obscure world.”

Umbraelith’s laughter rolled through the void. “Thanks to one insect, I was able to find another insect. I almost feel bad for the little thief. I should be rewarding him and not punishing him. But he dared to touch what is ours and for that, he needs to pay.”

Her eyes, two swirling galaxies, narrowed into slits as she studied the glowing blue-white world with renewed interest. “An obscure mortal world…” she murmured. “A playground of systems and simulations… a place barely worthy of our notice. And yet, my sister is hiding here? What is she really aiming for?”

Her smile deepened. “Fate is cruel, sister. You might have accomplished what you set out for in that godforsaken place but now that I am aware of your existence, all your schemes and plans are nothing but shadows in my palm.”

Umbraelith closed her fingers slowly, deliberately.

The cosmic map cracked. Entire miniature galaxies shattered like glass dust, collapsing inward under the pressure of her will. She didn’t even look at them, her eyes were fixed beyond the projection, toward something only she could see.

“My sister always thought herself clever,” she whispered, voice deceptively calm. “Always weaving, always plotting, always hiding in sunlit corners like a self-righteous coward.”

Veins of white light pulsed through her midnight skin.

“She escaped Father’s judgment. She escaped my purge. And now she crawls into this childish world to recuperate? To rebuild?” Umbraelith tilted her head, lips curling with icy amusement. “How cunning… and how utterly stupid.”

“She thinks no one will sense her in such a small world. She thinks she can hide from me. She thinks she is safe.”

Umbraelith’s smile went razor-thin.

“But now…”

Her hand closed around the ghost of her sister’s aura.

“…now she is mine.”