4 Five Years Later (1/2)

Standing in front of a full-length mirror, I twist my body to the left and to the right, as I look at myself in the mirror. A petite little girl looks back at me, my hair was long, it's a inky black with a slight wave to it. A smattering of freckles run over my cheeks and across my nose.

My delicate round and mismatched golden and green eyes stare back at me. It was an odd sensation to look at myself, it was a strange contrast. I'd defiantly lucked out on the genetic gene pool; both of my parents are something out of a modeling catalog.

It looks like they'd passed that onto me.

Smiling, I run my hand down the front of my dress, it was simple and a deep black, it flares at the bottom and has a tight bodice fit around my upper body. A pair of polished short black boots graced my feet, a jade necklace hung around my neck, a silver medallion hanging from the jade strand.

Embedded onto the silver was the Silver Lion of Fate. It was the family sacred animal. Each of the noble Vampire families had an animal that represented their family and traditions. Our was the Lion of Fate.

Sighing to myself, I pressed a hand to my chest, I was indeed still flat as a board. It was hard to be a woman, in the body of a child. Although, being able to now move was a huge perk, I was thrilled to not be a baby anymore.

However, being a small child was not only a small step up. It was indeed a step in the right direction. Mobility was all I could ask for at this rate.

”Young Miss, you look beautiful,” Herma, my maid, gushed as she claps her hands together.

She was the closet maid to me at the moment, there were a few others in the room, but they all kept their distance from me. Herma was the only one that was close enough to pat my head. She'd been with me since I was about two, she was the only one that my Mother would allow near me.

Her sky-blue hair was curled into a bunch of curls. Her eyes were almost always closed, but it never seemed to impair her, she was always smiling. I'd never seen her in anything but a smile.

I'd quickly taken a liking to Herma, she was just a kind soul, some of the other maids and butlers had their own motives to be by my side. Not that all the other maids and butlers weren't likable, but I knew that she was the best maid ever.

Which had quickly resulted in her being the head maid, underneath of her are the three other maids that are assigned to care for my every need.

That was a thing that I had to adjust to, I'd never in my old life gotten this must treatment. Or this much care, by someone or by my Mother and Father.

Turning away from the mirror, I brush a hand down my face and walk towards the door. The maid closet to the door opens it and I head out of the room.

Today was a special day, I had to attend a ceremony for five-year old's. It was something that no matter what race you were as a child you had to attend and head to the pantheon of the gods. This was a way of not showing favoritism to one God or Goddess.

Rubbing my hand over my face, I keep heading down the hallways. The halls were decorated with paintings. Looking over out the window, I glance up at the ash-covered sky, there was no sunlight in the area that my family lived in.

Glancing behind me, I look at Herma, she was smiling and keeping pace with me.

”Herma, how was your ceremony?” I ask her, as we round the corner and head towards the main stairway.

”It was amazing Young Miss, there were so many people and different races, I'd never even seen before. The priestess that unlocked my life page was beautiful, otherworldly, she was a Priestess of our Goddess Muehia,” she spoke with a slight twinkle in her eyes as she looks off into the distance.

Her reassurance was nice, but it didn't do anything to cover up the uneasiness that I felt in the moment. The God of Life had said that he'd given me three skills to help with my transition into this world, I was quite excited to see what I would get.

That in itself was enough to make my stomach knot a little bit. Then there was the whole bit about me being a reincarnated person!

It turns out that there weren't that many reincarnated people, the few that were reincarnated were either monster that had turned out super strong. Or they'd been prosecuted by their perspective race, it seems that the Vampire's hadn't had any Reincarnated individuals.

They were already a pretty strong race considering the others, my father had told me that the humans in this world had once killed a reincarnated being. It was a sad day, considering that the humans in this world didn't care for the other races.

Either out of some sort of delusional belief that they'd been the chosen race or maybe it was the delusions that their Goddess had instilled in them. The humans were the creatures created by the War Goddess Lotasia, she was a mad Goddess as some called her.

Apparently long ago she found that her own creations had come to lack in physical aspect towards the other races, although, her creations were able to flourish in terms of population growth. They weren't as advanced as the Dragons, nor had the longevity of the Vampires.

Leading her to do some pretty dramatic measures, she'd started to experiment on her creations. Turning some of them into grotesque monster-like creatures, losing all sense of reasoning and thought.

Which resulted in the other races to step in and to slaughter these abominations that had been created by the War Goddess, but that was just what she wanted to happen in the end. With the slaughter of their brethren the other humans, began to rise up and seek to advance themselves, although it wasn't as fast as the other creatures, they were masters of another form of combat...war.

Perfectly fitting of their creator's ideas. The humans refused to work with other races to get to the bottom of the world dungeon, instead, the humans seek to carve out more land for their expansion.

Of course, there are always exceptions, some humans indeed were friendly with the other races. Although, outcasted by their own brethren they are accepted by the other races with open arms, for the most part.

Within my mother's city, there are very few humans, because it was on the outskirts of almost all territories. We sit on the frontier land; my mother's city was the last conquered dungeon tower for hundreds of miles. Plus, we're are at the edge of the Vampire Clan's borders.

I'd have to thank that air-headed God of Life; he'd given me a pretty laid-back life. With the infinite life span of the Vampires, I had all the time in the world. My Mother and Father are living proof of that, this year was actually my father's three thousandth birthday.

My Mother was slightly younger than my father, weighing in at only two thousand and seven hundred and four. I was excited for my Father's birthday my three other Brothers were coming home to visit.

They'd all been pretty busy, resulting in them not being back home for my birth, but that was fine. I was too small to do anything other than to have them treat me like a child, but now at five, I was able to walk around and do things for myself for the most part.

They were coming back though; I felt a little nervous at the idea of meeting them for the first time. I'd never had family reunions in my previous life, it had always just been me by myself.

Lost in thought, I didn't notice my father creeping up behind me, until it was too late.

”Hol! My darling little girl!” My father's loud voice sent me jumping as he quickly picked me up and twirled me around. I couldn't help the small yelp that left my mouth.

I could see Herma laughing quietly to herself to the side, I felt a crimson blush crawl up the side of my face.

After twirling me, he places me down and I turn to look at my Father. He's dressed in a black suit, with a golden undershirt and a neckless almost identical to my own around his neck. Every time I saw my father I was always in a bit of awe.

”Father!” I couldn't help but yell at him.