442 Another Start, The Birth of New Blood Demons and the Awaited Awakening (2/2)

Mark asked with a smile as he patted the cute girls' heads.

”Papa, play with us.”

Mark was mistaken, they were not tired of playing, they just wanted to play together with him.

To that, Mark agreed. He was almost done sorting the crystals anyway and could just continue it later. Rather than focusing on his work, it was good to spend more time with his new family. It was something that he had longed when he was living alone. Now that these girls were here, he would cherish them even if he needed to sacrifice himself.

If something irreversible happened to them...

”This world should stop to exist.”

”Gege, did you say something?”

Mei asked as she heard Mark mumbling.

”No, its nothing.”

Mark smiled.

And thus, Mark time with the girls.

***

Night came and one of the most important nights since the base was built.

Mei and Abbygale...

Would finally become Mark's kin as Blood Demons.

Of course, no one knew aside from a few selected people.

Why did several days passed before it happened? Mark had to ask Pefile and Amihan what they knew about the ritual to turn other beings to his kin. Unfortunately, they knew too little.

Unexpectedly, both Terremillio and Felenia knew something despite not realizing that Mark was a Blood Demon and the Spirit Tree was the Night Everred Tree. It seemed that although they did not know about the actual appearance, they knew some knowledge about Blood Demons and their Rituals.

It became suspicious as to how the two knew some ancient knowledge. However, that did not matter right now.

Now, there as only Mark, Mei, and the three little girls in the bedroom.

Mei and Abbygale were lying on the bed beside each other. Both were calm and was still smiling.

”Are you two ready?”

Mark said which made the two nod.

He then closed his eyes and stimulated his blood. As the ritual started, Iola brought Miracle to a corner to watch.

Mark's two pair of wings then opened up glowing red. Veins on his body started to glow brightly along with his eyes. His horns grew once more and his fangs were the same. The only thing he controlled was the growth of his hair as having it too long was rather inconvenient. It was also unnecessary as it served nothing but aesthetics. Nevertheless, it was also confusing why it had to grow when he was losing himself.

To that ritual, there was no need for lengthy chant or magic circles. Mark only needed to concentrate on his Demonic Blood and let two drops of pure blood to come out.

From the tips of his two index fingers on both hands, a drop of glowing blood started to congeal. Seeing that, Mei and Abbygale closed their eyes and opened their mouths.

They then felt a drop of liquid land on their tongues.

Strange enough, it did not taste metallic. Rather, it tasted something sweet and addicting.

Unlike normal drops of liquid, however, the drop of blood entered their throats without needing to swallow it voluntarily.

The two felt their bodies getting hot. In fact, their skin was turning a bit red.

Then, they both passed out.

Mark knew... They were starting to adapt to the blood he gave them. As the only things needed to two was to wait, he retracted his wings, fangs, and horns and sat by the heads of Mei and Abbygale.

With a milky glow on his hands, he touched their foreheads. In the least, they would make the two feel relaxed a bit.

Miracle then jumped unto his lap while Iola sat beside him. Sure enough, the two girls were happy that their Mama and Sister were going to become one of them.

While Mei and Abbygale were turning into Blood Demons, the normal reaction of the Night Everred Tree to the ritual happened. Only a few noticed that the leaves of the tree glowed brighter while many of the red wisps it had around it started to fly towards the room where Mei and Abbygale were in.

Seeing the lights being absorbed by Mei and Abbygale, Mark knew that it was going smoothly. Glowing veins also started to appear on the bodies of the two starting from their hearts and was spreading across.

And then...

Mark felt something...

Not only him...

Each of the people carrying the blood of a Blood Demon and the folklore creatures in his base felt it.

The Night Everred Spirit Tree...

Had finally awakened.