The void.
The dark, endless and silent void.My senses were like butter melting in the sun. It was horrible. As much I wanted to move I, couldn't. It was truly hell for me. Then the unexpected happened. I saw a blinding light despite my lack of eyesight in the void.
I reached out for the light. As I got closer, my senses slowly returned. For a moment I thought I was saved. Then...
I found myself surrounded by the white walls of a hospital. I tried to move but I couldn't control my body. I found myself in the body of an infant.
And then I saw him. My twin, Yokestu Eryndale.
Even in his smallness, in his tiny body that mirrored my own, he and I had something similar.Awareness, beyond what a newborn should have. A quiet force, sharp and dangerous. Panic fluttered in me. I did not understand it yet. Something was wrong.
I tried to calm myself. I focused inward. I reminded myself that I was an infant, fragile and new. I had been reincarnated.
I turned my head slightly. His hair was blue with a streak of red. His eyes were open, unblinking, watching. Even in the cradle, he radiated something unfamiliar, something I could feel more than see. A chill ran through me, though I did not understand why.
The door opened. Soft steps. Warm hands reached toward me, and light spilled across the room like sunlight through a window.
Our mother.
She lifted me first. Her hands were gentle, precise, and her voice hummed a tune I could not comprehend. I should have felt safe. I did not.
Then she lifted him.
His expression shifted. His tiny eyes closed briefly as though hiding something. Even at this size, he seemed aware. Curious. Calculating. A storm in miniature form.
Hours passed. I stopped trying to move.
The silence in the room wrapped around me, heavy and slow, pressing on every corner.
Then voices. Whispers, faint, coming from outside the nursery.
The maids spoke in hushed tones.
"Those are the heirs of the Eryndale household, aren't they?" The first whispered.
"Yeah. From what I've heard they are very quiet." The second replied.
"I know right, it's very strange." said the first.
"Yeah. I don't think they are normal, even if they are vampires." The third added.
Their whispers instantly died for as our mother, Lithia, had appeared before them. And she looked very pissed.
"What nasty things did you say about my babies. Luna, Sirus, and Neva?" she demanded, her voice sharp.
"No-no-nothing m-ma-ma'am" Luna said
"To the Dungeon now!!"
"Th-th-th-the dungeon!!!" The 3 maids said synchronously, with obvious fear in their voices. They're bodies froze, their hearts beating out of their chests, the air thickened and became more dense
"WE ARE SORRY!!!!" They plead as Lithia ruthlessly dragged them to the torture room in the Dungeon.
We heard the continuous screams of the maids accompanied by the sounds deadly machines in the background. Whatever was happening in there was something I, pesonally didn't want to experience.
'Scary' Yokestu might have thought.
'My condolences.' I thought.
Then as the sun set, moonlight began filtering through curtains, painting shadows across the walls. The silence became almost tangible.
'Wow. It got quiet fast. I really do hope they are ok.' I said
I saw Yokestu trying to move his body with a purpose in mind, but to no avail. For his body is still one of a newborn infant. Unfortunately didn't have a clue what he was trying to accomplish for him to waste all his energy on movement.
'Is thinking about being born into nobility . Was it about the weight of his responsibilities as the heir to the Eryndale's. Or maybe it might be a system.' these thoughts loomed over my mind as I saw a frown on his face for some odd reason.
Then something clicked.
'A system! Of course… Hikaru always loved novels like that.'
The thought surfaced so suddenly it caught me off guard. My gaze drifted toward Yokestu again. He was still struggling slightly, his tiny limbs moving with determination despite how little control he actually had. For some reason, watching him like that stirred something deep in my chest.
Hikaru used to talk about stories like this all the time.
Reincarnation, systems, strange new worlds where power could be measured and grown.
He would ramble endlessly about the abilities he would pick, the strategies he would use, the ridiculous ways he would break the rules of the world if he ever got the chance.
A faint pain spread through out my body.
'where is he now… if he is alive somewhere… if he had also been given a second chance like this.'
A single tear formed at the corner of my eye before I even realized it.
Memories of my past flooded my brain. The laughter, long conversations, the easy warmth of a friendship that had felt unbreakable. Back then those moments had seemed ordinary. Now they felt painfully distant, like after images from another lifetime.
More tears followed, sliding slowly down the side of my face.
My tiny infant body trembled weakly with emotions it could barely contain.
I couldn't call his name.
I couldn't ask if he was alright.
I couldn't even tell him that this strange, impossible world actually existed.
All I could do was lie there and cry quietly, mourning someone who might never know this miracle had happened.
After a long moment, I forced myself to breathe slowly and steady my thoughts.
If Hikaru were here… he would have told me not to waste the opportunity.
He would have told me to figure out how the system worked.
A small spark of determination lit a candle through the sadness.
'System,' I thought.
The word formed clearly in my mind as I focused on the possibility.
And then, a faint blue light shimmered before me.Slowly, it solidified into a translucent panel hovering above my crib, symbols and numbers glowing with an almost sentient clarity. The System… was real.
I stared at it. I had neither skills nor abilities.
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Name: Hiyori Eryndale
Gender: Female
Race: True Vampire
Age: 0
Rank: N/A
Status: Nascent
Core Parameters:
Affinity: N/A
Vitality: -H
Mana: N/A
Strength: -H
Agility: -H
Endurance: -H
Intelligence: -G
Charm: -G
Willpower: -F
Rejuvenation: -F
Bloodline: LOCKED
Bloodline Mastery: 0%
Bloodline Skills: N/A
Weapon Mastery: 0%
Weapon Skills: N/A
Skills:
Passive Skills: N/A
Active Skills: N/A
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I blinked slowly at the floating display, my vision still slightly blurred from the tears that had just stopped falling. The translucent panel hovered above my crib.
My skills section was empty.
Tiny fingers clenched weakly around the soft fabric of my blanket as I stared at some of the blank spaces on the screen. A strange mixture of curiosity, fear, and fragile excitement stirred within my mind.
'Its actually exist'
And somehow, that single fact made this overwhelming new life feel a little less uncertain.
Beside me, I could still see him.
Even without looking, his presence lingered like a quiet storm waiting beyond the horizon. We said nothing, yet a faint awareness seemed to pass between us.
Whatever this world demanded from us… we would face it.
Together.
Moonlight stretched across the nursery walls, shadows shifting slowly as time passed. In that quiet stillness, a thought settled firmly within me.
This world has rules… and I intend to learn them.
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A/N: Thank you for actually waiting for the 3rd chapter of Yokestu's Odyssey. And for you people who didn't realize this, this chapter continued the story from Hiyori's Point Of View.I was able to make time today as promised. And I might be able to post tomorrow and on Monday. Maybe Wednesday. I don't know. I guess we will see what happens. See you on the next chapter. :)