Progenitor Vampire: I Have Many Skills!

Chapter 446 Strange twins

In a large, beautiful, noble, and elegant-looking mansion, two identical people were gathered, facing each other, playing a strange chess game.

When one moved a piece, the other moved exactly the same in a matter of milliseconds. It was as if they were connected.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

After more than 30 minutes in a strange game, one stopped and looked up.

"All four masks are dead." He said, and the other nodded.

"How strange."

Their voices and faces were identical.

"What happened?" one of them asked. The one before him did not answer; instead, a man appeared in the shadows.

"Lords, I don't know. I was watching them from afar, and suddenly they disappeared."

That made them both frown. "Are there infiltrators?"

"Yes, Lord. But I can't keep up with them. They're a little strange, maybe a little too powerful."

"Oh, that's interesting. Stand down."

As the twins took turns speaking, the man retreated and disappeared into the darkness again.

"What do you think?"

"It should be that guy. He's the only one capable of infiltrating this place like that."

"You're right, Brother L-Ji."

"What do you think, Brother L-Je?"

"I think he brought the Gatevoyager."

They are twins, and their physical proves it, but the reality is that they are not from the same parents.

In fact, their parents are so opposite that they may as well be strangers.

L-Ji, he is human. He was born to a human woman and a vampire man, both unknown.

While L-Je is a vampire in his own right, he was born to a female vampire and a human male, both unknown.

Even they don't know who their parents are, but from birth, they were both born with an identical soul and identical appearance. They are also connected through the soul; they can feel each other no matter where they are. They are a strange duo. Perhaps it is some mutation or a strange twist of fate.

But having no parents, most of their lives were spent in misery. They belonged to the lowest, of the lowest, within the lowest City in the world. Moreover, because they were so strange, everyone hated them, so they went through innumerable hardships and misfortunes.

Throughout their childhood, neither of them had a home to be in or anything to play with. If they were alive, perhaps it could be considered a miracle because somehow, in that shitty town, a vampire-human had compassion in his heart and took them in when they were already five years old.

But this man was not normal; he was a fugitive from somewhere in the world. Through Alchemy, he had been transformed into a vampire-human with the appearance of a beast. It was he who taught them to eat the flesh of any living being, and what they got most was the flesh of those who died daily in that City of Madness.

As they reminisced about the past after being eating the vampire flesh, they both smiled and spoke. "I wonder what father would think of this meat. It tastes better than the meat we used to eat."

"Maybe he would be ingratiated. He loved the flesh of high-level vampires.

"Sigh, damn you, Allen." One suddenly blurted out, causing the other to glare at him.

"Don't say bad words; father will scold you. But soon, the Allens will pay for their sin. It would be great to find a way to keep Gray Allen in here, never to return."

"Maybe we should move this time if we want to fulfill that dream."

"Right, let's eat for now."

The hatred they carried for the Allens was tremendous, and it was evident from their words. And that made a lot of sense.

The father they were talking about was that vampire-human who had been turned into a beast; he, at some point, had been enslaved by powerful people, the same ones who turned him into a beast.

They are both here precisely because they found the culprit: the Allen Clan.