Chapter 122 - Vampire vs. Cruxius
’Punny humans.’ While moving through the corridor, the man with his crimson gaze, sharp and deep as if made out of blood, looked around the hallway.
His clear amusement at seeing this mortal place decorated like all the riches of the world made him feel how small humans were for sticking to mortal things that would vanish just like them.
And of course, vampires themselves were rich, especially the world’s top ten richest individuals who were all from vampire heritage, though hidden from public records.
They held the riches accumulated throughout thousands of years, yet covered by a hidden veil.
Even before this mutation started and the appearance of superheroes filled this world, they—the ones possessing so much power that was illogical to humans—existed. Yet, the arrival of the new ones created a balance.
A balance that vampires never wanted, making them clearly stand on the edge, though not completely threatened due to their grip on humanity being too deep to even manipulate things in a way creating a web where they watched humans possessing superpowers, fighting each other while unaware of another existence.
"So I am late."
Pulling the man from his thoughts was a voice, causing him to look towards the front hallway where a single man was moving towards him in the same arrogant posture he was in—hands casually tucked in his pocket.
It was Cruxius, entering the hallway—his steps unhurried, the casual sharpness of his presence slicing through the silence like a paper cut.
His eyes, cold and unreadable, landed on the man ahead.
The vampire halted.