My Vampire

“You’re really starting to say that now. I loved you boys. It’s true. I just hate Romeo."

Inside the church, a familiar aura appeared in front of us as we were lying on the ground.

*This is*….

“You're getting beaten up spectacularly again, my sons. Pathetic.”

There he was, my father, whom I had not seen in a long time.

“If you want the title of chief so badly, I’ll give it to you. The title was just an afterthought that came with her. I loved Marie, and that’s that! There’s no one like her! You know that better than anyone. Humph! It must have been frustrating. When she confessed her love to me, It was like I was soaring.”

Father's face was radiant.

“I’m not the leader type anyway, so I’ll give it up just fine. But not to you Tyler. You were going to endanger other species as well. I can’t give the chieftaincy to someone like that. We’re not supposed to be out in the open. Coexistence with humans. That’s what Marie always said. I will not let misfortune to befall all who live and breathe on this earth. Tyler, you’ve gone too far.”

“How can you say that when you have done nothing!” Uncle Tyler raised his voice.

“It’s not that I didn’t do anything. I’ve met the races you drove away. I apologized. Like I said before, you went too far. It is your fault that we vampires have become the bad guys! Do you understand that?”

My father spoke without raising his voice.

“Let the other races perish! I will be the king of this world!”

My uncle’s face looked like a sculpted devil as he spoke.

“If you want it, you can take it. But even if you become chief, no one will follow you. I don’t think I’m the right person to be chief, either. There were many followers of Marie. When I was nominated, no one objected to me, the person she loved. They welcomed me with open arms. You’ll never understand why.”

‘*What is my uncle doing*?'

I made a face like that.

“It’s your ideology. You think only of yourself. There are many creatures living in this world, but you don’t think about them. … Marie had always been pained by that.”

“……Shut up, shut up, shut up!”

My uncle shouted loudly.

“Marie… Marie… Marie… Everyone praises Marie. I never liked that. Not only that. She was my precious sister. The thought that she loved…you… and she said that… It made my blood boil! You don't suit her!”

My uncle glared at my father.

“Really, let’s do this you siscon bastard!”

The two glared at each other.

‘*Was that so? My uncle was a siscon……. He must have been frustrated that my father took her from him. If you would rather give her up than to someone else…　Aren't those thoughts distorted? I still don’t understand. Why don’t you wish for the happiness of your loved ones*…’"