The Purge of Shalltear, Cleansing the Citizens

I stepped out of the shadows of a nearby alleyway, Kaijin behind me and free of Shalltear's influence. The vampire herself was looking at me in utter incredulity and disgust, as if I were an allergy that could infect her in some way. Milim stepped closer, her predatorial draconic instincts screaming out into her aura for the devouring of the 'prey' before her.

Shalltear's limbs slowly mended, countless little popping sounds and crackles unfurling within the alley as blood slowly crawled its way up from the dusty, dirty ground into her orifices. The sight would make most quiver or shake in disgust, revulsion even, but I was too experienced and Milim too bloodthirsty. She looked around shakily, her eyes tracing every nook and cranny, attempting to no doubt find a way to escape. I was weary of her actions though, as I knew that she could morph into a household of bats or even summon familiars.

Kaijin noticed my focus and quickly ducked away, his hands reaching out with magic, as if to communicate with someone. At this moment Shalltear decided on an action plan, her form melding into that of a wolf, an ability which was definitely not in her past skill set. Worries for the future would have to wait however as she then summoned several bloodhounds, the forms being made of viscous blood of blacks and crimsons. The monstrous constructs of blood leapt out at Milim, taking up her time for even a split second as Shalltear tried to claw up the side of a brick building.

Catching her attempt I instantly cast my Missiles of Chaos, the darts chasing after her in a flurry of unique and unpredictable angles. Some darts were blue and red, others a mix of numerous colours that swirled with different forms and amalgams of magicules. Some were completely black and had a white afterglow as they sped. It was an eclectic mix of, funnily enough, chaos. In panic she ran, her limbs, being those of a wolves, pattered and scraped with precision on the side of the building. My missiles chased after her with dedication only seen on certain magics, weaving in and out of drying clothes and through gaps between buildings. In the meantime I ran at a speed faster than Mach 5 arriving at the top in literal seconds as she barely emerged at the lip of the roof. Wind billowed behind me as physics caught up to my movements, the missiles twirling upwards and spinning in mid-air before catapulting downwards at the back of Shalltear's wolf form. Dust exploded up from the blast of pressurised air following the darts of energy. Fire burnt the air and lightning crackled with such a density that you could almost taste the Ozone on the wind. Mini explosions of ice and lava spewed onto the lips of the roof, marring the previously perfect construction of the building. Rays of sunlight and repeating effects hit Shalltear all at once, her wolf form falling in a matter of seconds as she 'howled' in pain within her human form. Her dress was torn and burnt, frozen and singed. Her once perfect appearance falling into decline to match her vampiric nature of immortality, agelessness.

"Ughhh! BITCH!" A blood red aura burst out towards me, threatening to buffet me in numerous magical spears. Then from seemingly nowhere Milim grasped her throat, the extended draconic nails on her fingers piercing into the windpipe of the vampiric Shalltear.

"Don't dirty my wife with your disgusting drivel, whore." Releasing Milim from the clutch, mercy was not given, Milim's fists being clenched and tightened to the point of whiteness. Then with a restrained grunt of exertion her fists dug into the body of Shalltear, the force being directed up into the sky to avoid damage. An explosion of blood and viscera lathered the entire area as Shalltear exploded into a cloud of misted blood, her soul almost visible to those with my eyes.

Seeing her soul I couldn't hold back in offering it to my own power, especially considering the pains she had caused me and the discord she had wrought throughout our nation. The effects of her interference were not yet fully understood but you better be sure that this will not happen in future. Milim landed from her upwards strike with grace, turning to me with a large smile on her face, blood smattering the entirety of her visage.

"That was fun! We should do that some more!" I simply sighed in frustrated happiness at Milim's enjoyment. Her expression was half way between giddy and 'best date ever!'. I couldn't even fault her for it because Shalltear was small fry for her at the best of times, let alone when I had chased her down and cornered her. Speaking on Shalltear, her body was no more, her physical form utterly obliterated with her soul slowly fading away.

'Rip-off, sacrifice her soul to my ascension.'

|Confirming… Do you wish to consume the soul of the Undead Vampire Shalltear Bloodfallen?|

'Yes!'

|Understood, commencing devouring.| The fragments of soul that I could see were suddenly scooped out of thin-air disappearing instantly as in its place was a black void for a few moments, which soon switched out to normal space. Under my Status Sheet there was a change in the status of the mission.

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|Steps to become Demon Lord: 

Demon Lord Seed: Completed

Procurement of Souls: Incomplete- 10,000 - 1,000,000 Required (1/1,000,000)

Harvest Festival: Incomplete- Unattainable until all Requirements are filled|

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The change was small, but Rome was not built in a day and my opportunity would come soon. Blood from Shalltear slowly began to burn into ash, the alleyway filling with vile acrid ash and soot. The smell of it was terrible, equal to smelling rotting food within a fridge or the putrid stench of a forgotten sewer left in an unclean state. Grasping my nose a little I moved closer to Milim, my magic cleaning her as I also used it to flush the ash upwards into the winds above the city, propelling it further away with a small use of a tornado spell directed away from the city horizontally.

"Silviana-san!" Benimaru's voice shouted out loudly below, our current height being two stories above him and his soldiers. The entire alley has been cordoned off with several troops and Hakuro coming to help. Descending with Milim I looked over the whole force, many troops having red blood glows slowly dissipating from them, clarity coming over them. It was such a massive thing that the soldiers instantly knelt at once, all of them bowing their heads deeply in seiza.

"WE APOLOGISE SILVIANA-SAMA!" Benimaru looked at the troops in confusion before I landed and softly moved over to the leader of the soldiers, a officer by the name of Tatsuke. Placing a hand on his shoulder he raised his head, looking extremely apologetic.

"Don't worry. You were under the influence of a Vampire, which I just killed. Do not take it as a personal dishonour or shame, Kaijin himself was close to becoming conquered by the monster. So please, all of you, stand honourably to protect our people from threats such as these. He nodded deeply, bowing once more before standing making a small 'hah-ing' sound that made the rest stand up.

"Can someone explain this situation to me…?"

…

Later in the day the entire town was summoned to the central square where they were cleansed from the magic of Shalltear. Many people instantly began to shout my name and apologise profusely. This was the Tempest I knew, they were super excited, thrilled to have a moment to celebrate and a person to protect them and lead them. In the anime Rimuru had enjoyed the majority of this but now I was, and it was kind of intoxicating in a way.

Shuna had appeared beside me with her lovely smile adorning the rosy-red cheeks that looked like poppies budding. Her eyes were a cute pink that shone amidst the afternoon oranges and purples of the sky, the sun slowly dipping beneath the skyline as the entire population began to celebrate, some proposing that this day should be a public holiday in future. I didn't know about that but the food sure was good.

Benimaru was still hanging out with the Dragonewt from before, the woman giggling to one of his jokes as the men around him rolled their eyes, the women joining in with his partner. Hakuro was stuck with his two women whilst Kurobe was sitting with a Goblin woman who was rather voluptuous but also had some serious scars around her face. It was all super cute to witness. My wives stepped up beside me, drinks in their hands and smiles on their faces. Milim was getting tipsy, me having to scoop her to my side to avoid her falling over or acting too chaotic.

"WHEEW! This party is fun!" Gobta shouted out in the middle of the party, the rest of the city-wide crowd shouting out in agreement as copious amounts of food and drink were distributed to everyone involved.

Meanwhile, Rimuru was rapidly moving through the forest on the way to Dwargon, a piece of Jerky hanging from his mouth as Shion hugged him from behind as they rode on top of Ranga.

"I wish I was back in Tempest, its much more comfortable there…"

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