Rejuvenation Pt. 2

As soon as I woke up, it was exactly 6 o'clock in the nighttime. I sent myself out to go to the main town of Angeles City, which was near Nepo Mall and where you could see a lot of Muslims and the poor peasants trying to sell fake jewellery for a cheap price, as well as everything else being fake for its most guaranteed price, all over the streets, everywhere you go there has to be a lot of them around here.

That's when I went inside the bookstore to buy myself some books in case I get bored. But then, there was some young adult girl, who was drinking coffee while reading the previews of the book, thinking if it's good enough to be sold by the store.

I purposely bumped into her, but not strong enough to spill her coffee. That's when I apologised and picked up the book she dropped.

I apologised to her politely and asked for her name, pretending to be interested and to know the book. I only read her mind about what she knows about the book so far and told her all about it. And she was surprised that I knew about it, and told me she was a big fan of the author. I told her that I am a big fan as well, but didn't have much time to read most of their work.

That's when I asked her if she knows anything about the city, since I'm fairly new here. Mentioning that I've already been here before, but not so often.

That's when she told me everything I need to know about the city of Angeles here in Pampanga.

I thanked her with gratitude for what she'd informed me so far and asked her if we could get out sometime. I tried to seduce her with my vampiric charms, but it wasn't effective. Her emotions and facial expressions did not change at all.

I was thinking of making her my thrall or a zombified slave of my own that could be beneficial, that could work on what I needed to be done in the daytime.

That's when she refused, telling me she's focusing on her goals instead of 'wasting her time in relationships'. Although, the more I tried to charm her, the more she was turned off. As if she could see through me.

That's when I just acted my natural self instead, knowing myself that I shouldn't give up the fight. It is a psychological war now.

That's when she seemed to have enthralled me with no haste, and at ease. That's when I felt my heart throbbing for her. With her tall height, beautiful golden blonde hair swaying me to lure myself into her, and her beautiful eyes that were as blue as the sky that turns deep green like the Mariana Trench once the sun shines over her face.

I was fascinated by her appeal. She looked at the book, then turned to me and said, "I know what you're trying to do. But anything supernatural or magical hits on me gets deflected back to them. Just so you know.

However, I do 'kind' of like you, for your efforts in trying to enslave my mind just to be your eternal bride. Just like that one time you killed so many people at the bar. Did you really have to do that? You could have just fought that guy without having to use your full extent."

"I-…" I said, but turned speechless.

She kissed my cheek and said, "My name's Ampier, by the way. I used to go to this mythical high school with a few friends. But I'm no longer with them. They used to call me Kir."

"What happened to your friends?" I asked in a concerned manner.

"Well, the same thing happens once you graduate," she answers sighing, while she moves her bangs up her left ear, "and friends part ways just to achieve what they want in life.

How about you? How did you end up living amongst the dead?"

"I killed myself… sadly." I said shamefully.

"That's it? Well, that's just pathetic, isn't it?" she taunted me, but rather jesting without having to offend me, so she started to get slowly serious the more she spoke to me.

"I'm just kidding. Although, I do understand why people commit suicide. They do their best, but nothing's changing in their lives.

They do the same thing over and over again, anticipating different results. But when they do something different, people will think they're crazy. Because society in itself is the crazy ones for not doing something different, and you see all of them.

Doing the same thing every day, thinking as if anything's going to change for the better. But, hey! You can experiment with different things to either the worst or the best effect that could impact your life."

"How did you know that?" I asked, puzzled, "As if you read my mind?"

"Such as I said, anything that you do towards me will just deflect back to you."

"You're right. How did you even know I was… 'amongst the dead'? Are you also one of my kind?"

"Partially, I'm a werewolf, vampire, and angel hybrid."

"That sounds like a cringe-worthy OC you made up in Gacha Life. But who am I to judge? I killed myself because I was depressed, if that isn't pathetic enough by itself."

"Love, I understand why you did that. Sometimes, pain can be just unbearable enough to the fact that, you know, life isn't worth it anymore. It's over. It's too late, the co-point beyond of no return."

"Abandon All Hope Ye Who Enter Here."

"Exactly, life is just basically hell on earth, really."

"Indeed so, I agree."

"If you're looking for thralls that will do your daytime work, you can go find a lawyer. I'll give you his number. His name is Alexander Gonzalez. You can just call him Mr Gon for short. Here." she gave me a business card, "Don't worry, it's easy to dominate his mind, he's a real estate lawyer. And also the jack of all trades in general.

He passed multiple college courses and he could absolutely do anything to get a lot of money. But he's no thrall yet. Get him before any other vampires will."

"Thanks! Cheers, love." I thanked, "But where can I find you when I want to talk to you again?"

"Fate will decide. Farewell." she ends the conversation by covering my eyes with her hand and as soon as I took the hand off, she just disappeared out of thin air. As if she's never been here in the first place.

Then, I dialled the real estate lawyer, Mr Gon.