I Will Survive Till The End: Blood Extermination Academy-Chapter 52: Lights Out

Arc 2, Chapter 52 — Lights Out.

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Levon has always known that time was a fleeting illusion.

One moment he picked up the emerald pendant, and the next, he felt his worldview continue to shatter even further.

For you see... when his palms touched its green emerald, it suddenly turned into countless specs of green light, swarming around him like fireflies.

’What’s going on?’

Levon’s eyebrows jumped for only a split second after realizing he now had a pendant shaped tattoo on his right upper hand.

His belly was swarming with a thousand butterflies, and his heart was drumming chaotically in his chest.

’Another tattoo?’

His Shard tattoo was on his chest, while this new one was on his Right Palm.

Then, he heard it.... A peculiar voice emit from the now-empty pendant.

[Identity Embedded—Bloodren 10, Levon Belmont]

[Please use this Marking, to access various regions within the Order.]

[Please note that there will be countless regions that Bloodren 10s cannot access.]

’I see.’

Levon nodded,understanding that maybe, this was how Winhest and many others had control over the many doors and places scattered about this place.

It wasn’t done with technology.

Rather, it looked like magic to him... one that marks the... soul?

Levon wasn’t very sure.

In any case, this marking gave him a way in and out of places permitted for Bloodren 10s.

’So I’m officially a Bloodren 10 with limited access, huh.’

Seated in his locker, Levon chuckled with amusement.

Looking around more, they didn’t give him a map, nor did they give him information about where these regions were.

Wasn’t this like setting a trap for them to fall into?

’Hmmm... It seems I’ll have to explore on my own.’

Then again, he had to admit that it was more fun that way.

His blood was pumping, feeling that life seemed more and more meaningful than before.

Well, that’s that.

Reunited with Artilla and Shugo, the trio showcased their new tattoos, while carrying towels, toothbrushes and other essentials from their lockers.

Hey, just because they were in this place, didn’t mean they should ignore basic hygiene.

The group took what they needed and rushed to their bedrooms.

Today’s time was spent in class, and out exploring the mansion.

It was already getting late. And soon—Lights out.

Think hard.

What was the 2nd rule again?: No Bloodren must be detected to be in bed by 11 PM.

With the rules in mind, they quickly took their baths and turned in for the night.

Even without watches, a majority of them had the brains toi figure out the time... at least a rough estimation.

One must understand that despite their different personalities, they were all smart enough to get here. And those not very smart, still had the muscle and viciousness to carry them forth.

On their beds, many recognized today to be their true DAY 1.

Fufufufufu~

They chuckled heartily, realizing they hadn’t eaten at all, for the entire day.

Of course, many didnt know that out of the 153 gathered, 11 people had special privileges, like Levon with his lollipops.

These special ones didn’t complain much, padded like bellies with some snacks from their lockers. But for others, they had no choice but to roll about their beds in hunger.

First thing tomorrow, they had to look for breakfast!

Zzzzzzzzz~

Room 306 was adhering to Lights out.

Shugo was snoring in a corner, and the Game boy, Leo, was also sound asleep.

As for Levon, he too tried catching a ride on the midnight sleepy train.

However...

’Who?’

Levon’s forehead twisted and furrowed, as his eyes vigilantly scanned the room.

He heard it— the faint sounds of steady breathing.

It wasn’t coming from Shugo, nor was it coming from Leo

That noise... who is it?

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—Another Location, Far, Far Away—

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~BANG!

The weather was foul.... So foul one could feel its animosity.

What a terrible night.

An old man with a long white beard, stepped out of his vehicle at the same time when lightning casted a white-purplish hue on his figure.

The old man had a cane and a priestly garment, with the upper half of his attire red and its lower half, black.

It was raining—The kind of rain that led to awful things happening in the dark.

Old Zen held his cooked cane, walking alongside a strikingly dashing man holding an Umbrella.

He had a butler’s attire: well-fitted pants, a petticoat, black shirt and red cufflinks.

Despite not being any of Old Zen’s 7 Department Heads, he was of the same strength with these Department heads, if not stronger.

His sole purpose was to be Old Zen’s shadow.

Bottom line, wherever Old Zen goes...he goes.

He had shoulder length brown hair combed and slicked back.

~Bang!

The thunder banged once again, illuminating the grand spectacle before them.

"It’s nights like these that make the dogs restless... don’t you think, Milton."

"Indeed, Order Chief." The man holding the umbrella smiled.

What a charmer.

Milton’s eyes unhurriedly swept their surroundings from left to right... and then from right to left..

In the dark, countless shadows (like himself), were watching their every move.

"I suppose, there’s no helping it." Milton stated, his smile unfazed.

In such a place, it was normal to be watched by the Hounds lurking in every corner.

This was the Vatican, afterall. So what do you expect?

The grandeur of the Vatican was both awe-inspiring and oppressive, a testament to centuries of power, faith, and intrigue.

"It sure it’s grand, isn’t it, Milton."

"Yes, Order chief."

—-The power and authority displayed was indeed grand.

Walking through the vast corridors of St. Peter’s Basilica, the echoes of their footsteps mingled with the hushed prayers of pilgrims.

People came here to pray every day.

Thousands and thousands flocked in specific corners permitted for the public.

Some collapsed in prayer, some cried, and some knelt in silence, feeling God’s divine graces bestowed on their being.

There was rain and thundering quakes all around these pilgrims. Yet, they stayed steadfast, praying with every ounce of their bodies.

’How Pathetic.’