The Extra Wants Control

I stared at her, mesmerized by the way the crimson glow of her eyes seemed to pierce through my skull. A strange urge, a compulsion I couldn\'t resist, bubbled up inside me. Before I could even process the thought, the words tumbled out of my mouth, "I died and got reincarnated here."

The surprise that flickered across the woman\'s face was fleeting. It was replaced by a smirk that sent a cold dread slithering down my back. "Reincarnated..." she mused, drawing out the word. "No, it\'s more like you returned to your rightful place."

Her gaze narrowed, and the red in her eyes seemed to intensify. "Your other half of a soul, I presume, has dried up. Meaning wherever you were, it was a place devoid of mana, a barren wasteland that could not sustain it. Born here, but cursed with a split soul... interesting."

A shiver racked my body. My voice, when I finally found it, trembled. "Curse? What do you mean?"

She ignored my question, continuing with a detached amusement. "Who you were in that past life matters little to me. Even if your other half spent its days in a world devoid of magic,now, it will be equalized. Your experiences, both as that person and this boy, will be merged. Similar qualities will be amplified.

Contrasting ones will eventually cancel each other out, leaving behind a single, unified self."

Her words painted a terrifying picture. This merging, this erasure of who I was, felt like a weird. Will I become something different? Whose qualities will dominate \'Rei\' or \'Raven\'? Rei\'s soul is weak compared to Raven\'s whose soul was nourished by mana of this world however minimal. There is also the fact Rei has more experience as he lived 18 years longer.

Wait so then who am I currently Rei or Raven? All this was so confusing.

"This process," the woman continued, her voice devoid of any empathy, "won\'t happen overnight. You have time to adjust, for your \'true self\' to emmerge. But make no mistake, the merging is inevitable."

The weight of her words settled on my shoulders like a mountain.

" Anyway lets talk why I bought you here... my son"

The air in the cavern thrummed with a newfound silence, while a new wave of confusion hit me. The woman, who moments ago loomed over me like a storm cloud, was now perched on sitting on her ice three, her posture relaxed. Her amusement flickered.

"I understand your confusion, little one," she said, her voice losing its earlier edge and taking on a honeyed warmth. "It\'s not every day you meet your... soul progenitor, shall we say?"

I stared at her, the word snagging in my mind. Progenitor? Like a plant or an animal? Did souls have lineages?

"Think of it like a family tree," she continued, a knowing smile playing on her lips. "But instead of genes, it\'s essence. No two souls are the same, each is unique, but here you are, both halves of your soul contain a similar structural component to mine. Same as how a child only inherits the eyes of his mother, with everything other external feature different.

Think of me as your mother not on the biological sense, no, as you are human and I\'m something far superior... but on the soul sense." she explained, her voice softer now.

" You may know this that this world shapes individuals from their very soul. Poor quality soul is equal to a weak pontential. And you child have a characteristic in your soul that is similar to mine however small it is, meaning you have pontential to grow close to as strong as me or even stronger than me."She said her smile getting wider. She was excited.

"So, here\'s how it\'ll be," she appeared directly in front of me, held my chin up making me look at her glowing eyes which bore into mine. "I will take you as my son, my heir, my disciple. You will be molded, honed into the strongest predator in this world, or any world, has ever seen. The prince of the night"

Her smile was a predator baring its teeth, devoid of warmth. "You will learn to harness the power within you, to tap into the very essence that binds us. And make no mistake, child, this is not a choice or a request."

A tendril of dark energy pulsed from her outstretched hand, crackling with a malevolent light. It hung before my face, a silent threat.

"You will not refuse," she declared, her voice a booming thunder and her eyes growing darker."You. Will. Be. Mine. Only. Mine."

The pressure in the cavern intensified, threatening to crush me under its weight. The echo of her words bounced off the walls. And in that moment, I knew one thing with absolute certainty: my life had changed forever. AGAIN!

The woman stood across from me, her ageless face etched with a curious blend of purpose and compassion. Moonlight streamed through a high window, illuminating the dark circles under her eyes, hinting at the weight of centuries.

"You are weak," she stated, her voice a low rumble that resonated through the chamber. It wasn\'t a judgment, but a simple fact.

"But not for long," she continued, a hint of a smile gracing her lips. "I will make you strong. Strong enough to bear the gift."

"Yes gift.To become my kin, my son, my heir. Not just in the soul sense, but a blood tie, a bond forged for eternity."

"You will die if I inject you with my blood now," she explained, her gaze steady. "It\'s too potent for your current state. First, you need to be prepared. Training begins tomorrow night."

She knelt before me, her gaze piercing through my fear. "Rest. Regain your strength. Tomorrow night, your training begins. It will be arduous, but if you have the will, you can become something extraordinary. Not just my son, but a vampire of unparalleled power.

Above all but below one."

With a final, lingering look, she turned and swept towards the heavy oak door. It creaked open with a groan, revealing a sliver of inky blackness. As she disappeared into the night, I was left alone with the flickering candle and the thundering beat of my own heart. The promise of power to change my life forever.

I closed my eyes, exhaustion finally claiming me, but even in sleep, the woman\'s words echoed, a promise and a challenge rolled into one.