I Become A Mob Character In A Novel

[Samael Ashwood's POV]

Raven's words hung heavy in the air, the enormity of the situation sinking in. A merging of planes would be catastrophic, potentially unleashing untold horrors upon the world.

"Is he dumb-ass, who the heck does he think he is? Because even if is successful tries to merge the planes. there will be more chaos than he can handle unless..." Then like a puzzle piece, it clicked to me. "Unless he wanted it to be unleashed. He must be trying to harness the chaos, the energy from the collision of realms, for some dark purpose. But why?

What's his endgame?"

Raven closed her eyes, a deep weariness settling over her features. "Power. Control. The cult believes that by merging the planes, they can ascend to godhood, and become rulers of both realms. It's a twisted belief, but they are fanatical. The Elder is...

ruthless and will stop at nothing to achieve his goal."

"How much time do we have before the cult's plan reaches a critical point?" I asked, urgency creeping into my voice.

"On the last day of a leap year, which means Three years and ten months to be precise," Raven replied, her voice weak but filled with determination. "But their preparations are extensive. They'll need to perform numerous smaller rituals to gather the necessary power and weaken the barriers between the planes."

I absorbed her words, feeling a mix of relief and urgency. We had some time, but not much. This was a monumental task, and it was clear that the cult's activities were widespread and deeply entrenched.

"We need to gather allies," I said, my mind racing. "People who can help us stop them. This isn't something we can handle alone."

Raven nodded, her eyes showing a glimmer of hope. "Yes, there are others who oppose the cult. We just need to find them and convince them to join us."

I helped her sit up, supporting her as best I could. "For now, we need to get you out of here. My home is just... outside this forest, let's go."

Raven's eyes widened in surprise and then softened with gratitude. "Thank you, Samael," she whispered, her voice barely audible as she lost her consciousness and went limp.

I quickly assessed Raven's condition. She was still breathing, but she needed proper rest and healing. I gently lifted her into my arms, mindful of her injuries, and started making my way out of the fortress.

The forest was eerily silent as I navigated through the dense undergrowth, the weight of Raven's words and the gravity of the situation pressing heavily on my mind. The cult's ambitions were far more sinister and far-reaching than I had initially imagined.

As I moved, I couldn't help but think about my family. They needed to be warned and prepared for what was coming. We would need all the help we could get to stop the cult and protect our world from the impending disaster.

After what felt like an eternity, I finally emerged from the forest. There stood a majestic black fur-coated horse, as I lied about my home being outside the house. I crossed the whole city to reach the mission of saving this suicidal princess.

I gently placed Raven onto the horse, ensuring she was comfortably secured. The horse, a magnificent creature with a deep, intelligent gaze, seemed to sense the urgency in my actions. I mounted behind her, holding her steady as we began our journey back through the forest and towards the city.

But I avoided entering the city and just crossed the city from the outskirts, As I came near my city I again stuck to the outskirts and entered the Ashwood territory. The whole journey didn't even take a day's time due to this powerful horse, which is more steady and powerful than the horses in the past life on earth.

As we approached the Ashwood estate, the familiar sight of the towering gates and the sprawling grounds brought a mix of relief and determination. The journey through the forest had been tense, but the powerful horse had ensured we made swift progress. Now, the next challenge was to ensure Raven's safety and prepare for the monumental task ahead.

I dismounted the horse, carefully lifting Raven from the saddle and carrying her towards the mansion. The estate was quiet, the only sounds being the distant chirping of birds and the soft rustle of leaves. I could see the glow of lights from the windows, a comforting sign of home.

"SAMAEL!!! WHERE DID YOU GO SO URGENTLY? DO YOU KNOW I WAS SO WORRIED," Before I could even say something Liliana's voice cut through the quiet night air, filled with concern and frustration. She appeared at the top of the mansion's steps, her face a mask of worry that quickly shifted to shock as she saw Raven in my arms.

"Liliana," I called, trying to keep my voice steady despite my exhaustion. "I need your help. This is Raven, and she's in critical condition. We need to get her inside and tend to her injuries immediately."

Liliana rushed down the steps, her expression a mixture of alarm and determination. "What happened? Where have you been? And who is this?"

"Long story," I said, hurrying towards her.

"Get her to your mother's room, she has Nature Affinity. She might be able to help stabilize her," Liliana instructed urgently, her worry giving way to practical action.

I nodded, grateful for her guidance, and carried Raven up the steps and through the grand entrance of the Ashwood estate. The marble floors and opulent décor seemed almost surreal given the gravity of the situation. Liliana led us swiftly to Elysia's quarters, the rooms illuminated by soft, warm light.

Just as we opened the door to her room, Mother jumped at me enveloping me in a tight embrace, her concern palpable. "Samael! Where have you been? I was frantic!" Her eyes then fell on Raven, and her worry deepened. "What happened? Who is this?"

"Mother, this is Raven," I said quickly, trying to catch my breath as I shifted Raven gently into a more comfortable position. "She's been injured and exhausted. She needs immediate help."

Elysia's eyes softened as she took in the sight of Raven's condition. "Bring her here," she instructed firmly, her motherly instincts taking over. She guided us to a plush, ornate bed where she carefully laid Raven down. "I'll see to her injuries. Samael, explain everything to me while I work."

I stepped back, allowing Elysia to begin her healing process. Liliana stood by her side, assisting where she could. I took a deep breath and began recounting the events of the past hours, starting with the discovery of the fortress, Raven's revelations about the cult, and the dire threat they posed.

"Raven said they're planning to merge planes, trying to ascend to godhood," I finished, my voice carrying the weight of the urgency. "They've already made significant progress, and we have less than four years to stop them."

Elysia's face was a mask of concentration as she worked, her Nature Magic weaving a gentle, glowing aura around Raven. "This is serious. The energy in her is chaotic, but I can stabilize her for now. We need to gather more information and prepare ourselves for what's to come."

Liliana looked at me with concern. "And what about you, Samael? You've been through a lot yourself. You need to rest."

"Yeah, you are right. Come with me I need to... you know," I said while gesturing to her toward my mouth.

"Ah! Yes~ Yes~ of course," Liliana nodded understandingly, sensing my need for a moment of solace. I followed her out of the room, leaving Elysia to tend to Raven's injuries. As we walked through the grand corridors of the Ashwood estate towards my room.

I opened the door to my room and locked it after Liliana entered, creating a private space where I could finally unwind. The room was dimly lit, with shadows dancing on the walls as the flickering light from the sconces cast a warm glow.

Liliana gently shifted her collar showing her pale neck to me with an inviting gesture, her expression a mix of tenderness and understanding. The stress and strain of the day had taken a toll on both of us, and this moment was a rare opportunity to find some comfort amidst the chaos.

As I closed the door and stepped closer to her, I felt a wave of exhaustion and relief. Liliana's presence was a balm to my frayed nerves. She reached up, her fingers brushing against my cheek with a gentle touch, her eyes reflecting a deep concern and care.

"I'm here for you, Samael," she said softly, her voice soothing. "You've been through so much. Let's take a moment to be together, and drink as much as you need."

I felt my fangs sharpen with my tongue, as I licked my upper lips. "Here I come," I murmured, letting the exhaustion and the day's trials melt away for a moment in the warmth of Liliana's presence.

Liliana's touch was tender, and her gaze held a depth of understanding that transcended words. As I closed the distance between us, I felt a comforting sense of solace in her embrace. The world outside seemed to fall away, leaving only the immediate, intimate space between us.

Her lips met mine in a soft, reassuring kiss, and I let myself be consumed by the sensation, the heat, and the comfort it provided. It was a moment of respite, a chance to reconnect and find solace in each other amidst the storm of our responsibilities and the danger that lay ahead.

As we pulled back slightly and dived at her beautifully pale neck and after licking for some time, I bit into her soft skin piercing and drawing blood.

Liliana's gasp was barely audible as I sank my fangs into her neck, drawing blood. Her initial surprise quickly gave way to a soft, trusting sigh. The taste of her blood was rich and revitalizing, offering a deep sense of nourishment and relief from the exhaustion that had weighed heavily on me.

Her warmth and the comforting pulse of life flowing from her made the world outside seem distant and irrelevant, if only for a moment.

I could sense her slight shiver, but she remained still, her hand gently resting on the back of my neck. The connection between us deepened as the blood flowed, and I felt an intense surge of energy and clarity. The warmth of Liliana's presence and the intimate act provided a brief but profound escape from the chaos and responsibilities that lay ahead.

"You can drink mine too," I said pulling away for some air, my voice low and husky. "I need to take care of myself, but not at your expense."

"Thank you, darling~" She said with a gleeful smile as she dived onto my neck and bit into my skin. The sensation of her fangs grazing my neck was a strange mix of sharpness and warmth, an intimate connection that deepened our bond. Her lips pressed against my skin, and I could feel the delicate pull of her bite as she drew a small amount of blood.

The exchange was both invigorating and soothing. I felt a renewed strength flow through me, the exhaustion of the day's trials lifting slightly as Liliana's blood mingled with mine. Her touch, gentle and careful, brought a calming presence that helped ease the tension that had built up over the past hours.

As she pulled away, her eyes met mine with a soft, satisfied smile. The mutual exchange had created a deeper sense of connection between us, a shared understanding of our vulnerabilities and strengths.

"Thank you," I said softly, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "I needed that more than I realized."

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[To Be Continued]

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