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▪︎ Chapter 69 ▪︎ “…Aren’t we just scaring ourselves?” · Nov 04, 2026

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51 ▪︎ Chapter 50 ▪︎ Can vampires even do that? 2026-11-04
52 ▪︎ Chapter 51 ▪︎ “You were my always smiling, silly daughter before this.” 2026-11-04
53 ▪︎ Chapter 52 ▪︎ “…You should have told me.” 2026-11-04
54 ▪︎ Chapter 53 ▪︎ “They made me do it!” 2026-11-04
55 ▪︎ Chapter 54 ▪︎ “Can I say it?” 2026-11-04
56 ▪︎ Chapter 55 ▪︎ “A normal world is slipping away.” 2026-11-04
57 ▪︎ Chapter 56 ▪︎ “Coexistence through awkward avoidance.” 2026-11-04
58 ▪︎ Chapter 57 ▪︎ “Somebody has to protect humanity.” 2026-11-04
59 ▪︎ Chapter 58 ▪︎ “You would’ve done it.” 2026-11-04
60 ▪︎ Chapter 59 ▪︎ “I’ll remember this betrayal.” 2026-11-04
61 ▪︎ Chapter 60 ▪︎ “…The Second Divergence.” 2026-11-04
62 ▪︎ Chapter 61 ▪︎ “We kidnapped it for nearly four minutes.” 2026-11-04
63 ▪︎ Chapter 62 ▪︎ “We’re all about the same anyway.” 2026-11-04
64 ▪︎ Chapter 63 ▪︎ “Maybe we should just stay out here.” 2026-11-04
65 ▪︎ Chapter 64 ▪︎ “…I would be honored to be kissed by Valerie!” 2026-11-04
66 ▪︎ Chapter 65 ▪︎ “They wouldn’t face the same dilemma.” 2026-11-04
67 ▪︎ Chapter 66 ▪︎ “It did not create violence itself.” 2026-11-04
68 ▪︎ Chapter 67 ▪︎ “The Second Divergence attacked movement itself.” 2026-11-04
69 ▪︎ Chapter 68 ▪︎ “I was very offended.” 2026-11-04
70 ▪︎ Chapter 69 ▪︎ “…Aren’t we just scaring ourselves?” 2026-11-04
71 ▪︎ Chapter 70 ▪︎ “…Do their dogs know?” 2026-11-04
72 ▪︎ Chapter 71 ▪︎ “I hope none of you become vampires.” 2026-11-04
73 ▪︎ Chapter 72 ▪︎ “Am I interrupting something?” 2026-11-04
74 ▪︎ Chapter 73 ▪︎ “Apparently I worried for nothing.” 2026-11-04
75 ▪︎ Chapter 74 ▪︎ “I’m just happy vampires exist at all.” 2026-11-04
76 ▪︎ Chapter 75 ▪︎ “They bicker like an old married couple.” 2026-11-04
77 ▪︎ Chapter 76 ▪︎ “I don’t feel particularly frightening.” 2026-11-04
78 ▪︎ Chapter 77 ▪︎ “You even twirled a little.” 2026-11-04
79 ▪︎ Chapter 78 ▪︎ “No more.” 2026-11-04
80 ▪︎ Chapter 79 ▪︎ “Oh, come on.” 2026-11-04
81 ▪︎ Chapter 80 ▪︎ “An Alpha werewolf, apparently.” 2026-11-04
82 ▪︎ Chapter 81 ▪︎ “I’m not jealous!” 2026-11-04
83 ▪︎ Chapter 82 ▪︎ “I’m not laughing.” 2026-11-04
84 ▪︎ Chapter 83 ▪︎ “I apologized earlier.” 2026-11-04
85 ▪︎ Chapter 84 ▪︎ “My dignity remains intact.” 2026-11-04
86 ▪︎ Chapter 85 ▪︎ “I told you I was invincible.” 2026-11-04
87 ▪︎ Chapter 86 ▪︎ “I’ve chosen not to recognize it.” 2026-11-04
88 ▪︎ Chapter 87 ▪︎ “Don’t hum at me.” 2026-11-04
89 ▪︎ Chapter 88 ▪︎ “I could eat you right up.” 2026-11-04
90 ▪︎ Chapter 89 ▪︎ “I’ll help.” 2026-11-04
91 ▪︎ Chapter 90 ▪︎ “I said I was joking.” 2026-11-04
92 ▪︎ Chapter 91 ▪︎ “And you fumbled it.” 2026-11-04
93 ▪︎ Chapter 92 ▪︎ “That’s so poly, though.” 2026-11-04
94 ▪︎ Chapter 93 ▪︎ “Things taste better when they aren’t mine.” 2026-11-04
95 ▪︎ Chapter 94 ▪︎ “Can we just stop?” 2026-11-04
96 ▪︎ Chapter 95 ▪︎ “You really are faster like that,” 2026-11-04
97 ▪︎ Chapter 96 ▪︎ “Why the hell would you do that?!” 2026-11-04
98 ▪︎ Chapter 97 ▪︎ “It would look ridiculous.” 2026-11-04
99 ▪︎ Chapter 98 ▪︎ “Why are you staring at me like that?” 2026-11-04
100 ▪︎ Chapter 99 ▪︎ “You worry too much,” 2026-11-04

The sun rose on the eleventh day.

The first sunrise since the Second Divergence.

Morning light spilled across cities that no longer occupied the same world they had only yesterday.

Online...

It remained a storm.

Arguments filled every platform.

Entire communities sprang into existence overnight.

New maps appeared by the hour.

People argued over satellite photographs.

Others insisted the Second Divergence had only been the beginning.

Some believed a Third Divergence was inevitable.

Others laughed at them.

Governments published statements.

Scientists admitted uncertainty.

Engineers discussed rebuilding.

Conspiracy theorists declared reality had always been false.

No one agreed.

Everyone had an opinion.

The world had become louder than ever.

Yet somehow...

Calmer.

Lavinia lay quietly on one of the couches inside the repurposed safehouse.

The curtains remained firmly shut.

Even so...

Thin lines of sunlight slipped around their edges, scattering soft beams across the floor where dust drifted lazily through the air.

She watched the light without moving.

Outside...

She could faintly hear cars.

A horn.

Someone speaking.

Life.

Ordinary life.

She slowly exhaled.

Before yesterday...

She had been convinced everything would collapse.

That humanity would panic.

That vampires would panic.

Werewolves.

Governments.

Everyone.

She’d imagined desperate fighting.

Supply shortages.

Cities burning.

Civilization fracturing beneath fear.

Instead...

Morning had arrived.

Cars still drove.

People still woke for work.

Children would probably complain about school.

Someone was undoubtedly buying coffee.

The world continued.

Changed.

But continuing nonetheless.

”...Strange.”

She whispered.

She wasn’t sure why she’d expected the worst.

She’d never been particularly pessimistic.

Nor optimistic.

She’d always drifted somewhere comfortably between the two.

Hopeful enough to expect people to try.

Realistic enough to expect them to fail occasionally.

Yet...

After the Second Divergence...

Her mind had leapt immediately toward disaster.

Why?

She honestly didn’t know.

She rolled slightly onto her side.

One leg rested neatly atop the other.

The sunlight remained hidden behind thick curtains.

Safe.

Untouchable.

Outside...

The First Divergence had created vampires.

And werewolves.

The Second...

Had reshaped the world itself.

Lavinia’s empty crimson eyes wandered lazily around the room.

The small bedside table.

A chair.

The neatly made bed.

Then upward.

The ceiling.

Quiet.

Still.

Normal.

She frowned.

It felt...

Wrong.

Not the room.

Her expectations.

She had been so certain.

Absolutely certain.

The world had been sliding toward conflict.

Humanity seemed increasingly divided.

Every headline.

Every debate.

Every speech.

The tension had only grown.

Then...

The Second Divergence arrived.

Almost absurdly...

It had interrupted that momentum.

Instead of accelerating conflict...

It had pulled everyone’s attention somewhere else entirely.

Toward the planet itself.

Lavinia slowly lifted one leg until it hovered nearly horizontal.

Morning light reflected faintly across her smooth skin.

Flawless.

Hairless.

Perfect.

She quietly lowered it again.

The couch barely shifted beneath her weight.

”Humans have bigger problems now.”

She murmured.

Vampires remained dangerous.

Werewolves remained dangerous.

But they no longer occupied the center of humanity’s fears.

The Earth itself had stolen that position.

Lavinia’s gaze drifted sideways.

”...Humans.”

She quietly repeated.

The word lingered.

Humans.

Not...

”We.”

Her expression slowly changed.

When...

Had that happened?

She frowned harder.

She had noticed herself thinking that way before.

Small moments.

Passing thoughts.

Yet...

Now...

The distinction felt...

Sharper.

More natural.

She abruptly sat upright.

”...”

Silence.

She stared ahead.

The feeling refused to disappear.

Slowly...

She looked down at her own forearm.

Pale fingers traced flawless skin.

Almost absently...

She raised her other hand.

Her sharpened nails swept lightly across her arm.

Four thin lines appeared.

Dark blood welled almost immediately.

Several drops rolled lazily downward.

Lavinia watched them.

”...That’s not good.”

She whispered.

It...

Barely hurt.

She certainly felt the damage.

She knew exactly where she’d scratched herself.

Yet...

The pain itself...

Was strangely absent.

Before...

A scratch hurt.

Not dramatically.

But as much as it would have if she’d still been human.

Now...

The sensation resembled...

Information.

Not suffering.

She watched quietly as the wounds sealed themselves.

The blood slowed.

Stopped.

Flawless skin returned within moments.

Lavinia tore off a piece of paper towel.

She carefully wiped the blood from the floor first.

Then cleaned her arm.

Nothing remained.

Not even a scar.

She stood.

Something...

Was wrong.

Leaving her room, she quietly walked through the safehouse.

Most doors remained closed.

The others were in their own rooms.

Some sleeping, or pretending to.

Eventually...

She reached the makeshift office Violetta had claimed.

Lavinia stopped outside the door.

Her hand hovered near the handle.

She frowned.

This was ridiculous.

Wasn’t it?

The Second Divergence had changed geography.

Not...

People.

Certainly not minds.

She almost laughed.

”I’ve lost it.”

She muttered.

The thought sounded ridiculous even inside her own head.

She slowly lowered her hand.

”...I’m making something out of nothing.”

Before she could turn away...

Footsteps approached.

”Lavi.”

Soft arms wrapped comfortably around her waist.

Warmth settled against her back.

Along with the unmistakable scent of roses and caramel.

Gwendolyn.

She leaned forward over Lavinia’s shoulder, smiling brightly.

”What’s wrong?”

Lavinia remained quiet.

Gwendolyn blinked.

”Lavi?”

Lavinia slowly turned her head.

”...Have you spoken to your mother?”

Gwendolyn blinked again.

”My mom?”

She thought for several seconds.

Then smiled sheepishly.

”...Actually...”

A small laugh escaped her.

”...I haven’t.”

Lavinia waited.

”I...”

Gwendolyn rubbed the back of her head.

”I didn’t even call her.”

Another pause.

”...Even after the Second Divergence.”

Her smile gradually disappeared.

”...Huh.”

She tilted her head.

”That’s...”

Another pause.

”...How did I forget?”

The hallway suddenly felt colder.

Lavinia’s stomach tightened.

Not because Gwendolyn had forgotten.

Because...

She hadn’t seemed bothered until she’d been asked.

The office door opened.

Violetta stood inside.

She looked at both of them only briefly before speaking.

”Come in.”

Neither argued.

The door quietly shut behind them.

Immediately...

The room filled with the familiar scent of lilacs and fresh rain.

Small.

Orderly.

Temporary.

Stacks of paperwork covered one side of the desk.

Satellite photographs occupied another.

Violetta walked around the desk before sitting lightly upon its edge.

She rested her chin against one hand.

”...I suspected someone else would notice.”

Lavinia looked up immediately.

”You noticed too?”

Violetta nodded.

”I did.”

Silence lingered.

”I’ve been trying to determine whether I imagined it.”

She looked toward the papers.

”Normally...”

Her fingers idly tapped the desk.

”...whenever I travel anywhere official...”

She smiled faintly.

”I bring soldiers.”

She looked almost amused by the thought.

”Security.”

”Escorts.”

”It is simply easier.”

She paused.

”Yesterday...”

Her eyes drifted toward the window.

”...I never considered bringing them.”

She looked back at Lavinia.

”Not once.”

”I simply decided...”

She smiled bitterly.

”...they would ruin the atmosphere.”

Silence settled across the room.

Violetta laughed quietly.

There wasn’t much humor in it.

”...That alone disturbed me.”

Gwendolyn frowned.

”What do you mean?”

Violetta looked at her.

”The Second Divergence...”

She searched for the right word.

”...was insidious.”

Lavinia remained perfectly still.

Violetta continued.

”When we discussed the possibility of conflict yesterday...”

”I answered.”

She folded her hands together.

”I discussed military capability.”

”Blood supplies.”

”Defense.”

She looked down.

”I spoke naturally.”

”So naturally...”

She slowly shook her head.

”...that I never once stopped to consider the human perspective.”

The room remained silent.

”I thought exclusively about vampires.”

”Our survival.”

”Our future.”

”Our wellbeing.”

Nothing else.

Gwendolyn looked uncertain.

”...Is that bad?”

Lavinia answered first.

”Of course it isn’t.”

She frowned.

”...Maybe.”

She looked down.

”...I don’t know.”

Violetta watched both of them quietly.

”I believe...”

She spoke slowly.

”...our sense of closeness has increased again.”

Lavinia nodded slightly.

She’d felt it.

Yesterday’s teasing.

The playful biting.

Flying together.

It had all seemed...

Natural.

Comfortable.

Almost inevitable.

Violetta continued.

”Vampires who remained isolated until now...”

She looked toward the maps.

”...will likely begin seeking one another.”

”Our social instincts appear stronger.”

She lowered her voice.

Not because anyone might overhear.

Simply because saying the words aloud felt uncomfortable.

”I also believe...”

She hesitated.

”...our minds have shifted.”

The sentence hung heavily between them.

”Before...”

She continued softly.

”...killing felt like retaliation.”

”A response.”

”If someone threatened us...”

Her crimson eyes narrowed slightly.

”...responding with lethal force felt justified.”

She looked at Lavinia.

”Yesterday...”

”When we discussed the possibility of war...”

She inhaled slowly.

”I spoke about securing blood.”

Her voice barely rose above a whisper.

”It felt...”

She searched for the word.

”...ordinary.”

”As though discussing ammunition.”

”Or fuel.”

Not people.

Blood.

Resources.

Logistics.

Her purple eyebrows slowly furrowed.

The expression looked almost pained.

”...That isn’t good.”

Nobody answered.

Because nobody could honestly disagree.

The room became impossibly quiet.

Outside...

Morning continued.

Cars still passed.

People still spoke.

The world carried on.

Inside that small office...

Three vampires sat in silence.

Morning sunlight pressed faintly against the curtains outside, though none of it reached the three vampires gathered within the room.

For several long moments...

Nobody spoke.

The weight of Violetta’s observation lingered heavily between them.

Finally...

Violetta broke the silence.

”Alone...”

She folded her hands together.

”...it isn’t necessarily terrible.”

Lavinia looked up.

Violetta continued calmly.

”Humans already possess similar tendencies.”

She rested her gaze on the papers scattered across the desk.

”They naturally place humans above everything else.”

She spoke matter-of-factly.

”Animals.”

She counted one finger.

”Anything perceived as nonhuman.”

Another.

”And often...”

She sighed quietly.

”...even other humans.”

Her expression grew distant.

”History demonstrates that rather consistently.”

Lavinia nodded faintly.

She couldn’t argue.

Humans had spent thousands of years finding reasons to divide themselves.

Borders.

Religion.

Language.

Politics.

Appearance.

Wealth.

Culture.

Sometimes...

No reason at all.

Violetta continued.

”The concern isn’t that we’ve become slightly more species-minded.”

Her purple eyebrows drew together.

”It’s what happens if everyone has.”

Silence returned.

She looked between the two younger vampires.

”If werewolves changed similarly...”

She paused.

”If humans changed even slightly...”

Her fingers tapped the desk once.

”It wouldn’t take much.”

Lavinia understood immediately.

The world already contained tension.

It didn’t need much encouragement.

Only...

A little.

”And if everyone shifts in that direction...”

Violetta quietly finished.

”...the outcome could be worse than before.”

Gwendolyn frowned.

”...Aren’t we just scaring ourselves?”

Both women looked toward her.

She shrugged.

”I still love my mom.”

She smiled gently.

”I just forgot to call her.”

She rubbed the back of her neck.

”That’s all.”

”It doesn’t mean I suddenly stopped caring.”

Violetta watched her carefully.

Then, just as Gwendolyn finished speaking...

”Would you turn your mother?”

Gwendolyn answered without hesitation.

”Yes.”

Neither Lavinia nor Violetta looked surprised.

”I love her.”

She smiled softly.

”So...”

She tilted her head.

”...of course I’d want her to live forever with me.”

The room became quiet again.

Gwendolyn blinked.

”...Wouldn’t you?”

She looked genuinely confused.

”We’re immortal.”

She looked between them.

”Unless someone kills us.”

Then she laughed lightly.

”And...”

She smiled.

”...it actually takes quite a lot to kill us.”

Lavinia couldn’t help smiling slightly.

That part...

Was true.

Gwendolyn continued.

”I’m not saying I’d turn her immediately.”

”I know that’s a huge decision.”

”But...”

Her expression softened.

”I don’t want to watch her grow old.”

”I don’t want to watch her die.”

She looked down briefly.

”And...”

She smiled sadly.

”...that has nothing to do with the Second Divergence.”

She looked back up.

”I’ve felt that way since the day I woke up as a vampire.”

Silence followed.

Lavinia slowly nodded.

”I understand.”

She really did.

If she’d had...

Someone.

A partner.

Close family.

Someone she couldn’t bear to lose.

Would she have made the same choice?

Probably.

She honestly couldn’t say she wouldn’t.

The difference between humans and vampires wasn’t merely strength.

Or immortality.

It was time.

Right now...

They were still close to humanity.

Ten days.

Eleven now.

Their thoughts still measured life much like humans did.

An hour could feel long.

A week significant.

A decade...

Almost unimaginable.

Yet...

One hundred years from now...

Lavinia would still look exactly as she did today.

Two hundred.

Five hundred.

A thousand.

Entire civilizations might rise and fall.

Cities could disappear.

Languages could change.

She...

Would remain.

The thought felt strangely distant.

Almost impossible to grasp.

Perhaps...

That was because she’d only been immortal for days.

Not centuries.

Violetta reached up absently.

Her fingers wrapped around one long lock of purple hair hanging beside her cheek.

She rolled it thoughtfully between two fingers.

”It isn’t inherently bad.”

She spoke quietly.

”Even if we’ve changed.”

She looked toward Lavinia.

”I don’t believe we’ve become evil.”

”No.”

Lavinia agreed.

Violetta smiled faintly.

”But...”

She released the strand of hair.

”...it does make things more complicated.”

Gwendolyn tilted her head.

”Do you think humans changed too?”

Violetta looked toward the closed office door.

Several seconds passed.

”I don’t know.”

She answered honestly.

”We’re unusual.”

She looked back toward them.

”From the beginning...”

”We sought one another.”

Lavinia nodded.

That much had always been true.

Vampires rarely remained alone if another vampire existed nearby.

Not because they had to.

Because...

They wanted to.

Violetta continued.

”I genuinely cannot imagine killing another vampire.”

Her words carried quiet certainty.

”I simply...”

She searched for the thought.

”...can’t.”

She frowned faintly.

”The idea feels fundamentally wrong.”

She looked downward.

”Yet...”

”Humans still kill one another.”

”Even after the Second Divergence.”

She folded her hands again.

”So I don’t know.”

She sighed.

”Humans vary.”

”Some refuse to kill almost regardless of circumstance.”

”Others...”

She shook her head.

”...never possessed that restraint.”

The room quieted once more.

Lavinia eventually spoke.

”...Do you still think coexistence is possible?”

Violetta looked at her.

Then...

Unexpectedly...

She laughed.

Not bitterly.

Not mockingly.

Simply...

With confidence.

”I do.”

Lavinia blinked.

Violetta nodded once.

”I can say that with near certainty.”

She leaned back slightly against the desk.

”If coexistence fails...”

She smiled faintly.

”...it won’t be because vampires desire it.”

Lavinia listened carefully.

”We require humans.”

Violetta continued.

”Living near them benefits us.”

”We obtain blood.”

”We obtain trade.”

”We obtain stability.”

”There is no advantage in destroying the balance.”

Lavinia slowly nodded.

She understood the reasoning.

Then...

Something occurred to her.

”The Diverged Lands.”

Violetta looked toward her.

”The manors.”

”The castles.”

She frowned.

”They’re placed...”

She hesitated.

”...too conveniently.”

Silence.

”They’re close enough to civilization.”

”But hidden.”

”Defensible.”

”Comfortable.”

She looked toward the floor.

”...Almost as though someone planned where they would appear.”

Nobody answered immediately.

Gwendolyn laughed.

”Oh, come on.”

She waved one hand.

”The Divergences were random.”

She smiled.

”Whatever it was couldn’t possibly have intentions.”

She looked between the two older vampires.

”...Right?”

Neither answered.

The smile gradually disappeared from Gwendolyn’s face.

She glanced uncertainly between them.

”...Right?”

Still...

Silence.

Lavinia quietly spoke.

”The First Divergence.”

”It created vampires.”

”Werewolves.”

She looked toward Violetta.

”The Second...”

She counted quietly.

”Expanded the world.”

”Created castles.”

”Created manors.”

”Placed prey animals throughout the new wilderness.”

She frowned.

”...And now we suspect it altered us.”

The room became still.

One coincidence...

Could be coincidence.

Several...

Perhaps.

But...

Everything aligned.

Almost...

Too neatly.

Violetta looked away.

”I would prefer to believe it was random.”

She admitted softly.

”I truly would.”

She closed her eyes briefly.

”But...”

She reopened them.

”...I can’t honestly tell you it was.”

The evidence refused to cooperate.

Each Divergence had introduced changes that complemented those before it.

Not contradicted them.

Supported them.

Built upon them.

If intention existed...

Someone...

Or something...

Had a destination in mind.

None of them knew what that destination might be.

The uncertainty lingered heavily.

Eventually...

Lavinia leaned back slightly.

Her eyes drifted upward toward the ceiling.

”...Regardless.”

The other two looked toward her.

She smiled.

Small.

Quiet.

”But genuine.”

”I’m still me.”

Silence.

”I’ve changed.”

She admitted.

”I’m stronger.”

”I look different.”

”I think a little differently.”

She glanced toward her own hands.

”But...”

She smiled again.

”...I’m still Lavinia.”

Gwendolyn laughed.

Brightly.

”I’d better be.”

She grinned.

”I’m not letting some weird world-changing event steal me.”

She folded both arms confidently.

”I’ll still be Gwendolyn.”

”Forever.”

The certainty in her voice drew a small smile from Violetta.

She looked at both younger vampires.

”I believe you.”

She said quietly.

”And that...”

She folded her hands once more.

”...is why I don’t fear coexistence failing.”

Lavinia listened.

”If it fails...”

Violetta’s smile disappeared.

”It will not be because ordinary vampires suddenly hate humans.”

Her expression became solemn.

”It will come from outside pressures.”

”Fear.”

”Politics.”

”Scarcity.”

”Misunderstanding.”

She looked toward the satellite photographs stacked across her desk.

”The things humanity has always struggled with.”

She exhaled quietly.

”A world where coexistence collapses...”

Her voice softened almost to a whisper.

”...would be a tragedy.”

She closed her eyes briefly.

”A terrible one.”

She pictured it effortlessly.

Cities burning.

Humans.

Vampires.

Werewolves.

Each convinced the others had become irredeemable.

Blood answering blood.

Fear feeding fear.

Not because any one species desired extermination.

But because each successive retaliation would make the next one feel justified.

She slowly opened her eyes again.

”It would be...”

She searched for the right words.

”...a bloody world.”

No one spoke after that.

There was nothing left to say.

The three vampires simply sat together in the quiet office, surrounded by maps of a world that had doubled in size, wondering not whether they could survive it...

But whether everyone else could survive each other.

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