"Your Royal Highness Lilith, I've finally found you."
It was late autumn. A fiery aura permeated Salem Street. The streets were lined with maple trees, covered in flame- like red leaves. The leaves fluttered in the wind and scattered upon the old, speckled street. The piles of leaves painted the street red, somewhat resembling pools of blood, giving off an aura of danger, and an ominous feeling of erosion.
The amber streetlights created shadows on the streets. Avril Chris was standing at a bus stop. She was in a wine-colored long dress, and her slender calves were exposed to the cold. Trembling amidst the autumn breeze, her fair calves were glowing palely, seeming nearly bloodless.
Standing before her was a man in a dark cloak. His tall body exuded a stern aura, and his golden curly hair enshrouded an evil-looking face. His pale green eyes darted toward Avril's gaze, she could see clearly the undisguised greed in his eyes.
Looking at the stranger in front of her, Avril took two steps back. She shook her head and said, "Sir, I think you've gotten the wrong person. I'm not Lilith."
Lilith?
In Sumerian Legend, the first wife of Adam, a Jewish, was Lilith, who left the Garden of Eden because she was dissatisfied with God. She was thought to be Satan's lover and most of the demons on earth were born by her.
Avril didn't like this name at all!
The man, Black Wolf, sneered, "Your Royal Highness Lilith, it looks like you have forgotten everything."
Why was this person so strange? Avril told him that she wasn't Lilith. Why was he still calling her so?
Avril frowned and quietly stepped back. She thought that she might have met a psychopath. She had to leave as soon as possible!
Black Wolf seemed to have read her mind. He smirked devilishly as he grabbed Avril who was turning around to escape. He lowered his head and approached her neck, greedily sniffing the fragrance emitting from her blood. He looked infatuated by her blood. "I really didn't expect that you, Your Highness Lilith with such strong magic and power, would finally fall into my hands."
Avril's hands were grabbed tightly by his strong arms. Her heart plunged into fear and she was trembling in tremendous fright. "Sir, you have really mistaken me for someone else. My name is Avril. I'm just a normal human being. I don't understand anything about magic or power!" She exclaimed.
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