Editing BlazBlue:Bloodedge Experience Part 2 Chapter 9 (section)

==Part 2==

This town was like a maze. They must have been trying to cram as many buildings into a small area as possible. They'd created a network of narrow alleyways and lined them with buildings like walls. And yet, there were buildings and floors where fights were allowed to break out, creating holes in this orderly structure. It was incredibly inefficient and disorganized.

But this chaotic cityscape was a perfect environment for those who lurked in the shadows.

The moonlight sliced through the night sky, casting deep, bottomless shadows between the buildings.

A man walking through the shadowy alley paused at the entrance of a derelict building, its gaping mouth inviting him deeper into the abyss.

It was late at night, and everything was quiet. If he listened closely, he could hear the sound of a motorcycle roaring down the street or the laughter of young people gathered at the station plaza. But the man was not interested in such things. He climbed slowly up to the third floor of the building, as if savoring the exploration of this abandoned place.

The building had probably housed several shops and offices at one time, but now there were no signs of human activity on any floor. The third floor was no different. A large, empty space stretched out beyond a rectangular opening where a door must have once been.

The air was dusty. The windows, though cracked, were still tightly shut, preserving the stagnant air inside. 

"It was a comfortable place."

A faint light from outside filtered through the window, illuminating the room.

The man who stepped into the dim light was tall and thin, with unusually long limbs. His hair, neatly combed and styled, was a gray color similar to that of weathered concrete, and his narrow eyes were a deep, murky black. A large tattoo, the meaning of which was unclear, marred his pale, thin face.

He was Spinner Superior. Existing since ancient times, he had hidden the great power of "magic" out of fear of human malice. He had broken free from the Mage’s Guild and walked the noble path of his own exploration.

Carrying abundant knowledge and ambition, he stepped into the room and looked around. He soon discovered what he was looking for.

It was in the back of the room, lying against the wall. It was a giant, caterpillar-like creature with a body of a deep blue color. It had a large mouth on its head, big enough to devour itself, which it used to capture and consume its prey.

But the creature, which was at least a meter long, was now in pieces. It had been hacked to pieces with a sharp weapon, incredibly quickly. Although it had been subjected to countless blows, from a distance, the deformed creature still retained the silhouette of a caterpillar.

A great deal of bodily fluid had splattered everywhere, even reaching the ceiling. The smell that filled the room was mainly that of the creature's bodily fluid.

But... there was something else.

"A girl, was it?" Pointing a long, sharp finger at the air, Spinner tried to identify the faint remaining scent. Then, he looked down at the creature that was now being devoured.

The Apostle, who had transformed into an insect, had been killed only a short time ago. But whoever had done it was no longer nearby.

"What a beautiful cut. A bit too ornate, but full of vitality and beauty..." he murmured, as if singing to no one in particular, and knelt beside the remains of the creature. He inserted his joined index and middle fingers into one of the deepest, sharpest cuts. The sound of flesh and wet fluid was almost obscene.

"This is..."

With his finger still embedded in the creature, Spinner's narrow eyes widened. He twisted his finger, taking more flesh from the fresh cut. Droplets of bodily fluid dripped onto his palm as he took a deep sniff. He could feel it. The aura of the one who had cut up the acidic Apostle.

Spinner smiled, his wire-thin arms and the delicate frame that supported them trembling with excitement. He couldn’t contain the pressure that was swelling from within. It was as if everything was aligning perfectly with his desires.

"Oh, what fate, what destiny! I never imagined that the 'Soul Eater' would appear at such a moment... This is surely the world's desire, no, the 'Azure's' desire. The 'Azure' must be guiding me towards the truth!”

There was no longer any need to create more Apostles and hide them among the masses. Everything he needed was already gathered around him.

Spinner hurled the Apostle’s flesh, which he held in his palm, toward the ceiling, as if offering heartfelt gratitude to the heavens, scattering blessings like flowers.

“I won't keep you waiting much longer, Raquel Alucard... Soon, you will be mine. I eagerly await the day I can hold your slender limbs in my arms.” His voice rose with the rapture of a lovesick maiden as he spoke his love to the distant white moon high above the ceiling. “Let us begin... for the night of our union, when you will become mine.” As Spinner's breath trembled, the creature, having lost its form, collapsed into a blackened mass at his feet.

Yet, the sound of the deformed creature's “kichi kichi” echoed through the room.

The night grew deeper. The moon in the sky gradually rounded. Soon, the moon would be a perfect circle.

Surely, its radiance would reach the twin eyes of the beautiful vampire, Raquel Alucard.