Vampire's Slice Of Life Chapter 1194: History of the Asura God Clan

"What went wrong? Where did it all go wrong!?"

Rage consumed the Crown Prince as he pulverized a pillar, shattering it into countless fragments.

He had left the Asura Court behind, now hidden in the secret underground chamber beneath the royal castle, where a massive screen displayed chaotic scenes of crowds everywhere.

From humble baronies to the grand Asura Royal Court, commoners surged through the streets, wrecking everything in their path without mercy.

Among those storming the castle were several Legendary Ranks blended in—commoner Asuras emerging from their long isolation to aid their kin.

For ages, the Asura royal family had exploited their subjects and suppressed bloodlines ruthlessly.

They had manipulated nearly everyone, including nobles, amassing deep-seated grudges over time.

Lith barely needed any schemes or a horde of Legendary Ranks to topple this arrogant god clan.

Their foundations were undeniably robust; they stood as a supreme force without question.

Yet their fatal error lay in believing no one could break free from their iron grip of mind control.

It seemed reasonable, since every single Asura fell under the royals' dominion.

Without even a trace of Asura blood, one couldn't truly claim to be an Asura.

Those lacking the bloodline faced scorn and exile to the territory's fringes, forever denied the core world's light.

Deeper regions barred all visitors, and the mind control operated so subtly that it endured for millennia.

In that isolated chamber, besides the Crown Prince, the Asura Queen observed their crumbling empire with serene composure.

From the very beginning, nothing had unfolded as planned. She couldn't pinpoint the mastermind behind this downfall.

To her knowledge, the Evure God Clan lacked the power to lift the brainwashing—they didn't even have the essentials, like anyone with potent Asura blood.

Captured Asuras triggered a self-destruction mechanism, reducing themselves to dust.

The Evure God Clan couldn't halt this bloodline-triggered event. Capturing proved futile, interrogation useless, and dispelling mind control utterly impossible.

Overcoming such formidable obstacles—who could possibly achieve it?

The Asura Queen remained baffled.

"Call back your sister. We will be leaving." The Asura Queen stated with calm resolve.

Teeth clenched, the Crown Prince demolished yet another pillar. "How could anyone pull off something like this? No traitors or spies lurk in our royal ranks. How on earth..."

"There’s no point brooding over it." The Asura Queen replied steadily. "The court may have fallen, our world may have collapsed, but the Asura God Clan endures as long as we do."

She spoke truth. The Asura essence resided in the royal bloodline. Save for the Crown Prince, Princess, and Queen, all other royals had been evacuated at once.

The Crown Prince stepped out to summon the Princess, then returned to scour for hints about the perpetrator.

"It can’t be the Evure God Clan, nor any commoner or noble Asura. It must be a royal." The Crown Prince concluded.

The Asura Queen gave a subtle nod. She unrolled a scroll listing their family lineage from the Asura God Clan's founder in Shen Ze.

"By command of the main clan from the Upper Realm, our founding ancestor descended to Shen Ze. Starting as a mere Saint Rank, he rose to Legendary and forged the Asura God Clan." The Asura Queen narrated while scanning the scrolls.

The Crown Prince nodded, his eyes now fixed on the family tree as well.

"This happened ten million years past. The clan began in name only. Over a hundred thousand years, he wed many wives and sired numerous offspring. He regulated bloodlines in his children by potential, and as they bred further, the clan thrived."

The Shen Ze Asura God Clan sprang from one man, with all descendants essentially interbred. No outsiders entered beyond the founding father's wives.

His wife choices hinged on bloodline potency and promise—he never settled for less.

This concentration of mighty bloodlines propelled the Asura God Clan, in just a million years, to powerhouse status in Shen Ze.

"One might assume internal unity prevents issues, but where people gather, strife follows. Immortals don't age, especially not the founding father's wives." The Asura Queen cut to the chase.

"The wives, as the sole outsiders, witnessed their children intermarry, then grandchildren doing likewise. No fresh blood entered, and as mortals multiplied, genetic flaws inevitably emerged."

The Crown Prince listened intently.

Just then, the Princess entered, the clan's sacred blade strapped to her back.

She settled beside the Queen without interrupting.

The Queen proceeded with the scroll, eyeing the founding father's wives and their sprawling lineages.

"Pinpointing culprits proved tough, but harem unrest brewed as wives watched diseased offspring from inbred unions. Some cracked mentally, urging children to wed outsiders—a grave taboo. The founder banned external marriages strictly, leading children to slay their beloveds."

The Crown Prince and Princess showed no reaction; this was their clan's sacred doctrine.

"In the ensuing hundred thousand years, countless children perished with their lovers. The founder, exasperated, imposed a bloodline-based hierarchy. Here, the strong dominated the weak, with the Royal family—descended from his most devoted and cherished wives—reaping the greatest rewards."

"Yet among those wives stood one he genuinely adored: a humble tavern maid. Fresh from descent, as a wide-eyed youth, he fell for her kindness and gentle nature. Even after millions of years, her warmth endured unchanged from her tavern days."

"Fortune smiled; all three of her children fully inherited his bloodline, untainted. Her own lineage offered no resistance."

"These three rose to become royals supreme, second only to the founder himself."

So far, harmony prevailed. The Crown Prince and Princess knew turmoil brewed from here.

"The other wives beheld it all: the founder's favoritism toward this low-cultivation tavern girl. Her charm won many hearts, but jealous rivals seethed with envy. Fury peaked when he elevated her children to royals—untitled formally, yet wielding control over all."

"As outsiders, the wives evaded that control. Plus, as mothers of the clan, only the founder held sway over them."

The Crown Prince and the Princess nodded.

"As outsiders, the wives evaded that control. Plus, as mothers of the clan, only the founder held sway over them."

The Crown Prince and the Princess nodded.

"Resentment in the harem soared to new heights as wives watched lineages subjugated and children slain for outside unions. It was then that..."

The Crown Prince and the Princess shut their eyes. Their clan's blackest chapter loomed.

"...certain wives conspired covertly against the founder. Some took secret lovers, birthing children. Then, vengeful ones poisoned the First Lady to death. The founder raged, but discovery came too late—the harm was irreversible. Chaos had engulfed everything."