Back in the secret base of the Lunar Cult, they were on the move, working with little rest to hasten their plans.
They were currently in a very spacious dimly lit room, a chandelier suspended directly above their heads, spotting a similar intricate pattern to the one traced on the very floor beneath them. If one could study the set up well, they would recognize the similarities with Lada's secret underground base and the magic circle she used to perform her enslavement rituals.
Though, the was no way this one would be for the same task.
The room itself that was rather wide from all sides and at least 10 metres in height spotting the massive chandelier lacked much furniture, but any that was present seemed to be made of one precious material or another, ranging from gold to diamonds, to rubies and pearls.
There was a distinct colouring of black and red throughout the entire interior, with a mix of other such dull colours all around. Each of the four corners also had their own separate flight of stairs, though, there were only two doors, and the stairs were connected in pairs to each door.
Three women stood in a circle, facing each other, each one of them unironically wearing dresses that accentuated different colours matching their primordial colour, red, black, and white.
"Everything has been readied now for the final time, we're ready." Naiha said.
Looking at the two women before her, Helga closed her eyes while clearing her mind, "are you two ready? Once we begin this process, we won't be able to stop, and that applies also to whether you find your life to be in danger or not." Helga warned for the last time before any further activities were carried out.
Looking at Naiha and Veronica before her, Helga saw the resolute looks on their faces, their minds had been hardened and they were ready for anything, she could tell.
"Very well, may the blessings of the great mother fall upon you, may you move upon her grace." Helga said in a calm tone.
Hearing her words, the two women before her became even more serious and nodded, "unto you, the same." Both said in unison.
Naiha and Veronica immediately disappeared, leaving only Helga in the room.
After standing there in silence for some seconds, she finally left too, heading towards her own post.
Her own thoughts may have been a bit different unlike her two sisters. Even then, she had no reason to contemplate deeply about anything.
Instead of using the normal door that would lead through the site where all the humans in the human farms are kept, Sigmund showed Aldritch through a separate door that lead directly to his lab. A back door of some sort.
Once they came out through the brief tunnel, Aldritch came face to face with what he could only describe as a state of the art laboratory, at least to his unprofessional eyes it was to that caliber.
"Wow, you even have assistants working here?" Aldritch asked, genuinely surprised.
Sigmund was someone who took his work very seriously, and he would not select just anyone to enter his lab, talk less of having them work on things within the lab.
"Ah yes, I was going to inform you at the time, but we happened to be rather busy with other matters and it gradually slipped my mind." Sigmund spoke, offering a slight bow in apology before carrying on. "The four are scientists themselves before they came here.
I realized quite early on that I needed some helping hands, but again, the issue of everyone being busy caused me to delay telling you of this until I turned to other ways." Sigmund said, smiling slyly sort of.
"A different way?" Aldritch asked, clearly intrigued as to what it could be. 'Don't tell me he somehow found a way to create vampires artificially... that would actually be hilarious.' Aldritch thought to himself, drawing a faint chuckle from himself, as he listened to Sigmund.
"Yes, I was able to replicate the active mutagen cell factor within our bodies, us vampires, and after running some tests, doing some reverse engineering on the cells, and modifying it to function just as it would during activation. I started trying to create vampires without needing one to inject the active mutagen cell factors produced by our bodies themselves." Sigmund explained.
Aldritch on the other hand was stunned and completely at a loss for words, perhaps, it was only as a result of his rather good poker face that he was able to maintain composure.
"I see," he said, feigning understanding, where as he did not quite understand half of what Sigmund said, particularly because he had lost concentration mid-sentence. He had thought to himself of how hilarious it would be if Sigmund had developed something like this, but it turned out not to be such a funny situation after all. Well, all was sarcasm.
"Of course," Sigmund continued, "I failed quite a number of times, but after a couple hundred failed subjects, I was able to create a stable vampire artificially, but, there was one issue. Those subjects never survived past a few days.
After all that, I could only conclude that our kind don't just occur naturally, there is a supernatural aspect to it also that I have not yet grasped, either that, or I just am yet to find the answer.
Well, once you made me into a higher ranked vampire and I could turn others, I no longer needed to result to other means to create new vampires, but now, I seek to find a way whereby the active mutagen cell factor that would normally inactivate itself outside the vampire's body, can survive and still function independent of the host body, and possibly develop that into being able to create vampires remotely..." Sigmund explained in simple terms, lengthily.
After that brief explanation, Aldritch was more than surprised or shock. Surely, some food for thought.
Once he had recovered from all the bombardment, Aldritch now asked the question that had brought him there in the first place.