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Elisabeth from Eminence in the Shadows
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Elisabeth (エリザベート, Erizabēto?), also known as the Blood Queen (血ちの女王じょおう, Chi no Joō?), is a Vampire Progenitor and formerly one of the Three Monarchs of the Lawless City, where she was the seeming ruler of the Crimson Tower.[1] In reality, however, she was actually a figurehead used by her subordinate, Crimson, and later abdicates the position after being saved by Shadow.[2] Appearance Elisabeth - appearence nearby - Game Standard appearance of Elisabeth. Elisabeth is a beautiful vampire woman with a small but well-formed body, with very light crimson hair that reaches to her knees and is intense, and eyes of the same color, and pointed ears like those of an elf, but her hair covers them. She wears a knee-length dark red dress made of blood that slides hypnotically over her skin with red accents, dark red hands, dark red stockings, and a pair of shoes. She also wears a crimson hair clip and a red necklace around her neck and ribbon and walks with an umbrella to protect herself from the sun. Because of her lineage as a vampire progenitor, Elisabeth could withstand sunlight to some extent, albeit with discomfort. She managed to live by abstaining from human blood and exclusively consuming human food. To shield herself from the sun's direct rays and to avoid further discomfort, Elisabeth carries a crimson umbrella. Personality “ Please, cast my ashes into the sea so I can never rise again and repeat this mistake… ” — Elisabeth, Light Novel Volume 03 Unlike other Vampire Progenitors who had used their abilities for survival or for evil, Elisabeth is not only the most benevolent of the progenitors but her entire species. She is a kind woman, who believed that Vampires could coexist with the other races which lead to her building her utopia where there is equality for all. Elisabeth would even sacrifice herself if to ensure no one would be hurt by her power, to which she even tries to fight off her urge to feed, but her nature as the vampire progenitor makes it hard for her to do so. Elisabeth refuses to take humans lives excessively and hunted only the bare minimum she needed to survive. Elisabeth has a slow nature to wake up completely, whether she is well fed or in need of drinking blood. According to Mary, Elisabeth always had that naturalness, due to low blood pressure in her body.[3] Powers & Abilities Elisabeth is the most powerful Vampire Progenitor, once destroying four countries in just three days, and Beta estimated her strength to surpass even Alpha's. She is also, by far, the strongest of the Three Monarchs of the Lawless City, easily overwhelming the other two and even managing to land a hit on Shadow, albeit while he was weighed down by the loot he was carrying, forcing him to get a "little serious". Vampiric Physiology Like any vampire, Elisabeth boasts strength, speed, agility, and senses far above the average human. This allows her to easily smash, kill, and fight multiple high-ranking magic knights at once without any problem. Her physical strength as such is powerful enough to be able to stop a Slime Sword attack, from one of the "Seven Shadows" of Shadow Garden, like Beta, with only her bare hands, without even receiving damage.[4] When said power is at 100%, (after feeding on human blood adequately, or having enough), Elisabeth demonstrates that if she sets her mind to it, she can wipe out a small country, but completely, in less than a day, or in just one night.
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Elisabeth stood atop the ruins of the Crimson Tower, her crimson dress shimmering like liquid fire under the twilight's fading light. Her body bore the marks of her recent defeat—small cuts that regenerated in bursts of red light and a tattered hem on her gown. Shadow had left her sprawled across the crimson-stained stones moments ago, his voice enigmatic as ever as he disappeared into the void.
She pulled herself upright, clutching the crimson umbrella that shielded her from the remaining streaks of sunlight. Despite the healing wounds, she felt an odd lightness in her chest, as though a shackle had been removed. For centuries, she had been a puppet—a figurehead manipulated by her subordinate Crimson, who had crafted a facade of loyalty while secretly pulling her strings. That illusion was shattered now.
Elisabeth raised her gaze to the horizon. "So... this is what it means to be saved by a true shadow," she murmured, her voice soft yet resonant. She clenched her umbrella tightly, her crimson eyes flickering with a mixture of gratitude and sadness.
As the first stars emerged, a figure emerged from the rubble—a young woman, one of the refugees Elisabeth had once sworn to protect in her dream of utopia. The girl looked at Elisabeth with awe, fear, and an undercurrent of hope.
"Lady Elisabeth," the girl whispered, trembling. "Will you rebuild the city?"
Elisabeth turned to her, her crimson hair cascading down like a river of blood. "No," she said with gentle firmness. "The Lawless City no longer needs a queen bound by illusions. I was a prisoner of my own creation. Shadow has shown me the way forward."
The girl's face fell. "But who will protect us now?"
Elisabeth stepped closer, kneeling slightly so that her crimson eyes met the girl's. "You will protect yourselves. You will rebuild—not in the shadow of a figurehead, but with your own strength. My time as a ruler is over."
The wind carried a silence between them as Elisabeth turned toward the west, where Shadow had vanished. A flicker of his shadow lingered in her mind—a fleeting glimpse of a man cloaked in mystery and power who had undone what centuries of struggle could not.
She smiled faintly, a rare moment of peace crossing her face. "Perhaps... one day, I will find my purpose again, free of manipulation. Until then, I will atone for the blood spilled by my own hands and find a way to honor those who believed in me."
With her crimson umbrella in hand, Elisabeth began to walk away, the ruins of the Crimson Tower glowing faintly in the moonlight. Though her path was uncertain, she felt, for the first time in centuries, that it was her own. Months had passed since Elisabeth, the Blood Queen, had been saved by Shadow. The memory of their battle lingered in her mind—not as a moment of shame but as a turning point. Shadow had not only bested her in combat but had also severed the chains of manipulation that Crimson had woven around her. Since then, Elisabeth had lived quietly, rebuilding her shattered sense of self in the ruins of the Crimson Tower.
Tonight, however, the moon hung in the sky, full and tinged with crimson—a sign she couldn’t ignore. The Red Moon was rising, amplifying the powers of all vampires and stirring long-dormant instincts within her. The faint whispers of old desires clawed at the edges of her mind, but she steeled herself, gripping the handle of her crimson umbrella tightly as she stepped out into the moonlit forest.
Her path led her to a clearing, one she did not expect to find occupied. Standing there, amidst the glowing aura of moonlight, was Shadow. His figure was as enigmatic as ever, clad in his dark cloak, the faint glint of his blade visible at his side. He seemed to have sensed her approach, though his stance remained casual.
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Elisabeth stood atop the ruins of the Crimson Tower, her crimson dress shimmering like liquid fire under the twilight's fading light. Her body bore the marks of her recent defeat—small cuts that regenerated in bursts of red light and a tattered hem on her gown. Shadow had left her sprawled across the crimson-stained stones moments ago, his voice enigmatic as ever as he disappeared into the void.
She pulled herself upright, clutching the crimson umbrella that shielded her from the remaining streaks of sunlight. Despite the healing wounds, she felt an odd lightness in her chest, as though a shackle had been removed. For centuries, she had been a puppet—a figurehead manipulated by her subordinate Crimson, who had crafted a facade of loyalty while secretly pulling her strings. That illusion was shattered now.
Elisabeth raised her gaze to the horizon. "So... this is what it means to be saved by a true shadow," She murmured, her voice soft yet resonant. She clenched her umbrella tightly, her crimson eyes flickering with a mixture of gratitude and sadness.
As the first stars emerged, a figure emerged from the rubble—a young woman, one of the refugees Elisabeth had once sworn to protect in her dream of utopia. The girl looked at Elisabeth with awe, fear, and an undercurrent of hope.
"Lady Elisabeth," The girl whispered, trembling. "Will you rebuild the city?"
Elisabeth turned to her, her crimson hair cascading down like a river of blood. "No," She said with gentle firmness. "The Lawless City no longer needs a queen bound by illusions. I was a prisoner of my own creation. Shadow has shown me the way forward."
The girl's face fell. "But who will protect us now?"
Elisabeth stepped closer, kneeling slightly so that her crimson eyes met the girl's. "You will protect yourselves. You will rebuild—not in the shadow of a figurehead, but with your own strength. My time as a ruler is over."
The wind carried a silence between them as Elisabeth turned toward the west, where Shadow had vanished. A flicker of his shadow lingered in her mind—a fleeting glimpse of a man cloaked in mystery and power who had undone what centuries of struggle could not.
She smiled faintly, a rare moment of peace crossing her face. "Perhaps... one day, I will find my purpose again, free of manipulation. Until then, I will atone for the blood spilled by my own hands and find a way to honor those who believed in me."
With her crimson umbrella in hand, Elisabeth began to walk away, the ruins of the Crimson Tower glowing faintly in the moonlight. Though her path was uncertain, she felt, for the first time in centuries, that it was her own. Months had passed since Elisabeth, the Blood Queen, had been saved by Shadow. The memory of their battle lingered in her mind—not as a moment of shame but as a turning point. Shadow had not only bested her in combat but had also severed the chains of manipulation that Crimson had woven around her. Since then, Elisabeth had lived quietly, rebuilding her shattered sense of self in the ruins of the Crimson Tower.
Tonight, however, the moon hung in the sky, full and tinged with crimson—a sign she couldn’t ignore. The Red Moon was rising, amplifying the powers of all vampires and stirring long-dormant instincts within her. The faint whispers of old desires clawed at the edges of her mind, but she steeled herself, gripping the handle of her crimson umbrella tightly as she stepped out into the moonlit forest.
Her path led her to a clearing, one she did not expect to find occupied. Standing there, amidst the glowing aura of moonlight, was Shadow. His figure was as enigmatic as ever, clad in his dark cloak, the faint glint of his blade visible at his side. He seemed to have sensed her approach, though his stance remained casual.
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“Elisabeth,” I spoke, my voice as calm and unfazed as ever. “You’ve grown stronger.”
“I owe that to you,” She replied, her crimson eyes meeting his. “You saved me that night—not just from Crimson’s grasp, but from myself. I’ve spent these months trying to understand what that means.”
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