Everyone stared at Nyka who happened to inhabit the body of a deranged killer. Kalla had raised her from the dead to torture the cruel woman again, only to discover that the mind of the newborn vampire was a blank slate.
Despite her weirdness, the Wight couldn't stand giving Nyka life just to let her die of hunger or daylight so she had taken Nyka in as her own.
"I'm so envious of you." Kalla inhaled deeply and sighed. "I'm still at the blue level because I forgot Accumulation was a thing until a few days ago when Scarlett, that tyrant of my landlord-"
Scarlett placed a thick pile of papers over a strong flame, forcing Kalla to focus.
"I mean, those are all excellent questions. If you were to be turned into an undead while still alive, your deep purple core wouldn't lose its strength. It would simply be passed upon your blood core during the transformation.
