Three months had dragged on, casting a hushed silence over the bedroom. The room was adorned with dark, opulent decor befitting the family. The teenager lay motionless on the imposingly large bed, resembling a figure in a macabre painting. His youthful face remained frozen in an eternal slumber, untouched by the passage of time.
Beside him, two women exuded an air of quiet but palpable anticipation. Elizabeth Dracul, the mother, possessed the allure of timeless beauty, her age concealed behind an enigmatic aura. Elize Bethania Dracul, the sister, was a vision of youthful vitality, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and longing.
With determination, Elizabeth Dracul extended her finger, puncturing the delicate skin with a precise bite. A single crimson droplet welled up and, like a glistening ruby, cascaded gracefully onto the teenager's parted lips. The room seemed to hold its breath as the drop made contact.
Elize, barely containing her excitement, gazed at her mother, her heart racing with anticipation. "Mom, will brother wake up today?" she inquired with bated breath. The three months of waiting had weighed heavily on her young heart, but there was a glimmer of hope in her eyes.
Elizabeth offered a tender smile, her eyes holding a depth of knowledge and experience. "Of course, my dear," she replied, her voice soft and reassuring. "I orchestrated this slumber to allow his blood to harmonize with his body, sparing him from excruciating pain. I wove the delicate threads of time around him, granting him the appearance of an 18-year-old teenager. It was a necessary sacrifice to ensure his well-being."
Elize nodded in understanding, her relief evident. She couldn't bear the thought of her brother suffering. Her gaze returned to her still, slumbering sibling, willing him to awaken from his prolonged rest.
In the depths of Elie's consciousness, a distinct sound pierced through the veil of slumber, rousing him from his prolonged torpor.
*Ting*
The enigmatic chime resonated within his mind like a call from the unknown. A radiant blue panel materialized before him, casting an otherworldly glow across the dark expanse of his consciousness.
"HUAAAAAAH! I've been waiting for you," Elie exclaimed, his voice tinged with youthful exuberance. The excitement was palpable, coursing through him as he leaped with unbridled joy.
There was no trace of the mature adult he had once been, for Elizabeth's magic had rendered him the epitome of his 18-year-old self, complete with the vigor and enthusiasm of youth.
As Elie eagerly navigated the unfamiliar system, his mind danced with curiosity.
[Congratulations on finally having access to the system.]
The newly unveiled status information provided a window into his newfound existence:
[Name: Elie Bethany Dracul]
[Age: 18] (Mental: 45 years old)
[Talent: ???]
[BODY CONSTITUTION: N/A]
[SOUL CONSTITUTION: N/A]
[Race: Vampire/???]
[Cultivation: N/A]
[TITLE: Vampire Prince, Son of the Strongest Being, ????]
[Lvl: 1]
[HP: 300/300]
[Mana: 500/500]
[STAMINA: 200/200]
[ATTRIBUTES POINTS - AVAILABLE POINTS: NONE]
[VIGOR: 15]+
[MIND: 15]+
[ENDURANCE: 15]+
[STRENGTH: 15]+
[DEXTERITY: 15]+
[INTELLIGENCE: 20]+
[SKILL WINDOW]
[PASSIVE SKILL: SUPER REGENERATION, SUPER STRENGTH, SUPER HEARING, SUPER SPEED]
[SUPER REGENERATION: An ability to heal yourself at a rapid pace. Even when your body is destroyed while your heart is intact, you can regenerate.]
[SUPER STRENGTH: An ability that imbues your body with immense strength until your stamina is drained.]
[SUPER SPEED: An ability that gives you a 100% boost in your speed until your stamina is drained]
[ACTIVE SKILL: NONE]
[SKILL SHOP: N/A]
[INVENTORY: N/A]
[QUEST: FINISH TUTORIAL]
[REWARD: 10 MYSTERY BOX]
[QUEST: DONE]
Elie couldn't help but puzzle over the many mysteries embedded within his status. "Why is my Talent a question mark? Is this system playing games with me already?" he wondered aloud.
The unfamiliar terms "Body Constitution" and "Soul Constitution" reminded him of the countless video games he had played in his previous life.
Realization struck like a lightning bolt. "So, I'm a vampire," he mused, connecting the dots. A sense of self-satisfaction welled up within him. "No wonder I look good. But what's with all these question marks?"
With a hint of frustration, Elie continued to explore his status. "My mother is the strongest in the world, and I'm a prince. Won't my adventure be boring when my family is the strongest?"
The idea of hiding his identity, a trope from countless tales he had read, vexed him. "I have no choice but to blend in with those stupid MCs," he concluded with a sigh, becoming a reluctant participant in the very stories he had once read.
He reminisced about his previous world, where his middle-class background had allowed him to rise to the ranks of the youngest general. Now, he faced an entirely different set of challenges and responsibilities.
"HAYSST. I'll think about it later," Elie resolved, pushing aside the concerns of his newfound identity. "Let's check the rest of my system first."
Curiosity piqued, he scrutinized his unique passive abilities. "If this is what being a vampire is all about, I wonder how other races compare," he pondered, a glimmer of excitement surfacing.
Returning to the system, Elie discovered the potential to purchase skills and manage an inventory. "This system is too generous," he thought.
But an unsettling notion crept into his mind – the fear of becoming a pawn in a larger scheme. "I hope this isn't a hostile system, like those in anime or novels, using me until I'm strong enough and then devouring me," he mused, a shiver coursing through his slumbering body.
Eager to investigate his newfound powers, he peered into the quest section, intending to inquire about the mysterious tutorial, when another resounding *TING* interrupted his thoughts.
[QUEST: Tutorial]
[Calculating...]
[TUTORIAL FINISHED]
[CHECK REWARDS IN INVENTORY]
The abrupt completion of the tutorial left Elie bewildered, yet his curiosity prevailed. Without hesitation, he delved into the inventory, ready to uncover the enigmatic rewards that awaited him.
"It would've been better if I got a system with its own consciousness that will explain everything rather than racking my brain for minutes to understand what's this and what's that."
Elie, who had initially complained about the lack of a more explanatory system, thought aloud, "Well, I guess a system without consciousness is better," after considering the pros and cons. In the end, he preferred the latter.
The system chimed.
Elie, unable to conceal his astonishment, could only stare at the floating blue screen before him.
**DING** [In this world of magic and cultivation, the Body Constitution and Soul Constitution are pivotal. Body Constitution influences one's ability to absorb and use mystical energies, affecting the cultivation speed. Those with favorable Body Constitutions progress rapidly, while others struggle to harness these energies. Soul Constitution, on the other hand, determines the strength of one's soul, impacting mental fortitude and magical prowess. A robust Soul Constitution enables control of profound magic. The harmony between these two Constitutions is crucial to success, with those possessing both poised for greatness. It's a world where physical and spiritual strengths intertwine on the path to mastery.]
Elie, who was listening intently, nodded in agreement. He was already familiar with Constitutions from his experiences with games, anime, and novels.
"Now," Elie scrolled to the next page.
**DING** [To level up, the host needs five attribute points, which can be earned through quests or training. Each point is gained by enhancing strength, vigor, intelligence, or other abilities. This system emphasizes continuous development, with attribute points representing a currency of growth, allowing the host to progress and enhance their abilities. It's a dynamic journey of self-improvement in a world where strength and knowledge are paramount.]
Curiosity piqued, Elie inquired, "Does it become harder to level up as I reach higher levels, like in those games where the higher your level, the harder it is to level up?" he thought. As if the system knew what he was thinking, the next page explained it.
**DING** [The host level progression remains consistent, with five attribute points required for each level. There's no increase in the difficulty of leveling up as you progress.]
Elie kept scrolling after reading the important parts.
**DING** [The Shop feature empowers the host with the extraordinary ability to acquire any item or power, provided they have the necessary payment. The currency for these transactions is the attribute points earned through the host's efforts and training. As long as you possess sufficient attribute points, you can exchange them in the Shop for your desired items or abilities, making it a versatile and dynamic resource for your journey.]
**DING** [Lastly, completing quests brings rewards upon successful accomplishment. There's no need to fret about accepting quests, as you can decline them. To refuse, you simply expend one attribute point for a side quest or two points for a major quest. This flexibility ensures you can select quests that align with your goals and abilities while managing your