Elie made a strange noise while stretching. Accepting rewards took a lot of time. It was supposed to be fast, but it took him five hours, including the time he passed out.
"Mother, I'm hungry," Elie voiced his concern, momentarily forgetting the implications of his transformation. But then, a realization struck him like a bolt of lightning. He was a vampire now. "Don't tell me I can only eat blood, just like those movies I watched during my past life?" he pondered, directing his gaze toward his mother.
"Mother, is blood our only food source?" Elie asked, his eyes filled with concern and curiosity.
His question drew a light-hearted laugh from Elize, his sister. "Baby, where did you get that idea from?" she chuckled.
Elize couldn't help but laugh at her brother's innocence. Her laughter was like a soft melody, soothing in its way. "Hahaha," she chuckled, her voice warm and reassuring. "Baby, where did you get that idea from?" She giggled, taking a moment to appreciate her brother's curiosity.
Elie needed to explain his reasoning, "In my original life, vampires, elves, dragons, and all those fantastical creatures were just myths. I watched many fantasy movies, and vampires were always portrayed as bloodthirsty creatures. Well, in my second life, creatures like us are now legends, and I'm still trying to make sense of it all."
Elize, his sister, saw this as an opportunity to provide a comprehensive understanding of their vampire heritage. "You are correct and wrong simultaneously, my dear brother," she began, her tone growing more severe yet gentle. "Vampires, billions of years ago, existed solely on blood. However, as time has passed and our kind has evolved, things have changed. We've adapted to the world around us."
Elie leaned in, eager to absorb every detail. Elize continued, her explanation becoming more detailed and engaging. "You see, my dear brother, vampires have undergone a remarkable transformation. We've come a long way from being creatures who couldn't bear the sun's touch. Some of us now thrive in the sunlight, though we still prefer the cover of night. Previously, we had vulnerabilities to light-based magic, but now, some of us have developed an affinity for light, especially among the more recent 'noble' vampires."
Elie's eyes widened with fascination, realizing there was so much more to being a vampire than he had ever imagined. Elizabeth, sensing her son's curiosity, continued, "As for our food, we've advanced in that aspect as well. We can eat and enjoy regular human food just like any other race. But there's a catch, my dear Elie. While we can consume ordinary food, it won't give us the nourishment and strength to thrive. Blood remains our primary source of sustenance."
Elie nodded in understanding, grateful for the detailed explanation. "So, it's like having the best of both worlds," he mused.
Elizabeth nodded, her expression filled with pride. "In short, we are perfect beings," she proclaimed, "Now drink my blood, my dear, and let's eat." She showed her arm.
Elie looks at her mother's arm. 'Why is she showing me her arm? Is she telling me to drink from here? I thought vampires drink from each other's neck.'
"Mom, aren't vampires supposed to drink from each other's neck?" he asked innocently.
Elize, on the side, could only blush at what her brother said while Elizabeth giggled a bit and looked at Elie.
"Ara. Your sister forgot to tell you that only lovers can do that. Drinking from the neck without the other party's consent is akin to rape. Some vampires even kill themselves because someone bites their neck. Drinking blood from the neck is a sacred thing for vampires."
Elie looked at his mother with a shocked expression. Aren't vampires too extreme? Just biting someone's neck without consent, and they kill themselves.
Without warning, Elie's teeth began an eerie transformation, growing inch by inch as if trying to escape his mouth. He watched in awe as this strange occurrence unfolded, the sharp points gleaming ominously in the dim light of the room.
Curiosity overtook him as he extended his senses, drawing him closer to his mother's arm. The scent of her skin was intoxicating, a unique blend of familiarity and mystery.
It was as if her very essence had been captured in that one fragrance. Elie inched closer, and without conscious thought, his teeth found purchase on her tender flesh.
As his teeth sank into her arm, a surge of electricity coursed through Elizabeth's body. It was a sensation unlike any other, a strange mixture of pleasure and pain that sent shivers down her spine.
She could feel the warmth of his mouth against her skin, and it was as if time stood still at that moment.
And then, the blood began to flow. Elie's mouth filled with the crimson liquid, and the taste was nothing short of otherworldly.
It was a flavour that defied description, a symphony of sensations that danced on his taste buds. It was as if he had drunk from the font of life itself, an elixir that held the universe's secrets.
Trying to compare this taste to any other food would be an insult.
Elize, on the side, was recording everything that was happening; the reaction of her brother was excellent. Even she who drank her mother's blood every day can't get enough of it.
Elizabeth caressed her son's head. It had been three minutes already since he started drinking. After a minute more, he finally stopped drinking. He licked the wound and the blood as if he didn't want to waste any of it.
"Are you done, my dear?" She asked while ruffling his hair.
"Yes, mother," he replied while wiping his mouth.
"Now go take a bath and eat; after that, I will give you a tour of our house." She said and started walking outside after pointing to where the bathroom was. Elize all followed Elizabeth.
When Elie was about to stand up, he heard a familiar chime.
DING [QUEST: Take a bath]
[REWARD: 5 ATTRIBUTE POINTS]
[ACCEPT: YES OR NO]
Elie heard the system's voice in his head. "Yes, I accept."
How can he refuse this quest when the system gives him free attribute points? Elie then started walking to the bathroom.
When he opened the door, he was shocked to see the bathroom size and the luxurious look.
It spans 500 square feet and is designed with the finest materials and attention to detail.
The floors are adorned with rare Calacatta marble, with intricate veining patterns that extend across the entire space. Underfloor heating ensures a warm and comfortable environment.
The centerpiece of this bathroom is a grand freestanding bathtub carved from a single piece of Carrara marble. The tub is complemented by gold-plated fixtures and stands beneath a breathtaking crystal chandelier that casts a warm, inviting light throughout the room.
The shower area is a work of art, featuring a colossal, frameless glass enclosure with multiple rain showerheads and body jets. The walls are lined with bookmatched onyx, creating a stunning, translucent backdrop that's both elegant and functional.
The vanity area is a masterpiece of design, featuring custom-made cabinets with a glossy lacquer finish and brushed gold hardware. A vast mirror spans the entire length of the vanity, framed by backlit onyx. Twin vessel sinks made of solid marble add to the opulence.
The bathroom is equipped with witch technology. You can control the lighting and music and even draw a bath at your preferred temperature with a touchpad near the entrance. A state-of-the-art sound system in the walls fills the room with your favorite tunes.
No luxury is spared in this bathroom. Plush, oversized towels are neatly arranged on a heated towel rack. A walk-in closet adjacent to the bathroom has designer robes, towels, and other amenities.
Elie went in front of the mirror and started flexing his muscles. Elie was 205 cm tall, with a well-defined physique, broad shoulders, a sculpted chest, muscular arms, a chiseled abdomen, and strong, muscular legs. His skin was pale and flawless, too.
When Elie was about to thoroughly remove his clothes, he heard the bathroom door opening. He looked at the door and saw a tall woman at 170 cm, probably looking in her middle twenties. She had brown hair, a pale face, and plump lips; overall, she was beautiful but not like his sister and mother.
She was wearing a maid outfit. Looking at her outfit, Elie guessed she was a maid.
"Why are you here?" He asked with a neutral voice.
Layla didn't immediately answer because she was staring at Elie's ethereal face; she felt like she was being sucked into an abyss when looking at his surreal face, not in a wrong way but in a good way.
"Are you done staring?" he said, enjoying the cute reaction of the maid.
She immediately came out of her stupor. She cutely tried to cover her red, embarrassed face.
The maid bowed first, then introduced herself, "I'm Layla, your Highness; as of today, I'm going to be your personal maid. You can ask me anything, and I'll do it without a second thought." She said, somewhat bewildered.
Elie was amused. Elie could see that her face was a little red. Also, he wasn't shy because he was used to someone bathing him. Being a middle-class noble and being the youngest general in history had its advantages.
Elie spread his arms, and the maid approached him and removed his clothes. When Layla fully saw his ethereal body, she couldn't help but be hypnotized, especially by the something dangling between his legs.
Elie just stayed there standing, watching everything with a smile. "Can you start now?" he asked, waiting to see the maid's cute, shy expression.
"Y-yes!" she stammered, turning her head to the side, trying to cover her tomato-colored face.
A few minutes later, she was finally done washing every corner of his body. He was delighted.
"You can go now. I'll call you back after I'm done. Also, tell mother I'll be finished in 30 minutes," he ordered.
The maid professionally answered, "Yes, your Highness." Even though she spoke neutrally, her face said differently. She was still embarrassed.
When he was finally alone, he went to the bathtub and relaxed slightly. "Play 'We Are Young' by fun.," he requested.
{Playing 'We Are Young' by fun, from Earth, Milky Way Galaxy.}
Du.duu.du.duu*
He relaxed his head and closed his eyes.
Outside the room, a maid could be seen with a pillow on her face.
"RAAAAGH! That was embarrassing," she muffled. "I'm sorry, mother, for being a disappointment." Huuu* she exhaled. "Calm down, myself. You are already 600 years old, a teenager, and you will be a young adult in the next hundred years," she mumbled, trying to calm herself down.
It's already been 30 minutes since she went outside. She then heard Elie calling her.
"Layla, come here. I'm done."
Layla then exhaled. She opened the door and went back in to dry Elie up, then gave him different suits to choose from.
After a few seconds of checking every suit, he picked a velvet-colored suit.
Layla looked at her master, and her heart started pounding loudly; Elie's look now was indescribable. Calling him beautiful was an insult; ethereal would be the perfect word for him.
Elie ignored her messy face and said, "Guide me to the dining table."
She came out of her reverie. "Yes, your Highness." She then started guiding him.
Elie passed many maids, wondering why he couldn't see male servants. "Why can I only see females? Don't we have male servants as well?" he asked.
"No, your Highness. Queen Elizabeth didn't want males in her castle," she said.
"Then I'm the only male here, huh."
He didn't bother to look around as he didn't want spoilers because his mother and sister would tour him later.
After a few more minutes of walking, he finally arrived at the dining area where his mother and sister were already sitting.