After he took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, and put them back on, although the military grade anti aging serum also fixed his eyes.
He was so used to wearing glasses that he felt out of place without them.
Airid and Robert stared at each other In disbelief for a full minute only for a new voice to shatter the silence.
"Airid, Robert?"
Paul called out only to see the two men snap their heads at him.
"..."Airid
"..."Robert
"..."Paul
The three of them also stared at each other as they studied each other's features, for example, Airid was 173 centimeters tall, and he wasn't either bulky or skinny though you could tell that he was working out.
As for the handsomeness department he was above average coupled with his short blond hair and blue eyes, he excluded an Intellectual charm.
As for Paul and Robert, they stood at 193 centimeters with Paul having a more lean and muscular body compared to Robert's body which was showing trademarks of dad bod.
Both of them had brown hair with Paul having green eyes and Robert brown eyes.
Just as Airid was about to open his mouth to break the silence the last members of the gang finally joined the party.
"Alright, that figures It were dead and It's some kind of afterlife reunion Isn't it?"
Darius with Julian In tow who stood at 180 centimeters tall with dark gold hair and blue eyes with Julian standing at 195 centimeters with sleaked to the side light golden hair said as he crossed his muscular arms with a high percentage of body fat only to hear Airid deny the statement.
"No, it isn't..."
Airid began as he started massaging his thumping madly temples.
"Huh? What do you mean weeb?"
Robert asked while raising his brown eyebrow.
"...remember how Drac used to talk about prolonging his life even If It meant giving Death the middle finger once he got drunk?"
Airid asked with a wry smile plastered on his face.
"Arid we buried Drac, we saw his coffin get lowered Into the ground with our own eyes..."
Paul with a frown on his face rejected Airids statement Instantly.
"I know that but, think about It we never saw his corpse, and let's be honest If anyone could pull this kind of sick prank It would be that lunatic of ours"
Airid explained, as he did his facial muscles couldn't help but start twitching.
"Hmmm well, he did start selling all of his stuff all of a sudden after those advertisements promoting cryo pods came out..."
Julian added thoughtfully only for the sound of clapping to reverberate throughout the room.
As It did they cranked their necks to the source of It only to see Dracula with crimson eyes shining In the darkness step out from the shadows like a true evil mastermind the only thing missing was a white cat In his hands to complete the look while clapping his hands as If to congratulate them on solving the mystery.
MC POV
"So how does it feel to be alive and more or less young again?"
I asked with a devilish grin plastered on my face as I looked at the silent as stone gang who looked like they had seen a ghost.
Well, I couldn't blame them, could I? After all, I did orchestrate my death and funeral. You might ask why? Well because I could and why not? It was worth seeing their current priceless faces.
"See I told you..."
Airid was the first one to speak as he facepalmed.
"You know what... never mind you have a few screws loose Drac you know that?"
Paul said shaking his head as he looked at me with a look that one would give a mental patient.
"Well thank you, I'll take that as a compliment fish man"
I blinked my eyes as I used the nickname I and the gang gave to Paul because he was a professional swimmer with a dozen of medals on his belt.
"Please tell me you at least Invested all of you're money vamp"
Robert asked as he rustled his head's hair referring to me with my nickname which the gang gave to me because of my rather unique appearance.
"Well duh scrooge, what do you take me for? I might be not right In the head but at least I'm not dumb, how do you think I could afford to freeze you're hairy and soggy asses and those military grade anti aging serums?"
I said with a hurt expression that could easily win an oscar referring to Robert who was the businessman among us thus earning the nickname of a certain filthy rich duck.
"So what now?"
Darius asked.
"Well I was thinking of becoming a space merc, you know the kind that goes around the galaxy from planet to planet, banging all kinds of xeno chicks while at the same time partying like there's no tomorrow, but first of all let's have a smoke, these babies cost a fortune believe me"
I said lightheartedly as I took out a luxurious looking box of cigars and after opening It divided amongst my battle brothers.
As we lit up our cigars, the room filled with rich, aromatic smoke, we sank into the plush chairs, feeling the weight of the situation start to lift.
The familiar camaraderie was back, stronger than ever.
"So, space mercs, huh?"
Airid said, exhaling a plume of smoke.
"Sounds like a plan. I mean, the only one who possibly has any descendants out of us Is scrooge, well unless we unknowingly knocked someone up back In the day, but once again we were asleep for what almost two centuries?
Airid asked while looking at each of us suspiciously.
"Nope no random knock ups here"
Paul said as he shook his head.
"Don't even think about It, I practically lived my whole life from paycheck to paycheck there's no way In hell I would risk having to pay for childcare"
Darius rebuked while puffing out smoke rings.
"You know me weeb, not In a million years not with the s*itshow that was the 21st century"
I defended myself sharply.
"Yeah almost two centuries, theres no way In hell anyone out of my descendants even remembers me so If you ask me I'm all for It, after all In their eyes I'm dead"
Robert said as he filled up his lungs with smoke to the brim.
"Same here"
Julian added.
"Alright since that's out of the way, wait what's our current life expectancy now?"
Airid asked the crucial question.
"One hundred twenty two years give or take, though I believe we could extend It way beyond that, after all, UNOE Is only barely considered a level one Interstellar civilization, and from what I managed to find there are level two, three, four, five and even higher level civilizations so I don't think we have to worry about that"
I explained based on the knowledge I acquired after scrolling through the galactic Intranet GI for short.
"Well, then you put It that way what else are we going to do, find a blue collar job and toll away for the rest of our lives like we did I the past? Not sure about you but Im never doing It again It was f*cking hell, wake up go to work, come back go to sleep, and repeat for sixty years straight"
Robert said sarcastically earning the nods of approval from everyone Including me.
"Exactly,"
I said, taking a deep puff.
"We're back In our prime, stronger, and faster than before so we might as well put our new bodies to good use plus we were given a second chance so we might as well make the best of It"