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Birth Of The Vampire Lord

In the year of 2025, on new years day the world was in chaos when a blue box appeared in everyone vision stating that every human alive, will be transported to a new world named Verra. Our protagonist 'Draven the Craven' as he was called by the people around him. "Verra huh?", Draven stared into the mirror at his contorted face as anger welled up within him. With a weak body, and small frame, he was always picked on and made fun of throughout his life, they called him the craven because he never fought back, he knew he couldn't win so he never even tried. "10 seconds till transfer" A robotic voice rang out in Dravens head. The world went black and shifted instantly. In a white room Draven appeared, "You have been chosen to be lord on the World of Verra, roll to choose your starting race." the robotic voice stated. A huge wheel of fortune popped up, with a fantasy array of races ranging from, humans to elves, wolfmen, lizardmen, all different types of humanoids, even monster types like goblins and orcs. Dravens face changed into a malicious smile with the thought of being something other than human. Draven made his roll, "Ding! Your selected starting race is human!" the robotic voice rang out once more. "HUMAN?" Draven yelled with rage. "Roll for your starting item, the item ranks are, Common, Uncommon, Rare, Epic, Legendary, and Mythic". Draven on his knees looked up at the wheel of fortune and spun it once more. "Ding!, your selected item is the Heart Of Darkness. Check your inventory to inspect it". "How do i check my inventory? " asks Draven. He waits a minute and no response is given. Draven closes his eyes says in his head 'This disgusting robot voice wont tell me how to check my inventory', After inventory is said in his head a blue box pops up in his face displaying his inventory with the heart of darkness in his first slot. 'Inspect', the heart of darkness presents a description of itself. Rank: Mythic Description: Ripped from the chest of the God Of Death, by the God Of Life in the war of the gods, a millennium ago. Use: One time consumable Effects: Unkown 'Host do you wish to use this one time consumable?' a flashing yes or no button popped up in Dravens Vision. 'yes' thought Draven, and his vision went black.
Vampirescool · 3.5K Views

Evil is Real

Not a sound, not even a whisper was heard from the Saint Claire household, it was though the devil came to steal,kill and destroy the last surviving members of the Eastern crusaders - the last line of defense against demons. It was a sad day for Zenemiah, the last son of Kish Saint Claire - a brave crusader who died in battle at the borders of their home land - Hailderguard. The members of the house hold gathered around the grave of their master, brother, friend husband and father, Zenemiah's mom and sister couldn't hold back their tears as the priest gave his final blessings to the dead man. " What will become of the household" - " the boy will be in charge"- the relatives of the Saint Claire's debated behind the crowd - "the boy is only 16, he doesn't even know what it means to be a crusader in Hailderguard", Kish's friend - Northington aforesaid. Zenemiah was just 16 yes, but he had already gotten some experience than the old chubby fools in the church - not because his family was rich, he had proven himself again and again in the church training camp that nothing is beyond limits as long as you set your mind towards achieving it. Hailderguard used to be a peaceful land - a place of the church, the Church of the Crusaders, until the devil came - from the depths of the earth, demons poured and their ways leading to the town's shores. To protect the citizens, the church formed a group of able-bodied men and women to slay the beasts, will the gifts of the Holy swords, the crusaders have kept the demons at bay - it was however unfortunate for Kish, who died in battle. The burial ceremony was over, Zenemiah's mom - Eve, called out the servants in the household and instructed to them to clear all of the dead master's belongings to the space room, just in that moment, Eve's daughter - Victoria interrupted when she was given further instructions to the eldest bulter of the household - Bartholomew. "Why are you doing this mother?".... "Father's burial was today and here you are trying to bury everything that reminds me of him, this is so cruel!".. Victoria cried out - "this is not up for discussion young lady,go to your room and lay your head" - Eve replied with such sorrowful bitterness... "If I may my mistress, the space will be come always for the children to still have a memory their late father" - Bartholomew pointed out.. "Very well, I'm sorry Victoria".. Eve said to her daughter, walking away with tears in her eyes. "Thank you Bartholomew" Victoria said. "It was no issue milady, but I fear the one person who's hurt more is your brother".. Bartholomew tried to sympathize with Victoria. Zenemiah hated everything at that moment - England, Hailderguard, the church, the Crusaders, demons ....even himself. ================================ It was 1845, one more year, he becomes a full pledged crusader but fear in his heart, the chances of him getting that driving confidence back is dim. Death is not evil not good - a law of nature, it can be evil sometimes and evil can be real
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