New Born (I): Fear The Sun

THE KINGDOM OF LERROWARN

DUCHY OF DERKOSHA

SELENE (THE CITY OF A THOUSAND MOONS)

In a room located in the tallest tower in the most elaborate of castles, exquisite in its making with white rocks of shining silver and gaudy highlights of black red and gold. The stench or scent of blood hung thickly in the air as the secret true lord of this city sipped the reddest of wine from a tea cup whilst sniffing a rose. Pale skin made it seem as if he was covered in a layer of makeup, but many knew and could tell this was definitely not the white of makeup, but the white of death.

But never the less his purple velveteen shirt and tight black pants with a silver belt was enough to make even the hardest of women feel week in the knees as they'll struggled to staunch the flow of desire from within their most secret place. He was bare feet and his lips were the red of a rose, or the red of blood. He smiled as he looked out the window into the lively city below as the festival of the trickster god Loki was in full swing.

He longed to join them, to be swept amongst their revelry as it was a night where any and all pranks were legal and allowed. He could almost smell the sheer amount of tears that would be shed, blood spilt as lives would be taken under the cover of pranks that the festival provided. A feast of exquisite blood would flow as slaves would be torn apart and their insides spread all over the city in a beautiful decoration. Loki's Banquet was such a wonderful day to be a monster, a wonderful day to be evil, and a wonderful d ay to be a vampire.

He chuckled softly, his joy coming not just from the sounds of beautiful music, the sounds of bloodlust or death or the intense stench of blood. No the system message he received a few minutes ago along with the boiling of his blood left him eager with hunger and excited with lost. He was so happy and his mood was reflected in the city of a thousand moons, beautiful, mystifying, and hidden, all so well from the outside world. After all there was a reason why it was called a city of a thousand moons.

He stretched, brushing aside the silky white hair that hung over the side of his face as his eerie blue eyes seemed to pierce into the void of space. The city with a thousand nights and one day; Selene. A land where the goddess of the moon landed and had her secret children with the god of mischief Loki. A land cursed and blessed with werewolves, and ruling above them all was one vampire.

And for so long it seemed that he would be alone, that there would be no one to understand the pull of the thirst, the urge and the ecstasy of the feed. The excitement of the kill and the power to bend the mind of mortal to you will, the power of a god. But now he could feel it, deep in his blood and deep in his code, he was not alone anymore. And he was not like these people, sometimes they call themselves players other say they're uploads.

But it didn't matter to him as they were all the same and none of them could feel the chasm in his heart, but now he knows someone else has been born and made manifest unto the world. Of course this person could not really be like him, after all he was a true born child of this world of these universe. What was it that one man called him before he was drained dried and his body ripped apart in the most elaborate manner, there were a lot but it should all mean the same. A program, NPC, an AI, or that last one… Virus, it sounded cool, REALLY BLOODY COOL!

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QUEST COMPLETE: RACIAL UPGRADE! (LESSER VAMPIRE)

1. [gain 2 normal class and 2 combat class: 4/4]

2. [get 2 normal class and 2 combat class to level 25 each: 4/4]

3. [drink the blood of 25 different beings (humans included): 25/25]

4. [get your magic stat to tier3: 1/1]

5. [kill a sentient living being by drinking them dry of their blood: 1/1]

6. [get a passive and active combat skill and a passive and active normal skill to intermediate: 2/2]

7. [DIE: 1/1]

[You have changed your race from human to lesser vampire, but as you have the cells of a lesser divine being, your race has been mutated to lesser Dhamphir [ half human/half vampire]. You have received the trait [Daylighter] and the skill apparition has been changed to [Bat Apparition], the skill siphon has been change to [Feed], you have gained the passive skills [Steel Mind], [Blood Magic Mastery]. You have gained the passive skills [Compulsion], [Blood Rain], and [Turn]. You have received 40,000 quest exp]

[You have completed a hidden quest of every territory: Engage in conflict with your neighbors. You have received 5,000 quest exp, 2000 magic resource and the blueprints for 5 basic arrow towers]

[You have achieved a milestone! You've went up against an army larger and more equipped than you and won with an impressive show of force. You've received forest wolf spawn key, and the blueprints for basic army barracks.]

Rezar sat huddled within one of the tunnels within the cove, he couldn't move out for one very obvious reason, sunlight. While they were lucky enough to make it back to the camp in time, he was still unlucky enough to get caught under sunlight and it scared the shit out of him. For the first time since he was reborn in Elysium he was afraid of something.

He could feel his heart pounding in his chest as his breath hitched while the rays chased the shadows away. He ran, but even that didn't take the fear away, it seemed etched into the deepest part of his bones and deep into his soul…. He was scared of the sun.