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As he is a lost lamb, he is still predator amongst the human society of the mundane world, as he keeps dying as a human, his vampiric soul reincarnates as forever and eternal. The vampire never dies, even his mortal vessel dissipates under the grave. A wilted flower blooms another.

KleiNightwriter · Fantasy
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Illusion of Deception Pt. 1

The 30th of December 2020, minutes until next year…

I started his speech in the Court of Transylvania "Iglesia ni Cristo are a cult. They are the anti-vampires that are actual vampires who worship God. Do you not see how they do not have a cross? Or why they deny or hated the cross?

Because they are demons living under the flesh and skin of a human! We, the court of the Vampire Council, are already notified that by this very day that they are… what are they looking for?"

Count Isabell spoke on the 4th of the court to raise his hand.

"Yes, Count Isabell?"

"World Domination sir!"

"Exactly! These vile creatures are vampires that deny the drinking of Blood and the denying the fact of the cross ever existed as a weakness… as if they are trying to act human… just what are they? And what do they want with the world looking for such domination that they can barely do in a little country of this so called… THE PHILIPPINES?" I asked.

On the 2nd of the court, Count Ariabella spoke as she stood up, raising her hand, "Count Voltaire, you did mention a few months ago they do not have a scent. We cannot sniff them out to find where they are."

"That is a good thing."

"How is that a good thing Count Voltaire?!" asked the 2nd count

"Do not disrespect how I think… my thinking is merely a strategy to save the world from being dominated by these vile creatures! And only one person I was acquainted with had a…. what shall I call it… a weakness… you see everyone…? The Iglesia ni Cristo has no scent, which means when we are in a group of a few people inside a restaurant, we can sense each other's energies and Blood BUT! If you sense something like a void or a soulless being, that is a humanoid… that is the enemy…."

They all muttered with each other as if it was a good advantage.

"I learned this when I admitted to my foster father that I have been drinking Blood for 2 literal decades behind his back when I sensed a soulless person inside the room. He had no energy, as if he is lifeless. He is an IGLESIA! And then I talked about religion while talking about BLOOD.

I made that conversation to admit myself that I drink Blood for beneficial needs as if I am confused of myself why it tastes so good to me… and then the barber a relative of my father named Benjie joked that I should share Blood with one of his crew members at the barber shop, and that is where I stepped in the line! ACROSS IT!"

"Did you kill the enemy, sir?"

"No, not yet… what I did… is to let things go smoothly without anyone being killed. I already read him like a book which I simply said that what if he is an Iglesia?"

"What was his answer?"

"He said he is. He admitted it."

They all muttered and clapped at my brilliance and wittiness.

"Now… Mr Renfield… my assistant, that is a zombie before that night. Told me about the warnings about these vile creatures living under human skin called The Anti-vampire Cult, which are actually vampires travelling for world domination.

He told me they have no scent, so after that night, father and I went outside to buy 'ANTIPSYCHOTICS' for me about my blood drinking habits they think of as mental illness or a delusion. And then I convinced my father to go to the barber shop.

It was all according to plan as a Pagan and Vampire. At the same time, I practice the shadow works of the universe to give me signs and omens of the foreshadow for the next days. And this is what happened…."

They all clapped for me.

"Thank you, thank you everyone. You are too kind for me. NOW! Since they are looking for world, domination, one of you must suggest me what we all Vampire Council Counts should do to stop them."

"We can just kill them, sire!"

"No… I… will dominate it myself…."

They all muttered and not sure of this idea.

My ghoul woman assistant came to me to whisper.

"Ah yes, of course. Thank you, Ms. Senyan. Now! All of you shut your mouths now. I shall speak again. We are not over in this assembly!"

They all stopped and listened.

"I was informed that drinking Iglesia blood is poison to all vampires, including me, the Highest of you all and my father, Mr. Balaur."

"Count Dracula is not immune to this?!"

"He is not… sadly… so if we ever get infected by their Blood, we will all die. Why? Because they made these unholy yet holy sacraments and blessings that I call a 'RITUAL' that they deny it is an actual cult ritual is to turn them into an angel. A pure angel of Christ. Iglesia ni Cristo. Angel of Christ. End of meeting, all of you are dismissed."

"SIR SIR! I HAVE ONE LAST QUESTION!"

"Go on…"

"You are under house arrest by your father, which you dearly love… how are you going to go outside?"

"I already had that planned out since I had… a pill called Prozac. Do not fret everyone, my house arrest over a decade shall be over. Dismissed NOW!!!"

They all left the Vampire Court of Mr Balaur's castle.

"My dear son, you impressed me." Says my father, Count Dracula.

"Why thank you, father! I am doing my job just like I am supposed to do for all vampires and other creatures of the night. We are sworn to protect them more than humans… but the Iglesia call themselves angels… to become superior to humans to dominate them… I say rather it is distasteful to hear that! Even saying it in my own words twice in one day! Rather… they are less than human… they are vermin!"

"You go on back to the Yakuza now. Mr. Yen is waiting for you."

"… I would rather go home… Count Dracula, my dearest father."

"You are dismissed from the court for today. I love how you creatures have been immune to sunlight now. However, I am not immune to sunlight. I am immune to all things holy, but you are Special. You are the chosen one.

If God is dead… like everyone in the plagued world assumed that GOD IS DEAD… you can be the new king of this world… crowned… to be… the ultimate lifeform… Go on now, Voltaire, you're going straight home."

"Thank you!" I bowed and then fled off to the Philippines.

New Year, New Life…

My foster father finally sees how sane I am now, so he decided to let me go.

First, I need some energy to help me. I went outside of the house to start my world domination, starting a war with the Iglesia cult so-called RELIGION! And the humans here.

It was Tuesday, and every Tuesday, this non-official religious group called El Shadai I used to be a part of. I walked outside of the village districts and streets to head to the back of the church. It will start later at 9:00 AM, which is now is 8:44 AM.

I shall wait and have him invite me to the church that can be my hideout. I do not fear the cross anymore. I used to be religious as a Christian before and saw its light. That is how I gained immunity from sunlight and all holy things as a vampire, as if I am a hybrid.

But still, the invitation and consent are the Vampire's moral code that they are forced to do mental restraint. Even the mindless beast vampires called the Level E vampires to have this moral code that they cannot enter a house, church, or restaurant without a proper invitation.

They cannot bite people without their consent. But somehow, these Level E vampires are mindless beasts that do not care about consent. However, they still care about the invitation, but they must follow a moral code, so they must be staked by the sword and severed by the head.

A vampire does not die simply by being staked in the heart. It will only paralyse the body temporarily. But it is a good advantage to do that before you do the finishing blow to kill it off using a sword or a knife to cut the head off and burn it.

Rather, it does sound gruesome, but that is how it works. One of Van Helsing's families is my acquaintances that taught me those before. A single strike can't kill one. Three is out! Just like baseball.

In strike 1, you stake the heart to paralyse because it is aware of its neck being severed even if it is sleeping.

Strike 2 You sever the head, but it will just leave two vampires living even more that might still move.

Strike 3 burn it completely. The Vampire's weakness more than sunlight is fire. Why do they love the cold and dark very much, huh?

So basically, I will start to get strong by making my old allies join my army of ghouls a decade ago to serve me.

The method I usually do when I victimise someone is not by mindless beast's murder. But rather hypnosis to convince them to love me entirely, not actual hypnosis but by talking to them charmingly and charismatically, using superficial wits outsmarting and intelligence.

It is that easy to seduce someone as a vampire, really!