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My Three Wives Are Beautiful Vampires.

Victor was a normal 21-year-old man, he grew up in a loving family that helped him take care of himself knowing that he had a practically incurable disease, the RH null blood, he was the owner of a rare blood type... But what Victor didn't know, is that this blood type was a delicacy in the supernatural world, creatures that fed on blood loved his blood type... And that blood he hated would be the factor that would make Victor the greatest vampire of all time. ........................... [A/N: The cover is mine, it's original.] This novel is being edited by: IsUnavailable, And Davo 2138. If you want to support me so that I can pay artists to illustrate the characters in my novel, visit my Patreon: patreon.com/VictorWeismann More characters images in: https://discord.gg/4FETZAf

Victor_Weismann · Fantasie
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Chapter 854: Somebody I Used to Know.

Chapter 854: Somebody I Used to Know.

Samar, the private bath of The Palace.

Victor leaned against the edge of the bath, gazing at the ceiling, lost in thought as he reviewed the brief fight he had with Fenrir.

"I feel like I'm close to discovering something..." Victor narrowed his eyes. The fight with Fenrir had been quite enlightening.

He couldn't tell if it was because he had witnessed the "Concepts" being deleted and reconstructed or if it was Fenrir's Evolution, but he had a nagging feeling that he had stumbled upon something significant, though he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

This sensation was incredibly frustrating, akin to having information on the tip of your tongue that you couldn't recall or a missing puzzle piece that prevented a complete picture.

"What are you thinking about, Vic?" Scathach's voice broke through his thoughts, coming from his left.