Vampire Rebirth

Mark Lovo was plugged into his VR headset going over character models for Aldarra Online. A popular VR MMORPG.

He was working on the upcoming DLC Undead Rising. Story of Vampires trying to conquer the world and turn the humans into cattle for them. Player would fight the undead and vampires alike.

His job at the moment was to make sure the models for the game play correctly. And even testing some of the cutscenes for clipping.

Outside the skyscraper Mark worked at a freak thunderstorm started to form. As it crossed the city huge bolts of yellow lighting stuck buildings. Melting metal and shattering glass. It made its way to the building Mark was in and unleashed a fury of bolts onto it. Almost like it was enacting revenge.

The lightning struck power lines and the building wire indiscriminately.

Bolt of lightning traveled through the wires to where Mark was working. Killing him instantly.

Hours later the building was on lock down. Police, Fire department and Paramedics went through the building clearing it and pulling Marks charred body out.

While all this was happening Marks soul was traveling through the void.

"What's going on!"

He tried to call out but no sound came out. It was almost as he was screaming into his own head.

Next thing he knew a bright light flashed. He started to see history unfold around him like a movie projected onto cloth. Waving in and out showing different scenes throughs history.

A green tide of Orcs moving down a mountain like an avalanche. Only to be met by another army of Humans. Some would cast spells of fire and ice exploding part of the Orc army, only to watch it refill but their sheer numbers.

With a blink of the eye the scene changed. It was a group of adventurers going through a portal to reappear in a huge cavern. Treasure piled waist high. Gold, treasure chests, magical scrolls and weapons littered the grounds. A top a small plato a man stood yelling at the group of adventurers. Before their eyes the man started to reshape into an adult blue dragon. The party scattered as lightning bellowed out of him.

Another blink another scene.

This time it was a woman in a beautiful pink dress sitting bedside to her husband. He was in a well made suit but seemed to be covered in blood. Mark couldn't make out what they were saying but could clearly tell it was the mana last words. The woman cried as she watched her husband passed. Shortly after her mood changed to rage an anger. She tore her dress apart and seemed to change into leather armor and armed herself. He watched as the years passed for this woman. She traveled the lands slaughtering Nobles and the like. She created a huge empire of bandits and other ill intent folk. More time passed. She was now an old woman a top a pirate ship with a large fleet behind her. Mark watched as she created a home on an island surrounded by mist and monsters. She buried her treasure and loot before sailing out. She went to face off against the Kings fleet. Shortly after she and her own armada fell to the abyss. He watched as her lifeless body sank to the ocean floor clutching onto a silver locket of her husband.

He blinked again and watched the scene change. He wished he didn't. He wanted to see more of the previous scene.

This time the scene was much different. It seemed it was moving in slow motion. It was a two gigantic armies facing one another. One side was Humans, Elves, Dwarves, and Dinosaur like race all standing together. On the opposite side was a large horde of Undead, Orcs, Goblins, Dark Elves and even huge Rat like men armed side by side. There were even fleets of ships of each faction sailing towards one another. Both living and undead Dragons hovering in the air. Fowl beasts on the evil side while the good side seemed to be semi technologically advance with weird looking helicopters and guns. The field was nearly barren. On the good side grass was growing with a small forest behind while the evil side was nothing more then swamps and dying lands. With the sound of a war horn the two sides charged and clashed against one another. As the good side died the Vampires used their magic to raise them back from the dead to now fight their former comrades. Guns and canons fired off besieging the undead dragons and shadow dragons alike. Mark tried to peer beyond the battle only to see darkness. Yet he could sense something behind watching both sides fight. Almost like they were waiting to swoop in.

As the fight continued he watched a spell be cast only to blind him. When he opened his eyes he could tell he was in a new body. He could taste the staleness of the air and hear how quiet it was. Laying down he sat up right and looked at his hands. They were extremely pale. He seemed to be wearing clothes of a noble but extremely disheveled. Looking over his body he noticed a hole in his clothes right where is heart is.

"Seems like this person died from the heart."

Before his eyes a screen popped up.

[ Mark Lovo: Vampire

Class: Necromancer Lv 1

HP: 60

Mana: 80

Stamina: 80

Blood: Full

Strength: 42

Dexterity: 48

Constitution: 35

Intelligence: 28

Charisma: 10

Luck: 15

Skills:

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Raise Undead: 0/4

- Raises an undead creature depending on available corpses. Costs 20 Mana + Level of undead.

Blood Drain: Costs 4 Mana per second.

-After inflicting a wound to a target that causes them to bleed, you may use this skill to draw blood from them. This counts as feeding when hungry. The larger the wound the more blood you can syphon.

Stunning Gaze: Costs 15 Mana + Level of Target.

- When you look a target in the eyes you can use this skill to stun them for 5 seconds. The higher the level the target is the shorter the duration.

Vampiric Bite: Costs 10 Mana.

- Target must be in biting distance and be incapacitated in any way to perform this skill. Deal 30 + Vampire Level damage to target. You also heal yourself for half the amount.

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Abilities:

Super Human Strength: As a Vampire you have Super Human Strength, Gain 20 Strength.

Lightning Reflex: As a Vampire you are faster then humans, Gain 20 Dexterity.

Undead Fortitude: As an undead poison has no affect on you, Gain Immunity to Poison and 15 Constitution.

Night Sight: Can see in the dark as though it was day.

Natural Fear: Being a creature of the night many fear you. Living beings that come within 5ft of you will have ever looming fear in the back of their mind.

Heart Vulnerability: As a Vampire a stake through the heart won't kill you. You'll be paralyzing till the stake is removed.

Sunlight Weakness: Being out in Sunlight weakens you. For every hour you are out in direct sunlight all stats will be reduced by 10%. Once you reach 100% you will burn to ashes and die.

Blood Hunger: Even being undead you need to eat. Not as often though. You must consume 1 gallon of blood a week to live. For every day after a week of not drinking blood you will have a negative 5% to all stats. Once you reach 100% you will go into a coma until you are fed blood. ]

"IM A FUCKING VAMPIRE!"

Mark couldn't believe his eyes! He was just doing his job and now he's a vampire! It has to be a dream he told himself. He tried pinching himself to wake up to no avail.

He quickly got up and looked around the room. It seemed to be a room for a noble but everything was ruined. The drapes were ripped apart, the door seemed to have been chopped down, dust and debris scattered the floor. He even saw a skeleton laying on the ground. The stone walls were chipped and brittle. Mark felt like the building he was in could crumble at any moment.

He gathered his thoughts before heading to the window to look out. It was night time over the forest that hid the building he was in. He looked around and noticed he was high above in a castle tower. The courtyard was overgrown and the doors to the main castle gate were missing entirely. The stone walls to the castle were also missing large chunks as though they were attacked and never replaced. He looked back out to the forest. It was beautiful and lush. He couldn't even see any other towns or settlement in the distance. He was thrown off by the sight.

'For someone who was an undead he didn't affect the land scape like in most stories.' Mark thought to himself.

He stood and watched. A breeze blew in as the trees swayed. He felt defeated his old life was snuffed out before he could finish the job he had. He was proud of his work and wouldn't be able to finish it.

Sitting their watching he lost track of time and spent nearly two hours day dreaming. Dreaming about his old life and his goals before his thoughts were set on this new world. How he needs to learn the customs of this world, what he can do and how to get stronger. He thought back to the scenes he witnessed before coming here. A huge army of Orcs, a blue dragon with treasure, an old pirate woman who also hid treasure and a war between good an evil. Not wanting to repeat history and knowing he wasn't evil. He planned to make a difference. Just because he was a monstrous race doesn't mean he is a monster. He won't allow good and evil to dictate race but actions of one another.

He formulated a plan in his head. He needs allies, power and a base. He already has a base but needs some TLC. He need information before doing anything else he thought. Or at the very least find someone who does.

With his plan made and goals set, he readied himself for the journey ahead.