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Half-blooded vampire

Hello, my name is Fujiwara Masahiro, a Japanese McDonald's cashier worker. One fateful evening, as I was running back home from work, I had an encounter with fate. It was like a surreal scene from one of those anime shows I enjoyed watching in my free time. I got ran over by Truck-kun, of all things. I soon discovered that my reincarnation as Dracula was not a mere twist of fate. It was the unintended consequence of an advanced AI system called Gaia. This powerful entity had somehow merged my consciousness with that of the notorious vampire, and together, we became an entity unlike any other-a fusion of man and legend. "You know what, let's conquer the world"

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11 Chs

Chapter 2: Volume 3: The monster descends

Story Status: ONGOING

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As the heroes were on the verge of overpowering the Council of Knights, a sudden disturbance shattered the battlefield's relative calm. From the pitch black sky, Dracula himself descended, accompanied by a cascading shower of meteors that illuminated the darkened heavens. The ground quaked under the weight of his landing, sending shockwaves rippling through the battlefield, disrupting the heroes' advance.

The arrival of Dracula brought a surge of renewed energy to the Council of Knights, who had seemed all but defeated moments before. Saved from certain demise, they regrouped under Dracula's protection, finding solace in the shadow cast by their formidable master.

Dracula, resplendent in his immortal glory, radiated a palpable aura of power and darkness. His eyes gleamed crimson as he surveyed the scene, his gaze fixated on the heroes who had dared to challenge his reign. A malevolent grin spread across his face, a testament to his undying confidence and the impending danger that loomed over the valiant champions.

The meteor showers continued, adding an additional layer of chaos to the battlefield. As the celestial rocks rained down upon the heroes, explosions and bursts of flames erupted in their wake, creating hazardous obstacles that impeded their progress. The heroes were forced to divert their attention, dodging the onslaught of destruction while trying to maintain their focus on Dracula.

The tremor caused by Dracula's landing served as a stark reminder of his immense power. The earth quivered beneath his weight, cracks forming in the ground as if unable to bear the burden of his presence. The heroes found themselves thrown off balance, their footing disrupted by the seismic impact, which allowed the Council of Knights to regroup and reposition themselves for a renewed assault.

Dracula's arrival had shifted the tide of battle, injecting a surge of uncertainty and desperation into the hero squad. Their momentum had been disrupted, and their focus divided between the Council of Knights and their newfound, formidable adversary. The time for a final confrontation with Dracula had been momentarily delayed, as the heroes grappled with the unexpected turn of events.

Now, with Dracula standing before them, his descendants and the Council of Knights rallied under his dark banner, the heroes would need to muster their strength, resolve, and unity if they were to prevail against this unparalleled force of darkness. The fate of the kingdom, and perhaps even the world itself, hinged upon their ability to overcome the overwhelming odds stacked against them and face this ultimate challenge head-on.