My Name Is...

"My name is Eira Callista." For a time, I sit enjoying the moment.

A few minutes pass, and my thoughts begin to turn to other things. I take a few deep breaths, relax my mind, and begin thinking about what I'll do from here.

The world's mana levels should continue to rise and will eventually hit a tipping point. If it's as I suspect, along with mana, the lost magical creatures and races will also return.

"I need to make sure I am prepared."

To get a better grasp of my current state, I continue to go through my status.

Name: Eira Callista

Gender: Female

Race: Vampire {Pseudo True God}

Level: 1 (0/10)

Health: 300/300

Mana: 100/100

Strength: 15

Endurance: 15

Agility: 15

Intellect: 10

Constitution: 30

Talents: Paranormal

Skills: Blood Magic

Titles: Heir of Blood

Essence: 0

If I remember correctly, the average male human's stats are usually around 5 at level 1. Thinking through the information given to me by the Goddess's inheritance, I piece together what everything in my status means.

Level, increasing the level will cause the other stats to improve, and to increase level, essence is required.

Health, if it hits zero, the monster or creature dies. However, a killing blow is usually still required.

Mana is necessary for the use of skills.

Strength is all about physical power.

Endurance is related to an individual's stamina.

Agility has to do with flexibility and dodging.

Intellect is directly linked to both mana and mental strength.

Constitution has a direct effect on the body's health and senses.

Talents are something that cannot be taught or learned. Usually, they are unique to an individual and are apart or attached to someone's soul. They typically use mental strength rather than mana.

Skills are the opposite; they are not unique to an individual. Many of them can be learned through the traditional method of learning, a magic book, or some other rare items.

Titles appear when an individual has a unique quality or achievement that the cosmic mana stream has directly recognized.

Essence is something contained within all living things, almost like a life energy.

However, sorting through my inherited memories...

"I don't remember essence being included under my status before? Isn't it automatically used to increase my level?"

[Host essence can now be used in the systems shop, so this system will store any essence the host harvests. If the Host wishes to use essence to increase levels it must now be done manually.]

'Shop? Is that a feature of the system? My predecessor never designed the system with that function. Did the system add new functions?'

"What functions does the system have?"

[This system has the following functions:

1) Task

2) Analyze

3) Shop **Locked**

4) Followers **Locked**

]

Ah, the bottom two are locked. As for <Analyze>, it is used to check a summary of information stored within the cosmic mana stream. This is usually an uncommon skill that few will have; however, it is a built-in function of the system.

Thinking through all the new information, I couldn't help but feel a sudden wave of exhaustion.

'I'm so tired. I want to go home and rest. I will look into this more later.'

Lifting my head, I glance around the small platform.

This is the god space I inherited from Callista. Having a god space is technically all it takes to be recognized as a true god. This place is the reason why the status screen identifies me as a pseudo true god. At least in this god space, I am nearly invincible, but in the world soon to return, I am weak.

'As I gain power, I suspect my god space will grow larger.'

With a little difficulty, I force myself to stand. Immediately my pants and underwear fall to the ground leaving me standing half nude.

Turning my head downwards, my face becomes hot. Although the Goddess's inheritance has affected my mentality and even my personality, I was still a man not long ago.

"Well, this is my body now, so I'll just have to get used to it, but these clothes are going to be a problem."

Suddenly the familiar voice of the system sounds.

[Ding!]

[Side Task: New Clothes

Task Objective:

1) Buy seven changes worth of cute clothes. Must be outfits appropriate for your new form (skirts, panties, bras, etc.).

Task Reward: Storage Ring

Failure: N/A]

"..."

[...]

"What kind of task is this?! The system was never designed with tasks like these!"

[Host, this system has made many modifications and upgrades over the past seventy thousand years.]

"But why cute? Wait, you know what, forget it."

'Right now, I need to figure out how I am going to get home.'

Tossing the underwear to the side, I pull the pants up.

'These pants are way too long, and there aren't enough belt holes to tighten them all the way.'

I glance down at my hand and concentrate on my index finger. Suddenly, the nail extends outwards. A vampire's claws are sharp enough to cut through many metals without difficulty. I can use them to cut the pants and belt to a usable size. I'll just tie the shirt back in a knot.

After finishing my clothes, I turn my attention to trying to get out of here.

If I focus my mind, I should be able to leave and enter this place at will now. There should not be any need to use some abstract method to get here as the system did before.

With that thought, I close my eyes and attempt to focus my mind. A few seconds later, I open them to find myself back in the women's restroom.

Glancing around, I find myself standing in a pit where the dimensional rift once existed.

'My talent seems pretty powerful. I should experiment with it later.'

But for now, I need to find something to cover my eyes and ears.

"My coat and sunglasses should still be at my desk."

Walking to my desk, I slip on the coat. The coat that once fit perfectly now runs to my knees, while the sleeves dangle freely. Pulling back the sleeves, I cover my face with the hood and slip on the sunglasses.

Reaching into my coat pocket, I pull out my phone; the time shows 8:14 PM.

'I was in there for a very long time, but only a few minutes passed.'

Looking down at my current outfit, I couldn't help but sigh.

"Tattered pants, a coat that goes to my knees, a hood hiding my face, and sunglasses long after the sun has gone down. Well, whatever, let's go..."

Walking out onto the streets of Tokyo, I can feel the cold night air hit my face. All around, the sights and sounds of the city overwhelm my senses.

"I can hardly tell I am wearing sunglasses, and has the city always been this loud?"

After thinking for a moment, "No, this should be due to my enhanced senses."

With a brisk pace, I begin to walk home. The pedestrians stare at me with a confused and curious look. Ignoring them, I continue on my way.

Not long after, while standing at the crosswalk, a middle-aged woman stares at me intensely. Supposedly not being able to bear it any longer, she approaches me.

"Excuse me, are you lost?"

Turning my head to look at her, she seems surprised by my pale appearance and sunglasses.

"It's a little dark for sunglasses, don't you think, little girl?"

"...I have a condition."

"Aw, you poor thing, but still, its dangerous to walk around at night with sunglasses on." Suddenly, she reaches her hand out toward my face.

'What the hell is this lady doing? I say I have a condition, and she still doesn't let up?!'

Instinctively I reach out, catching her wrist inadvertently using my full strength.

**crack**

"..."

"..."

The woman stares at her limp wrist. Her brain doesn't seem to be able to process what just happened.

Not waiting for the woman's response, I immediately begin to sprint away before things escalate any further.

Behind me, I can hear the woman crying out as the pain and realization finally sink in.

In record time, I run home, turn the key, and slam the door.

'I need to get a grasp on my strength.'

Although I'm only level 1, I'm still three times stronger than your average level 1 human male. I can't afford to draw that much public attention, at least not yet.

"Any way too much has happened, and I didn't even have lunch today."

I pull back my hood and remove my coat, exposing my long white hair. I couldn't help but stop and run my fingers through it, feeling it's silky texture.

Oh. Food I need food. I keep getting distracted by my own appearance.

To quickly satisfy my hunger, I make my way to the fridge and toss two sandwiches together. In the blink of an eye, the two sandwiches disappear.

"That's weird. If I eat any more, I think I'd vomit, but I still feel hungry..."

Thinking for a moment, a sudden realization hits.

"Oh, of course. I need blood."