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PANDORA-Rise of the fool

"Welcome to PANDORA, a realm where the boundaries of reality are redefined, and the depth of your imagination is the only limit." Join Orion Nightshade as he navigates a world of magic and monsters after a tragic end in his previous life. Reincarnated and armed with future knowledge, Orion rises from the fool of the Nightshade family to become the Vampire Overlord. Follow his journey from loss and grief to newfound power in this captivating tale of resilience and transformation.

just_stay · Fantasia
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33 Chs

Berserk

Vampires tend to enter a state of heightened emotions where they behave according to their primitive instincts. Orion hasn't been utilizing this state, as it can influence his sense of reasoning, especially due to its mental drain. When he was a baby, he didn't need to remain in a conscious state for long, taking long naps to regain mental clarity.

But now, as an adult, he finds it challenging to sleep peacefully. "Huh, there go my peaceful days of being a baby," Orion muttered. He sheathed his sword, stretched his fingers apart, and watched as his nails and fangs started growing. He resembled a monster in human skin.

Orion punched the goblins, tearing into their eyes and skin without mercy. He moved swiftly, going behind their backs, snapping their necks, and using his fangs. "Blergh... why does your blood taste like crap?" Orion continued his hunt; the numbers didn't matter.

The goblins realized and screamed in agony for help, but none were able to escape his wrath. There was green blood everywhere; his nails were dug inside the skull of a goblin. He sat alone upon a horde of 20 goblins, laughing with his other hand on his face.

"Who would've thought these things couldn't even put up a fight against me. Boring goblins are boring. I wonder where the dungeon boss is; will he also taste awful? Hahaha..." With Orion in his berserk state, he didn't care about his injuries and, like a madman, strode forward.

"Huh, was that the 50th one? Why are they so weak? Aren't they supposed to be as strong as me? Hehehe," Orion pondered. Then, he saw a huge door. "Is this the dungeon boss's room?"

Orion kicked open the dungeon door and entered with a bang. The dungeon boss, a D-rank Hobgoblin with a huge green giant holding a wooden mace, sat on a throne made of bones. The goblin was ten times the size of Orion, with rage in its eyes. The room shook as Orion roared.

"What is this feeling?" Orion's whole body trembled with an itch, a craving to fight a strong opponent of his caliber.

"I didn't realize that I was crazy enough to be a battle maniac. Now that's a surprise. Hehehe." Orion took steps toward the boss monster, initially slow, but his heart thumped with adrenaline—both fear and excitement of death ignited in him. In his berserk state, he was ecstatic with these emotions and leaped onto the boss monster.

The Hobgoblin used its huge mace to hit Orion with incomprehensible speed. Orion crashed onto the walls of the dungeon and spat out blood. "Cough... cough... Is this the difference between Rank D and Rank E?"

The Hobgoblin didn't move from its position, waiting for Orion to rise and crush him again. Orion took a healing potion and stamina potion from his ring and drank it. Analyzing the situation, he observed his nails and teeth returning to normal. The berserk state had lost its effect. Orion took out twin chained daggers smeared with poison.

Maintaining his distance, he analyzed the Hobgoblin's physique to find any weaknesses. "If I smear this neurotoxic region near the core, his system will weaken as time passes. Until then, I have to dodge his attacks."

Orion threw the daggers from a distance toward its chest, but they didn't even leave a scratch. The Hobgoblin hit Orion with its mace, but Orion evaded it by rolling aside. "Hmph, throwing from a distance is useless, as its skin is too tough to pierce through. Gotta create a distraction."

Holding the two daggers, Orion raced towards it, went behind its back by sliding through the gaps of its legs, shot them in the back, and jumped towards its back holding the daggers to drag through its skin.

The Hobgoblin screamed and rolled on the ground. Orion was thrown aside by its pressure. For the rest of the time, Orion continued to dodge its attacks and made it lose stamina. He himself was tired and injured, but he had the potions to continue drinking. He was waiting for the poison to take effect and open up a vulnerable position.

The fight went on for hours, but now the Hobgoblin's footwork lagged, and its movements became sluggish. Orion continued to wait and baited it again to exhaust it further. "A dying animal is desperate enough to do whatever is possible to go down with its predator, even with its own life."

Orion continued to wait, and morning came. The Hobgoblin was dead, its head decapitated. Orion sat on top of it, breathing heavily. "Hooh, that was one hell of a dungeon run."