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The Vampire King is tired

I'm tired. I transmigated into this world and since then I have had no peace. This f**king system always threatened to kill me. No other punishment when you fail but death. Scheming, magic, swordsmanship, arts, war, what have I not done. Wasted my whole life trying to be the best there is with a sword of damocles hanging over my head which is my own system. A 1000 years have past and now I am finally the demon king. It's time to rest

Dragonz_111 · Fantasia
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Doing good deeds

I've done a lot of evil in my life after coming here. Infact I was a total villian. I was always doing it with the mindset of for the greater good but now that I think about it I never even really had time to reflect on my active as I was always busy with missions. But now no more missions and am beginning to remember all the cruel things I did. I was even the first vampire to create a ritual where any creature we bite could be turned into one of us.

I got the idea from movies on earth so I tried to recreate them here and I succeeded. This way our army would never run out. I have captured villagers turn everyone to be vampires to join my cause. I turned all of them into vampires not even sparing their cattle. Wild animals were not spared to add everything became an army. I have probably made a lot of people orphans and a lot of widows and widowers. I have to offset my bad karma with good karma. I going out today to do good. Geniuses are going to pop out today in this continent.

If there's anything I'm most proud of in my life, it is my blood art. With my blood as a medium and can do so much more. Runes? Not a problem. I use my blood to write runes and It works better than all the material used. Weapons? My blood is a weapon. I can even make it harder and heavier than Adamantine. Medicine? I'm immortal. My life force is so immense that there's no way I could die.

I'm immune from poison. So to create a genius is even easier with blood. A normal human who drinks my blood would die. Without my permission my blood is poison. But with my permission a tiny drop of my blood in the village spring will make the young generation constitution better than bathing with dragons blood. The old would become young. Everything I gained in my life was dedicated to my blood. A vampire is nothing without blood. But to me my blood became my everything.

I didn't want to use the excuse of good karma to plunge the world into chaos after all not everyone had my mindset where the throne is a burden instead of the greatest pride. So I only played with space and appear anywhere whoever I meet would have the luck of been blessed by me. I gave everyone a very very diluted version of my blood. I did this to five hundred thousand people in completely different locations. I didn't even know some of them. But to some very pitiful orphans I changed the constitutions while increasing their talents. Mages by increasing their affinity. While others by giving them my insights till I became Level 100. The rest is for them to figure out by themselves.

After wandering the planet around the planet I decided to use another way to do good. I became a hawker. I went to sea got a lot of magical beast above the 500 level and started selling their meat at dirt cheap price. Copper coins infact. I didn't need money, I am a king. So I visited hundreds of villages blessing them with high level dishes well prepared that even kings might not have had the chance to eat. And it was also beneficial to them. Then I also started to trap the beasts terrorizing some villages in their forests giving them 20 years solitude. This will allow them to come out after 20 yesrs to kill. This was enough good karma I guess. I decided to return to my Palace after a year.