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Vampir Lord: Erotic RPG

[Rewriting Free Chapter's Progress: 12/49] A boy devastated by the loss of his family turned to games to fill the void. The game he chose was a Virtual Reality Role Playing Game where you could seduce and have passionate erotic scene's with the heroines, as it was rated 18+ On his first day before playing the game, he chose to use a preset of a character with a similar name to his, "Lucian Von Silver," a vampire baron but a sub-villain in the game's standard route, only surviving properly. However, this route would see him lose his beloved childhood friend because of his useless talent and playboy lifestyle. When choosing this, Lucian thought nothing could go wrong with making a custom avatar that looked like the perfect mix of the two. When he entered the game, a strange figure appeared above his home, apologising as lightning struck down on his house. Lucian was electrocuted inside his VR pod and died without starting the game. Yet this was unknown to Lucian, who awakened in a luxurious nobles' room. Slightly confused, he decided to keep playing, only to discover he now inhabited the body of the actual baron, "Lucian Von Silver!" But this was not the game, but a real world that the game was based on. He began to feel dread at the thought of the future until he gained the system that would guide him. "The Seduction System" This was the first step in his becoming one of the most lustful and powerful vampires in the entire universe. ———— NO NTR NO YURI ————

Duke_Asmodeus · แฟนตาซี
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[Bonus chapter] Chapter 20: Title At the End!

Lucian stood alone in the quiet arena, frozen in time. His body still looked the same as only his horns changed, now thicker and close to a metre as they curved backwards.

The black scales that covered his eye like a triangular visor looked awesome when he checked his reflection in the marble wall.

'I look like some badass demon, ready to murder some fools.'

[Host are you there? Can you respond?]

Lucian thought the voice was different. Not that fierce woman or his sister. He stopped looking for changes in himself and examined this weird new system that devoured his old system.

'Who are you? Where is my sister?'

[Greetings, I am your dedicated support Angel, Lanza!]

Her voice was pleasant, like a bird's chirp. He loved her voice. He envisioned her looks from the way she spoke and her accent.

She reminded him of eastern European girls who spoke fluent English but with a hint of their country's accent.

'Tainting her to cry in pleasure would definitely be delightful.'