The sun gracefully dipped below the horizon, signaling the end of another day. Stores closed their doors and activated inexpensive magical alarm artifacts. The more affluent shops even had faint magical shields appear around their doors and windows. Meanwhile, stall owners packed up their belongings onto wooden carts and began their journey home.
Although many shops and stalls closed for the day, taverns and brothels opened to prepare for the long night. A black carriage rumbled along a...
2025-04-04 15:09:29 +0000 UTC
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Damien couldn’t believe how well the meeting went. He knew the king doted on his daughter and used that to his advantage. Asking for her hand in marriage was a clever way to set the bar high and appear reluctant to accept anything less. Since the king placed such high value on his daughter’s marriage, it was a critical weakness, enabling Damien to pressure the king into an absurd deal. To become a duke and acquire a car worth more than a mansion, all because he saved a cousin of the princ...
2025-04-04 08:10:02 +0000 UTC
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Damien lazily sat in the car with his eyes closed. He felt his body rapidly trying to repair his wrecked mana circuits. The pain was intense, but he managed to control his expression. Imryll was still sleeping in the front seat, but Fay had woken up. She kept shooting Damien glances for an unknown reason. Could she tell how much pain he was in despite his facade? Or maybe his sleeping face was just too handsome?
As the car passed through the streets, many residents stopped to stare at b...
2025-04-04 07:51:03 +0000 UTC
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Damien emerged from the forest with a slight smile. The clearing was filled with mindless ghouls who stood still or walked in circles. Their last order from Alan had been to kill the man, but he had flown outside of their aggro range.
Once Damien entered the clearing filled with undead, their heads all collectively looked in his direction.
“So, they are like a hive mind? But with the connection to their king lost, they are now just mindlessly following their last order.”
2025-04-02 08:59:58 +0000 UTC
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Damien’s claws and fangs retreated to where they belonged. His bloodlust subsided as his perfect posture disappeared and indifference crumbled away. He stumbled toward a tree with watery eyes. His throat felt clogged as he gasped for breath. He tried to throw up, but nothing came out.
“What the fuck did I just do?” Damien muttered while clenching his bloodied fist tightly. “How can I just kill someone? Especially like that?”
Now that his body was no longer in control, he...
2025-04-02 08:58:40 +0000 UTC
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A middle-aged man leaned against a tree while taking deep breaths.
“Ugh, my mana reserves…I can’t hold on much longer…”
His name was Alan, and his master had ordered him to turn people from a farming village nearby into ghouls.
Killing an entire village was surprisingly easy. He just released a low-level curse into the water well and waited a few days, everyone started dying, and he just walked around and finished them off with a simple stab of his dagger. He felt ...
2025-04-02 08:57:42 +0000 UTC
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Fay, Imryll, and Walter watched Damien casually sit in his seat as if the battle going on outside was of no concern. Despite the soundproofing, the clang of swords, the smashing of bones, and the screams of the dying soldiers outside caused them all to flinch.
Imryll’s knuckles turned white from gripping the parchment of Luna Runes a little too tightly. She kept looking between the parchment and Damien. She was sure she could escape with her Spatial magic, but would the princess forgi...
2025-04-02 01:52:18 +0000 UTC
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Beldroth didn’t think he had seen someone die so pitifully in all his years as a soldier. Dagger to the head while being held onto by a corpse.
He quickly regained his focus and ordered everyone into formation. The bodies began to rise once again. He thought long and hard about his training, trying to remember how to defeat the undead. Fire and Light magic were noted to be effective, but he only had sword-skill recruits. Sure, some of them could heat their swords with Weapon Arts, but...
2025-04-02 01:50:43 +0000 UTC
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The one who interrupted Damien’s basement magic session was Fay. Apparently, it wasn't just one person but a whole group of people waiting outside for him. If not for his [Noble Aura], he would have been freaking out.
Under the guidance of Fay, Damien calmly left the safety of his house and emerged outside. A winter breeze carrying the damp smell of rain assaulted his nose. In the front garden of the mansion was a group of twenty elves, all with long silver hair tied ...
2025-04-01 14:15:52 +0000 UTC
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Meanwhile, in the royal palace, Kassinki.
“Princess Emilia has requested your services, Captain Beldroth,” a royal scribe commanded from beyond Beldroth’s door. “I’m coming in.”
The tiny man looked comical sitting at such a large and imposing desk, surrounded by mountains of paperwork.
“The hell does she want?” Beldroth erupted like a volcano at the man who had barged into his office, “I’m being worked to death over here already!”
“Lang...
2025-04-01 13:21:49 +0000 UTC
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After twenty minutes of searching, Damien finally located his clothes, hiding away in a servant’s wardrobe.
He inspected the suit and noticed a bit of dust had accumulated on the shoulder pads. Looking at it resurfaced a few memories.
“Oh? Damien robbed a nobleman while traveling to this city for these clothes, since traversing the monster-infested forests while being naked was rather unpleasant.” He just laughed lightly at how ridiculous the memory was. “The poor nobleman...
2025-03-31 03:25:39 +0000 UTC
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Imryll awoke to the steady thumping of rain against the window. The room was dimly lit, but she appeared to be inside the comfiest bed of all time. She looked around the room with curiosity, but her migraine was stopping her from focusing on any one thing for too long.
“Ugh, I need some water…” Imryll muttered under her breath and then winced at a wave of pain from trying to move. She resigned to her fate and lay back down, trying to get a grasp of her situation.
The door to...
2025-03-31 03:03:55 +0000 UTC
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“I swear January is the worst month of the year,” Fay muttered under the cloak. Her hands, red from the cold, emerged from her deep pockets and tugged the large hood down tighter over her eyes, trying to get any respite from the rain.
She was quickly ushered through the nobles’ gate and into the city. The royal palace could be seen in the distance at the center of the city, looming over the skyline.
Fay looked around at the almost deserted street, except for the occasional p...
2025-03-31 03:02:24 +0000 UTC
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Mage Tower Monster Records
Page 3764 - Entry by Sir Peter Aknold, Year 820
While exploring the unnamed mountains to the north of our settlement, we discovered a weird-looking human. Upon capturing the target, we were able to gain more information.
Description of specimen:
Tall, around 195 cm
Long black hair that partially covered the specimen’s blood-red eyes.
Fangs around an inch long and claws instead of fingernails.
2025-03-31 03:01:30 +0000 UTC
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I just wanted a taste, that was all. Damien cursed in his mind as his vision went red, and he was overcome with ecstasy. The more blood he extracted from Imryll, the harder it felt to suppress his vampiric instincts, and his soul called out to him.
“You dare to share a bed with livestock?”
“She tried to kill you. A mere, foolish spy tried to sever your neck! Aren’t you angry?”
“You teach magic to someone you don’t plan to con...
2025-03-31 03:00:31 +0000 UTC
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Imryll sat awkwardly in the leather chair. Damien didn’t pay her any more attention and just continued reading his books, as if he hadn’t been almost assassinated five minutes ago.
Imryll studied his face. He must be incredibly powerful… His skin felt stronger than magicsteel, not to mention he seemed so unfazed by my pathetic assassination attempt. What a mysterious man. He somehow has a deep relationship with the queen and knew luna runes. He’s also a psychic mage that’s...
2025-03-31 02:55:16 +0000 UTC
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Damien spread out his psychokinesis onto the floorboards and the door. With only a C+ grade, he had to lie back into the chair and try to relax to increase his mana regeneration with his [Lazy] trait.
If I can inflict a wound onto the assassin, I can corrupt their mana flow with Blood magic for a few minutes… That should bring down their fighting potential, but how can I get the jump on an assassin?
Worst case, I blast them away with pyrokinesi...
2025-03-31 02:54:05 +0000 UTC
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Imryll clicked her tongue as she exited Emilia’s room.
These royals love to order us around without having any idea how impossible of a task they are requesting.
She arrived at an inn near the noble gate of the university and checked in for the night under a fake name. Tomorrow she would try to catch sight of this assistant professor.
For the next three days, Imryll kept a close watch on the university’s gate, but nobody that she didn’t recognize passed throug...
2025-03-31 02:52:53 +0000 UTC
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“Father!” August exclaimed while chewing on a rare blue piece of steak. Animal blood coated his lips with a glossy sheen, and his wide smile threatened to split his face in half.
A tired old man with a crown sat half-slumped in his chair. He glanced at his ‘son’ and let out a deep sigh.
“What, August?” he said in a tone one would use when speaking to a thing rather than a person.
“I met the most fascinating individual today at university.”
2025-03-31 02:50:46 +0000 UTC
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Damien casually floated five books in front of him while sipping on some cheap wine he found left in the servant’s rooms. The red wine had a sharp, sour flavor, similar to vinegar, and it slightly burned his nasal passages as it went down. It was rather unpleasant, but he enjoyed the atmosphere it created. Swirling the wine in the glass made him feel like a true villain, which seemed to appeal to his soul.
Speaking of soul, he had managed to slowly get control over his body and traits...
2025-03-31 02:42:07 +0000 UTC
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Seeing that the drama had concluded, the students dispersed with excited chatter. However, Prince August remained in place on the staircase, his expression unreadable as he watched Damien enter the library through a large doorway with the black-haired girl who seemed to be a family member in tow.
Karles is not a noble surname name I recognize from Kassinki. Perhaps they are from Oshal? Mhm, what an interesting fellow. August thought as he coldly analyzed Dami...
2025-03-31 02:41:38 +0000 UTC
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The Head Professor’s expression twisted at Damien’s cheerful greeting.
“Are you well?” Damien asked, noticing that the Head Professor looked rather pale, tired, and had dark bags under his eyes.
Of course, Damien already knew the answer. The Head Professor was far from well; in fact, he was dying.
Damien is already the Head Professor in the game’s storyline that starts a year from now. I always wondered how he got the position, so I looked up the lore on the Wi...
2025-03-31 02:41:07 +0000 UTC
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After ten minutes of traveling, Damien felt mentally drained and almost ill from mana exhaustion.
In the game, Damien played as characters from various countries. However, in his opinion, no capital city captured the medieval walled city aesthetic quite like the capital city of Kassinki.
The city had one hundred fifty thousand residents, making it the third-largest city on the continent. To the north lay the Kazimir Mountain Range, named after the first vampire who established the...
2025-03-31 02:40:29 +0000 UTC
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A man strolled into a basic-looking study with purpose and looked around.
“They really were poor bastards; why did they make things so difficult for me, then?”
Two women flanked the slightly fat man's sides and spoke seductively.
“Husband, why do you chase this woman? Are we not good enough for you?”
“Yes, what Victoria said is right. Do we not pleasure you every night? Where would a third woman even sleep!”
The man ignored the two women with a slight...
2025-03-31 02:39:56 +0000 UTC
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Damien stood ten meters from a wooden structure with annoyance plastered on his perfectly crafted face. After all, the mid-game villain ‘Damien Nightshade’ had been designed after a typical vampire merged with a fantasy elf to give it a more noble vibe. Such a perfect appearance would be unrealistic in real life but not in a game.
“Fay?” Damien said, trying to keep his anger restrained.
“Y-yes?” She replied hesitantly.
Damien gestured to the scene before him. “...
2025-03-31 02:39:28 +0000 UTC
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“It’s not a game anymore after all,” Damien muttered while staring at the gold-plated pocket watch in his hand.
“What’s not a game, Master?” Fay asked as she shakily attempted to dress Damien. She had to perch on a stool to reach Damien’s shoulders, and due to blood loss, she was struggling to stand. She was tempted to use Damien’s shoulder as support but quickly suppressed the idea as she didn’t want to die yet. She knew her master despised any type of physical contac...
2025-03-31 02:38:55 +0000 UTC
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Damien lay down in the bath while deep in thought.
What is wrong with me?
He casually glanced at the pale-faced woman on the cold bathroom floor. Scarlet blood streamed down her exposed neck from two small holes, forming a small pool on the white-tiled floor. Her chest rose and fell as she took small and shallow breaths. Her face was so pale that Damien was genuinely surprised she was still alive.
After healing my hand, I felt hungry again, and when she leaned o...
2025-03-31 02:37:43 +0000 UTC
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Damien lay naked in the warm water, allowing it to clean his every nook and cranny. He really couldn’t believe this was now his body. His previous body was sickly and thin, almost like a twig. Nothing compared to this body that seemed to be crafted by the gods themselves.
He pondered if he was dissatisfied with his situation. He had spent the last five years in this world via a VR headset, and he would often dream of exploring these lands for real instead of through an avatar. He didn...
2025-03-31 02:37:08 +0000 UTC
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Damien awoke feeling nauseous from the smell beside him. Despite his overwhelming urge to sleep, he pushed his tired body out of bed and stood up with great effort. His gaze landed on his bare feet.
I’m standing…
He could feel the pressure on his feet, the stone-cold floor below, and the slight breeze from a half-opened window against his bare skin. Having been bedridden, he hadn’t stood up in many years. Damien almost cried tears of joy, no matter how doomed his si...
2025-03-31 02:36:17 +0000 UTC
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Damien was unsurprised to see him on the news again.
"Sir Windsor, Sir Windsor! Due to extensive inbreeding, many prominent members of parliament and concerned citizens have compared the Silverkin family to the modern-day Habsburgs. Could you respond to these claims and shed some light on the situation?" A middle-aged woman wearing a navy-blue cashmere suit held up a branded microphone toward the back of a tall man.
The man paused his hurried steps and turned toward ...
2025-03-31 02:35:36 +0000 UTC
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