Capítulo 44: Just The Crimson Prom
Xavian stood in the Blood bank, star struck.
He had just gotten rejected by Anais before he had even asked her out...
I mean, he had just turned Anais into a Dhampir like himself.
His system seemed to encourage him though, as it came in with a bang.
[User has finished hidden mission:
Turn a person]
[User has turned Anais Nreatu into a lesser Dhampiric Vampire]
[User has obtained a new skill]
[User has completed Mission: Consume Vampire Blood in Nine Days]
[User is overdue for Evolution]
[User stats have been improved]
[New Tab, Family, has been created]
[Host: Xavian Anton]
[Species: Undead]
[Race: Dhampir]
[Level: 1 {Basic tier}][Evolution Due]
[MAX/10 EXP]
[Health: 20/25]
[Energy: 50/55]
[Agility: 5/10]
[Strength: 5/10]
[Family:
[Count: Xavian Anton.]
[Countess: Anais Nreatu.]
[Aristocrat:---]
[Knight: ----]
[Noble:----]
[BloodCore: 10/100]
[ManaCore: 03/100]
[Skills: Foe Boost {lvl 1}
[Venom {lvl 1}]
[When the skill, Venom, is used, every bite the user delivers to a person has a 10% chance of turning the target to a Dhampir]
[Mission; Fill Your Family!]
(Completed 20%)
[Open slots, 03]
{Finish Trials to gain EXP}
{Trial#1- Find out more about your race}(completed 30%)
[You cannot hunt others if you don't know yourself]
Checking out his system interface, Xavian smirked knowing that he had grown a bit stronger.
But it was still too slow.
At this rate, he would never be able to get strong enough to protect himself when the war began.
Then there was Anais too.
The Vampire heiress had been turned, then she left and told him to never contact her again.
She had twelve cores, so Xavian would wait till she had cooled off a bit before he did anything.
He could feel a small connection to Anais, so at least he knew she was safe.
Just then, his phone, which was now in a worse condition, rang as he had received a message.
Looking at the message, and squinting his eyes a bit to see through the cracks, Xavian smiled.
"Oh, it's from Max"
He unlocked his phone and checked his inbox, only for him to see a rather disturbing message.
"Hey Xavian.
Hope you're doing okay over there.
We haven't gotten any notifications about a clown attacking students, so I'm glad that you have heeded to my advice ;-).
Anyway, on Friday, would be the last one of the month, so there is an annual ball event held at the academy.
As a part of the... or rather under the Drakh, you will have to be there among the representatives for the Drakh.
Put on something nice.
Max."
'A friggin ball?'
Xavian was still contemplating the message he had just gotten, when the hospital door creaked open.
Someone had come in.
And it was only a matter of time before he was found.
In the Blood bank room.
Standing right next to a massive pile of blood packs.
Xavian turned snow white as cold sweat ran down his back.
"This is bad. Like very, very bad!"
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