MMORPG : Rebirth Of The Strongest Vampire God

Chapter 773 Everything Falls Into Place

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" I am Dracula…. " 

Max trembled when he heard that name, it was a name that was etched with the worst history of primordial vampires. 

Even till this day, if there was one tyrannical vampire that even non-vampire races knew about, it was Dracula. 

His mis-deeds were so legendary that mother's told their children to go to bed under the guise that if they did not, Dracula would come to suck their blood, while grown men peed their pants when they heard his name. 

Legend said that Dracula was a true tyrant who destroyed entire planets for extremely petty reasons. 

He would randomly show up unannounced at planets and demand that the local king host him. If he was happy with the local specialities and food, he would bless the planet with riches beyond common sense. 

However, if he was displeased even slightly, he would butcher the entire royal family and proceeded to pillage and loot the entire planet, often destroying it entirely for fun. 

The primordial vampires that followed him were always in a blood frenzy state and had no control over their desires. 

Although exceptional warriors in battle, they were truly scum of society as they would partake in incessant killing of locals and raping of their women. 

They would sink their fangs into whichever prey they found appetising, even if it was a two month old newborn or a frail old woman on the door of death. 

Everything ' wrong ' about the primordial vampire race was personified under his leadership and it was said that he was a prolific womaniser too. 

The man had a legendary routine of going through 120 women every-day and had spread his seeds all around for over 2000 years. 

In a way, all primordial vampires were his descendants, but while he himself was mentally insane by choice, his kids inherited his madness as a Bloodline trait. 

Not much was said about how his demise came to be, however, Max never expected him to be still alive to this day! 

" No need to be afraid, my boy, I don't kill those I'm grateful to, and I'm grateful to you for freeing me from this horrible prison after 7000 years " Dracula said, as his voice rubbed Max the wrong way for some reason. 

It was raspy, deep and sort of soothing, yet something about the way he spoke was just so vile that Max felt irritated just by listening to him. 

" 7000 years, that's a long-time. How did you survive for so long? " Max asked, curious as to how someone could survive for so long. 

" Aren't you a curious little cat…. Well perhaps if I were you, I'd be a little curious too. 

I'll indulge your curiosity, since I'm in such a good mood today, consider it a great privilege. 

My father, the primal god of war Junfred, sealed me in here with the seed of life. 

He was gone for 5000 years, suddenly disappeared without a reason one day and we all thought he was dead. 

When he came back, he found my actions over the previous millennia to be overly aggressive and after plotting with a close friend of his, Odin that rat bastard, he converted this dungeon that he had previously made to train and nurture the next generation, into a prison for me. 

Of Course he still loved me, I was his first-born son afterall, so he sealed me with the seed of life, so that while I was here, contemplating my life decisions, I would not lose out on vitality. 

One of the side-effects of the seed of life was that it made those it influenced extremely against the slaughter of life. 

Everyday, I heard the seeds' compassionate whispers that drove me crazy, until I found a way to remove it from my own body and buried it within the glacier that was the source of the river Sanguis. 

Everyday I believed that today would be the day that my father released me from my prison, however, for some reason that day never came. 

About 2,000 years ago, Odin came in here alongside a fairy-like woman. 

He brought her here under the guise of her being a gift for me. 

Me, being a sexually frustrated man who had not touched a woman in many years, naturally fucked her like an animal, however, she was a cunning one. 

Somehow, I was knocked out cold during the copulation and when I woke up again she and Odin were gone and so was the seed. 

From that day, 2000 years ago, uptil today, I've slowly lost vitality and strength. 

My muscles have shrivelled down, my morale has sunk to the lowest and my desire for revenge has become insatiable.

One good thing about this dungeon is that I have access to the memories of whoever dies inside here, however, there has been days when I think that it's a curse. 

I've painfully seen my children, the primordial vampires being driven to extinction. 

I've watched how the SWEEPER of my royal palace, the TITUS clan became the ruler of Ixtal through that weakling Rumi Titus. 

I've heard about the prophecy and now, I know about you too, Max Rajput, brother of Rudra Rajput, the man who the current impostor king thinks is the guy from the prophecy. 

I must admit, you are formidable, perhaps if you someday reach the tier8 realm of strength we can have an interesting duel. 

But no, you are not the primordial vampire mentioned in the prophecy. 

I am " Dracula said as his words finally put the entire puzzle about Ixtal's past and the confusing tit-bits of history that Max knew about in place. 

In the primal god's journal Max had read about how one instance while experimenting, the primal god of war became so engrossed in his findings that he did not even realise that 5000 years had passed. 

It was precisely this part that he left the journal on and Dracula's story seemed to be a continuation of it. 

During Junfred's absence, Dracula reigned supreme, he was the leader of primordial vampires and an individual that the entire universe trembled to face. 

When Junfred came back, he imprisoned Dracula for his crimes, but out of kindness gave his son the seed of life so that he could tame his cruel ways. 

Dracula removed the seed from his body and did not let it influence his psyche and embedded it in the glacier that was the starting point of Sanguis and turned it into the river of life. 

2000 years ago, Beniogre and Odin tricked Dracula to steal the seed and most likely the mystery father of Beniogre's children, Luna and Helios was Dracula. 

The children of Luna, the Nightblade clan went onto create the modern vampires and over-time they fought a great war to drive the primordial vampires off Ixtal, establishing the modern vampire society. 

The first king, Rumi Titus took the throne, however, he always knew that he was only the holder of the throne until Dracula was released from the prison, so by his dying words he made a prophecy that the primordial vampires would return one day and claim the throne. 

Regus took over the throne next, completely unaware that such a monster was imprisoned within the depths of Ixtal's ice dungeon, and today, by pure chance Max had unleashed this ancient monster by undoing his bindings. 

" Don't look so shocked kid, it's me instead of you who should be shocked. 

I don't understand why the Sanguis chose you as it's inheritor when clearly your blood manipulation is so weak. 

But consider yourself lucky to have met me, for I can be your tutor and mentor if you support me in my murderous rampage killing the modern vampires " Dracula proposed as Max felt his heart skip a beat at the mention of there being a rampage of killing of the modern vampires. 

" You plan to take the throne by force? " Max asked with an edge to his voice as he raised his sword and let out some of his killing intent. 

Dracula chuckled at his childish actions and snapped his fingers as within an instant countless blood-chains from the small blood pools in the cave shot-out towards Max. 

Immediately, Max used his own blood manipulation skill to block them, however, while he was able to barely stop 20%, the rest wrapped up around him and helplessly lifted him up into the air. 

" Don't waste your breath kid, you're still a long way from being able to control blood better than me. 

I've perfected the technique since before you were in your great-great-great-great grandfather's balls " Dracula said as he casually stretched his neck and his muscles as slowly just like Kremeth would turn back into his muscular form, he did too turning from an old shrivelled pile of bones to a handsome yet terrifying looking man. 

" I'm sparing your life today kid since I owe you my newfound freedom. I hope that the next time we meet you would have changed your mind about joining hands with me. 

I'm going to slaughter the modern vampires the same way they slaughtered my children, and there's not a damn thing that anyone in this entire universe can do to stop me. 

According to my knowledge, all the current monarchs except your brother are weaklings and the legendary Shakuni can't enter the universe freely. 

Fortunately for me, that means I'm unrivalled. 

Now if you'd excuse me, I have an Aurelius clan to kill " Dracula said as he chopped Max hard on his neck, knocking him out. 

Dracula had been unleashed!