Vampire: World of Blood

Merciless, Anastasia, and Substance started walking out of the prison dimension. Hector, on the other hand, looked at his alpha and was shocked to discover two new faces alongside him. He was even more surprised to see how his master had changed again; he was more muscular and taller, and his presence seemed far more unsettling than it had been a few minutes previously.

But something about his master didn’t feel right; he didn’t know how to express it, but this Merciless did more than simply become superior to the last one. However, the impression he gives out is evil and otherworldly; it’s reasonable to say that Merciless’ present appearance is less vampiric and more monstrous-like in general. But what was more frightening was the strange and seductive emotion he suddenly has for killing without compassion—the sensation of defiling all that is sacred and destroying all that is associated with it.

These strange cravings were not there originally when Hector first encountered Merciless, but they appeared abruptly after that. It was as if Merciless himself was modifying him in some manner to fit his preferences. This wasn’t normal; that was a definite fact; but either way, he didn’t call it out; after all, his devotion belonged to the Elderblood clan; and if Merciless wanted his life, he could have it whenever he pleased; he would chop off his own head if necessary; no questions needed to be asked. But then again, these new and vile cravings and the desire to plunge deeper into depravity didn’t feel awful at all; if anything, he strangely wanted to feel this darkness even more. Thus, whatever happened to him, he would accept it.

On the other hand, he was shocked at how quickly his alpha was able to handle his newly acquired magical nature. It simply goes to illustrate how frightening his rate of growth actually is. Hector, on the other hand, is looking at the two lovely, naked women behind him. One had a modest and well-balanced body, with golden hair, a clear complexion, and blue eyes, just like the preceding Merciless. With a pair of decent-sized breasts and a massive ass that bounced with every stride.

However, in comparison to Merciless and himself, this woman was quite short, perhaps 5’9 or 5’11 at most. On the other hand, the next one next to him smells like an orcen woman—a possible variant—but if that’s the case, has his alpha already used his one-time siring for a century? Hector wonders briefly before deciding to forget about it; after all, his alpha does whatever he wants.

On the other hand, this woman was stunning; even Hector, who was typically composed, was smitten, if somewhat impressed by her beauty. The woman had light gray skin and a robust, muscular physique, both of which were in the proper places. She occasionally emanates blue light from her body. She had some of the biggest breasts Hectors had ever seen. With blue, perky nipples, and going down her loins, her pussy lips, clit, and inner vaginal walls were all neon blue and shining.

Despite her height of 5’4, her most distinguishing characteristic is that she has four arms in total, with the upper arms containing two floating neon blue rings on her chest. Which glide gracefully over one another. Her eyes are vibrant blue down to the sclera, with a black nocturnal slit in the center. Her hair is as black as space, silky and straight, stretching past her soft-looking ass. Like Merciless, who now has black claws, this woman has blue crystal claws, informing Hector that her bones are blue crystals as well.

On the other hand, Hector sensed the presence of another, a familiar, to be precise, regular werebeast like him, whom all admired for their amazing ability to detect spirits. As a result, his attention swiftly shifted to Merciless tail. It seemed familiar, yet it wasn’t. However, he could sense that this thing, whatever it was in terms of biology, was highly hazardous, and his instincts warned him not to approach it foolishly.

But seconds later, Merciless approached his throne, and the instant his hand came into contact with the gold, he felt a connection to the element. Black Tail immediately analyzes the characteristics of gold into its very existence, and because it shares the same body as Merciless, Black Tail can also utilize his magical nature on a whim to boot. And like that, Merciless could now weaponize gold as he pleased, fusing it with his body if he wanted to as well.

Merciless, on the other hand, sat on his throne and questioned Hector, laying his head on his knuckled-up right palm.

"So tell me, Hector, have I missed anything?"

Merciless questioned Hector as he examined the minerals and inorganic qualities inside his white blindfold. And, like the gold, he could now recreate even the most basic of clothing almost instantly. But this power didn’t stop there; with Black Tail’s "Super Alteration," he could create garments as light as a feather and as flexible as normal clothing while being as sturdy as gold or his blood crystals.

So, of course, he manufactured four fresh white blindfolds and altered the colors: the blue one for Anastasia, the gold one for Substance, and the purple one for himself. And the last one was unique; it was perfectly transparent. And, unlike conventional fabric, these bad boys are as durable as his present body and could also regenerate as quickly as he does if they are damaged, given that it is only his flesh that converts into the material required to manufacture them in the first place.

When everything was said and done, he pushed them to the side of him, surprising the other or just Anastasia, given that Hector was aware that his alpha body was something many would see as a freak of nature.

On the other hand, Hector began to respond to Merciless once he told him of this. Slowly bowing the knee before him in a graceful manner to demonstrate homage to his master, lord, and sole alpha. Surprisingly, Substance followed Hector’s lead and bent the knee, causing Anastasia to fret somewhat because she wasn’t sure if she should bend or not. However, she eventually bent the knee, possibly out of respect or misunderstanding. At the front, Hector was relaying his mission specifics to Merciless in full, highlighting his standing as the Boss’ right hand from the jump silently and cleverly. The reason was that he was a little jealous of the attention the secondary and primary servants were getting.

"Well, my alpha, you are a little late on the uptake; see, everyone is already going for the strategic room. *sigh* You’re more than late, you see. In your absence, an announcer came out and began explaining everything about the exam, including regulations, rewards, and, most importantly, repercussions. In any case, they have stated that we shall be divided into groups of five."

"I know about the groups of five already; Beatrice has already informed us about that being a possibility, but an exam with other aristocratic vampires like myself, egh? This is an excellent opportunity to examine how I compare to other vampires from different clans. Hahah, this is going to be quite fascinating, if not downright enjoyable."

Merciless answered with delight, his blood boiling with ecstasy; nonetheless, his servants stayed prostrate before their monarch until Merciless instructed them otherwise. And when Merciless finished laughing to himself, he gazed at the three of them, particularly Substance and Anastasia, while his tail split in two and stretched towards the two of them who were currently still in the nude.

The tip of Black Tail suddenly transformed into two distinct black hands, which began to slither in the air toward the girl and touch both of their heads. When it did this, it emitted a faint red glow. As blood seeped from the pores of the hands, the blood then began to flow down from their heads to their bodies, and when enough blood was spilled, it began to morph into a series of clothing that formed around them according to Merciless’s imagination.

Substance wore a basic but attractive Victorian Era black and white maid uniform, with a floor-length skirt that was somewhat snug around the hips and waist but generally comfortable and lovely. Anastasia, on the other hand, received a sleeveless, black, and sensual latex suit that pins at the crotch, but for movement and protection of the torso, where the heart is, she seems to regenerate from the heart itself since her heart operates like a golem core, similar to the ones in those video games.

Overall, these garments were made of his blood, yet they were as durable as his blood crystals and served as armor for both of them. And he didn’t need to give Hector any armor because he is nigh invincible, quite fucking literally, as only specific metals and alloys can physically injure him, so making one for him would be a waste of blood and biomaterials in general.

When the work was completed, the girls stood up and proceeded to look around, with Anastasia making a comment.

"Wow, what a useful and envious ability to have; this is rather comfortable."

"Of course, it is similar to armor yet lighter than typical clothing. And just so you know, the clothing you are currently wearing is 10 times harder than diamonds and can regenerate from damage."

When Anastasia heard this, she looked at the latex outfit in surprise and said these words out loud.

"Wait, what? Are you for fucking real?"

"Of course I am for real; who do you think I am? Either way, put these on."

Command Merciless as he tosses a blindfold to each of them, and they immediately put it on. Hector’s blindfold was naturally invisible, given that it was transparent, but the girl’s was not. However, there were some additional characteristics to these blindfolds that Black Tail incorporated.

When everyone got it, they started hearing each other’s voices in their minds. Merciless was the first to speak.

’First and foremost, do not be alarmed if you hear my voice and other voices in your head; these blindfolds are a part of me, and I can speak with any of you regardless of distance when you have these on; even if you are in another universe or realm, I can converse with you via telepathy instantly. given that vampiric blood is a transcending connection. Either way, we may convey messages and exchange memories with one another via these; for the time being, Hector, please bring us to this so-called strategic room.’

’And please share your memories of the announcer who explained the regulations of the upcoming exams to all of us in detail. In this manner, we may save time without the need to discuss among ourselves.’

’As you wish, my alpha.’

With that instruction, Hector began to reveal his memories; the group of a single master and multiple servants resembled a H.I.V.E. mind owing to the power of these blindfolds. Given that hundreds of years worth of memory could be transmitted in less than a nanosecond at a time, including muscle memories, thanks to the fact that memories within the cell could be evaluated and copied into other cells, however, doing anything to this level is not now necessary at the moment.

And when Hector shared it, he understood everything. Of course, his understanding was vastly faster than the rest, thanks to the assistance of his thought acceleration. When utilized, five minutes equaled one second in actual time. Merciless began scanning over the information, as he stated.

’I see, so the exam is like a game; in this dimension known as the Primix dimension, we will be forced to travel through three portions of it as a whole. The first sector tests our intellect, intelligence, and absolute adaptability to rapid changes; we must discover a means to escape what they call the wall. How to escape it, however, was never explained to us, as we must accomplish this on our own... and work as a team to survive, since monsters, traps, and other surprises await us on the other side.’

’The second section of the exam is strange; they warned us that certain chosen monsters on the other side are powerful enough to destroy countless multiverses and omniverses. The weakest are mountain-level fodder and planetary destroyers. The second layer is boundless in size, and the purpose they are sending us to such a dangerous location is because the House of Ghal is a group that travels the multiverse of various Omniverse thoughtout creations to expand their influence and power in the hopes of one day ascending to a high dimesional plane and repeating the process once more. The House of Ghal’s ultimate objective as a group is to establish their own personal Platosphere within the Divider realm. As a result, members move frequently and can never completely predict what will happen due to the endless possibilities in space and time.’

On the other hand, the third portion of the test will not take place unless specific requirements are fulfilled. Either way, not much is known about the third phase; however, here is the scarier part: in addition to dealing with God-like creatures, in the vast sea of the everlasting unknown that is the Primix dimension, we can also kill other members of other teams, as each individual and their servants in the exam is worth 10 points.

Apparently, in this game, there are enigmatic entities known as Djinn; Hector even sent one of his own personal memories describing the Djin as one of the most powerful races in the cosmos. Djinn are wish granters who can grant any desire for a price, and it appears that we may spend these points to create wishes or purchase mystical things from these called Djinn’s, who are the last evolution form of a leprechaun. The same creature that gave Hector that strange body that cannot be damaged by any alloy other than the ones he mentioned.

And when the other examinees learned that they could meet a Djinn, they all became excited. Hector himself stated that the bloodlust and killing intent in the room were so intense at that moment that he swore that everyone was about to jump on one another in that instant to gain points so they could save as many points as possible for when they met the Djinn. This death game had high risks but big payouts in exchange for one’s life, so taking the examinations was at your own risk.

By the end of the memory sharing, Anastasia was quivering with excitement as she internally spoke with vigor. Of course, the others could see her now-leaking memories and hear her greedy thoughts clearly.

’NOOO FUCKING WAY!!!" A DJinn... a FUCKING DJINNN HOLY SHITTT... FUCKKK YESSSSSS!! HAHAHAHAHA. Those entities, I assumed, they have only ever existed as stories—yeah, nothing more than mere myths or legends; I never believed they actually existed. Spiritual beings, who are said to be the very personification of omnipotence itself, they are powerful god-like beings that can grant any wish without limits, provided you can pay the price appropriate for this power or object. To think that this faction has access to them... heheh, I can’t wait for the examinations to begin; I’m going to throw every fucking vampire I see into the surface of the sun heheheheheh... those wishes are mines... heh heh...

Anastasia remarked that her goal had become clear and that her intense desire for violence had reached a new high. If she didn’t have any incentive to take this exam before, she certainly has now since so much is on the line. Merciless and Hector felt the same way. To keep the adversary alive is like saying we don’t want their point that can grant us wishes; you’d be a fool not to kill for them.

Merciless grinned menacingly as he glanced at his servants and spoke to them, giving them a very important order.

"Men, hehehe... this day keeps getting better and better. Alright, from here on out, I, Merciless Minerva Elderblood II, give you complete authority and permission to kill all enemies before you, using any means necessary. Leave not a single point or head behind. Praise capitalism! KYHAYHAHAHAHAHA...