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Daktor Chronicles :Zakth'atos' Progeny

What!? You want me to lead your ancient vampire household to greatness? " "Huh!? Failure is not an option" That's how Young Noir's fate changed from a cool solo leveler to a badass , asskicking, motherfucking vampire. Join him as he plunders the rich, builds his on legion, starts a kingdom and becomes the strongest. All for his family......... The house of Zakth'atos

Max_Mogendi_7411 · Fantasy
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4 Chs

Zombies?

He hadn't notice it but the people around him started waking up.

The one who had shouted was a petite girl with auburn hair and an oval face which emphasized on her sapphire like eyes. On her hands she was holding a male youth with blue veins bulging all over his skin and she was shaking him nonstop shouting for him to wake up.

That's when he noticed that some of the people around him hadn't woken up and all of them had the noticeable blue veins even Porte was among them.

"Fatty what's wrong hey wake up.... "Noir started shaking Porte. His vision got blurry as his eyes moistened.

Fatty was his closest friend and he treated him like a brother since he did not have a family of his own, he had always been an orphan as long as he could remember.

He checked his pulse and there was nothing.

He started administering CPR on him frantically applying pressure in his chest. When he saw that his efforts were amounting to nothing he started punching his chest but alas there was no bringing back the dead.

The people around him we're crying some looked distressed. Now he took sometime to look at the surrounding, it was atar chaos.

When the drivers fainted they had lost control of their cars, cars were crashed into various places and the people were trying to help the survivors and some we're trying to give first aid to the injured.

"SCREEEECHH! "Suddenly a loud cry cut through the air. Then there was a loud thump as a creature landed on top of a bus.

Calling it ugly was un under statement, it had the withered face of an old woman with no hair and no eyes, its mouth occupied most its face with rows of sharp teeth and a long blue tounge, it had a long crooked nose and instead of arms it had wings that ended with claws and its feet ended with talons.

And my first thought about this beast was '.. I definitely wouldn't want to get a blow job from that thing'

As it landed it started sniffing the air as if wanting to catch a whiff of its prey, then it turned its head on our direction and let out another piercing scream and moved so fast I couldn't follow its movement and made short work of those in front of it.

Suddenly two more of those things swooped down and that acted as a catalyst to pul us from out shock.

Everybody started to scream and running hector skeeter, it was pure chaos and the creatures seemed to relish it.

I quickly got to my feet and rushed in a random direction not wanting to remain any second longer.

I don't know for how long I had run but when I finally stopped I was in front of a diner I quickly got in. My thoughtfs were in disarray, my heart beat erratically and my chest burned because of exhaustion.

I had to force my self not to puke several times when I was running, it was my first time witnessing someone's death and it was a brutal one at that and it wasn't just a death it was a fucking massacre.

I knew I wasn't safe so I quickly barricaded the door and hunged table cloths over the window, although I almost puked I forced my self to gather the dead, they were six in total four cooks I waitress and a customer. I kept them at a corner in the room and covered them with a table cloth

After making sure everything was safe I finally succumbed to my exhaustion and fainted. As I fell on the cold hard floor the only word in my head was '.... Shit '

***

When I finally regained my consciousness it was night. I could occasionally here the cry of monsters and the occasional scream of monsters.

After quickly raiding the kitchen and having a hearty meal he was in better spirits and finally sat down to check the system

'So how should I check my status, should I say 'status' like in most novels?' Noir mussed 'well its worth a try'

"Status " Noir called out.

[Status :

Name:Noir Black

Class:N/A (available at level 20)

Level:1

:(0/500) exp

HP:150

MP:20

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Attributes:

Strength :3

Perception :5

Endurance :3

Charm :1

Intelligence :4

Agility :3

Spirit :1

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Attribute point :5(per level)

Skill point :3(per level)

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Status complete]

After checking his status he started to think 'are this strong or week? Damn! I wish I had some one to compare status with'

He had already known he wasn't the only one with a system. He had heard some people talking about it back at campus before running away.

He had an idea about what the first six attributes were about but the seventh one was puzzle.

He tried focusing on the spirit attribute hoping something would happen and to his surprise it actually did.

[Spirit :Helps host sense the mana around him affect it to a certain extent depending on the number. ]

After reading the Info Noir was excited to try, he closed his eyes and started to focus around him.

At first it was only darkness then tiny blue dots appeared around him, increasing in number over time. Soon he was surrounded by a constellation of blue lights. When he tried to pull them into him they refused to budge and a strange feeling of fatigue came over him .

He quickly stopped so he wouldn't faint from exhaustion again 'seems I can't do that, I wonder what will happen if I infused mana with my body. Will I become faster than a bullet and stronger than a plane? '

Suddenly he heard a low growl coming from outside. Curious he went to the window and looked outside what he saw almost made his poor heart have a heart attack.

In front of the diner he saw the corpse of a man slowly getting up, his eyes were shinning bright yellow and had a bloodthirsty look in it. After looking around he walked littlestly in a random direction.

'W.. wa.. s th.. at a z…ommmbie? 'Noir exclaimed.

Then he remembered the six corpses at the corner of the room. Hecouldn't help but start sweating buckets.

*growl**growl**growl* low growl escaped from the corpse underneath the table cloth

"Fuck! "