Chapter 10: Reproduction (edited a little bit)

For my wait, I didn't have very much planned. However, I would like for my parents to get killed as I was now the sole inheritor of their money and business.

I was too young to become an emancipated adult. The minimum age to do that was 14 so I would still have 2 years until that time. The only problem would be a legal guardian. I didn't really want to have that old, decrepit butler as my guardian. I might be able to get one of the maids to be my guardian. I could probably get my slave to do it. It's not like she could live without me any more.

I might want to find a way to kill the Butler as my parents probably have it in there will that he would be my legal guardian.

...

Or not. Barely a month before the esteemed date, the bastard had a heart attack, leading to his timely demise. His family wasn't very well off so we payed for his funeral. My sister was even invited. However, she didn't attend. Which was not unexpected. She didn't really like the old man.

After that, my family went looking for another butler. However, in the 20th century, butlers were very hard to come by.

I also bought a building. I didn't tell my father as it was with cash and I payed for it my self. It was down in the narrows. I filled it with a bunch on junk however below it, below it was what mattered.

Down here, I started experimenting. I wanted to see if my 'modified' bloodline, as that evil fucking system called it, could be 'given' to other humans. I wanted to see if I could create more of my species.

Impregnating a person seemed impossible. If it were, I would already have a bunch of kids with the maid. The sex was very fun. And my stamina had gone through the roof. It was also a good way to make it so that my sadistic side didn't really show in public. I could never ruin the image of the King family, now could I?

I hired people from the Falcones. They were tasked with abducting both male and female people. It didn't matter if they were business men or ra**sts, they would just have to not be on death door.

And much to my liking. They delivered. I payed a few thousand for each person which left we in a loss but it was for the continuation of a species so I essentially really sad.

"Tell the Don the the King thanks him." I say to the person I was paying.

"Mr. King, there was one problem. Don Falcone wanted to know what you were going to use these people for. He is a honorable man and wants to know what his investments will birth." The man in black states.

I look back at him. I almost wanted to laugh my ass off.

"If you want to see the experimentation to continue a species, than please, follow me. But if you are at all squeamish, I suggest you stay here." I tell the men. I have no problem with people knowing I am a ... inhuman? Vampire? I don't even know what I am.

'Hoy!! System! What the hell even am I? I don't think I am human but I am not quite vampire sense I am not affected by the standard things. So what am I?'

<Host could be considered a dark human. As you are still technically a human however you have to survive off blood.>

'So it's kind of like a dark Fae or a fallen angle, right?'

<Host is correct>

The man looked at me like I was a little strange as I thought to my system, but decided to follow anyways.

I had built this building to act kind of like Arkham with the secrets door and under ground facilities. The door was in the basement of the house. With Falcones men in toe, we walked in into the elevator.

On our decent, the man asked the question I could tell was inching in the back of his mind.

"Mr. King, what did you mean continue a species?" He asked.

"You will see. Humans are not the only humanoid creatures in this world." I say.

The man looked like he was quaking in his boots.

When the door dinged, the man almost jumped. The elevator opened and we exited. We entered a hall way that went on for a little bit. It wasn't anything as excessive as Arkham but was large enough to be used for the experiments I had planned.

When we entered, we were greeted by the experiments that I already had running. There were 4 people with blood bags attached to them. I always had at least one man and one woman in each experiment to see if there was anything gender affected. I highly doubted it but still.

"This gentleman, are my experiments." I say as I raze my hand like I was a showman.

"And what are your experiments, Mr. King."

"Me, myself and I."

" ... What?" The man asks as he takes a step back.

"I am not human. I am ... different." I tell him.

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Sorry if this chapter was a little far fetched. I was very tired when writing it. I am trying to keep up with my one chapter a day. I will try to comeback and edit some time.