8 Chapter 8: First Blood

As I pressed the {Confirm} button, everything around me shifted, and in the blink of an eye, I found myself standing knee-deep in murky swamp water. Ah, the sweet smell of adventure!

And let me tell you, folks, Helheim was like walking into a horror movie set on steroids. The air was thick with an eerie chill, and the ground felt like it was made of bones—literally. But despite the spine-tingling atmosphere, I couldn't help but feel a rush of adrenaline coursing through my undead veins.

But just as I was getting my bearings in this soggy new environment, a notification popped up before me, demanding a name worthy of a legend.

{For every legend, a name must be chosen.}

{Please enter your name, one that will echo through the ages and be remembered by the people of YGGDRASILL.}

Hmm, no pressure or anything, right? Time to come up with a moniker that strikes fear into the hearts of my enemies... or at least makes them chuckle.

I pondered for a moment, then with a grin, I typed in my chosen name:

{Count Alexander Bloodmoon von Dracul}

Because why settle for just one spooky title when you can have them all? Now, let's see those monsters try to mess with the Count.

"So how is the name, Death." As I eagerly awaited Death's response, the air around me seemed to grow even colder, if that was even possible in this bone-chilling swamp. Moments passed like molasses as I waited with bated breath for her verdict.

Finally, Death's voice echoed in my mind, her tone tinged with amusement. "A bit dramatic, don't you think?" she remarked, her laughter dancing on the edge of my consciousness. "But hey, if you're going for the whole 'intimidating vampire lord' vibe, then I suppose it fits the bill."

I couldn't help but chuckle at her response, feeling a surge of confidence wash over me. "Well, you know me, Death," I replied, my voice filled with mock bravado. "Go big or go home, right?"

As I bantered with Death, a notification from the system interrupted our conversation, blinking insistently in the corner of my vision.

{Welcome, Count Alexander Bloodmoon von Dracul, to the world of YGGDRASILL. Your legend begins here.}

I couldn't help but grin at the messages flashing before me. It was official—I was now a player in the grand game of YGGDRASILL, and the world was my oyster. Well, more like my blood-filled swamp, but you get the idea.

With newfound determination coursing through my veins, I turned to Death with a gleam in my eye. "Well, Death, it looks like the adventure begins," I declared, my voice filled with excitement. "Time to show Helheim what the infamous Count Alexander Bloodmoon von Dracul is made of!"

Death chuckled softly, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "I have no doubt you'll make quite the impression, my dear," she replied, her tone tinged with pride. "Just remember to stay true to yourself, and never forget the power that lies within you."

{Congratulations, Count Alexander Bloodmoon von Dracul. Your official IGN on YGGDRASIL has been successfully set.}

{Congratulations! You have leveled up.}

{Level 0 >>>> Level 1}

{Congratulations! You are now eligible to select your first job class.}

A comprehensive list of job classes has been generated, ranging from warrior to sorcerer.

In YGGDRASIL, job classes are categorized into three tiers: base, high, and rare. Base job classes can be leveled up to 15, high classes up to 10, and rare classes up to 5.

I selected Warrior as my first job class.

{Congratulations! You have chosen Warrior as your first job class.}

{Congratulations! You have acquired skills: Slice, Cut, and Stab.}

{Congratulations! You can now activate your racial abilities: 'Blood Drain' and 'Shadow Walk'.}

{You have obtained a sword of an unknown class.}

"Now that I've gained my first job class, let's go for my first hunt," I declared with a newfound sense of determination, brandishing my sword like a seasoned warrior ready to conquer the world. Death's silent approval lingered in the air, a subtle nod of encouragement that spurred me onward.

As I set out into the murky depths of Helheim, my mind buzzed with excitement and anticipation, eager to test out my newfound skills and abilities. With each step, I couldn't help but marvel at the eerie beauty of my surroundings—the twisted trees, the ominous fog, the bone-chilling silence that hung in the air like a shroud.

But amidst the haunting landscape, I soon spotted my first target—a lone skeleton wandering aimlessly through the mist, its hollow eye sockets fixed on me with a gaze that seems to suck my soul out.

With a confident smirk, I squared my shoulders and charged forward, ready to unleash my warrior prowess upon the unsuspecting undead.

"Alright, you bony bugger, let's see what you've got!" I taunted, my voice echoing through the desolate swamp like a battle cry. With a swift swing of my sword, I unleashed a flurry of slashes and stabs, each strike fueled by adrenaline and determination.

The skeleton, caught off guard by my ferocity, stumbled backward in a futile attempt to defend itself. But it was no match for my newfound skills, and within moments, it crumbled to dust at my feet—a victorious testament to my prowess as a warrior of YGGDRASILL.

"Ha! That's what you get for messing with Count Alexander Bloodmoon!" I exclaimed triumphantly, wiping the imaginary sweat from my brow with a satisfied grin.

Death's laughter echoed in my mind, a melodious symphony of amusement that only fueled my sense of accomplishment.

{Congratulations! You slayed an enemy}

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