4 4. Level 1

Dexter was faster and stronger after his awakening as a vampire. He grabbed the creature's hand as it swiped it at him and because they were on the air, Dexter was pushed sideways.

He wasn't dumb.

The creature's claws had the capacity to rip cars like butter. He wouldn't think of using his aluminum knife to defend the attack.

Dexter counted on the momentum and as he reached the side he immediately used the strong hand of the zombie to pull himself upwards with force.

His knee met the zombie's face in mid air and the zombie bent backwards with it's back facing the ground now and it immediately spread both of its hands sideways, preparing to clamp Dexter in-between its powerful arms.

It was like it didn't feel pain.

Dexter kicked the Zombie, using it to jump up and a loud clapping sound resounded as it missed him, followed by a loud crashing sound as the zombie hit the concrete stone ground.

Dexter landed and almost lost his balance but he stood normally and pointed his knife towards where there was currently a dust cloud while panting heavily with squinted brows.

As the dust cloud began to clear up he finally saw the monster crawling away. There was a protrusion where it fell and it landed on its spine.

It was unable to use its legs!

'This is my chance, kill it or leave it?' Dexter looked at the zombie using its monstrous hands to pull itself away, he was angry.

'Kill it.' Dexter ran towards it.

If he leaves this thing to continue living what are the odds that the next person it encounters would know martial arts or would be a vampire.

As he got close to it Dexter jumped up high and came down on the zombie from above with the knife.

The knife, carrying the force of gravity plus Dexter's own strength, pierced into the head of rhe zombie with a soft cracking sound.

The zombie didn't move after that and Dexter breathed heavily as his legs felt weak and he fell on his butt.

As he tried to catch his breath, golden words began to morph in front of him again and he proceeded to read them.

[You have slayed a level 5 zombie. You have gained 25 heaven tower points and 45 spirit points.]

[Congratulations, you have levelled up to level 1. You have gained three stat points to distribute freely and +20 spirit energy]

[You have gained a technique]

'I levelled up. So it really is like a game.' Dexter thought before summoning his status screen.

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[Name: Dexter Andrews]

[Level: 1]

[Race: Failed one]

[Spirit points: 25/100]

[Title: none]

[Job class: none]

[Universal level: Aborginal]

[Worldwide rank: 67,890]

[Heaven's tower points: 110]

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[Stats]

[Spirit energy: 40/40]

[Stamina: 11/70 (regen. rate: 1 every 30 seconds)]

[Strength: 20]

[Agility: 25]

[Mind: 45]

[Free points: 3]

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"How do I distribute these? Do I just...?"

Dexter reached his hand towards the screen and tapped strength and it automatically added one point for him.

'Huh. So that's how it is.' Dexter then proceeded to add a point to Agility and Stamina as he didn't know what the mind stat was for.

As he stood up and looked around he noticed that it was really late as it was getting dark.

Before he could take a few steps more a new notification popped up in front of him.

[Aborginal, you are still a 'failed one'. You need to drink blood in 12 hours or instant death will be your portion.]

'What the...?!'

Dexter's eyes almost popped out when he read the text in front of his eyes and he wanted to shout at the top of his lungs.

'I thought that there wasn't any need since it didn't show me this before. Shit, what do I do?' He began pacing around and the screen never left his view as it moved around with him.

After a minute Dexter stopped and his expression was now calm as he had an idea.

"I wasn't told to drink any specific type of blood so..?" He then looked at the dead monster zombie on the floor and he cringed as he thought about drinking blood from that disgusting creature.

'Wait why am I thinking about not doing it? Its just a dirty creature, I can close my eyes.' Dexter thought and went then he knelt down beside the zombie's neck.

He swallowed spit as he pulled the neck close and used his shirt to clean the neck very well.

He spat on the neck and then used his shirt to wipe it very well with a disgusted expression.

He's a very clean boy.

He took a deep breath as he moved towards the neck.

Surprisingly, as he moved towards the neck he began to feel his teeth moving, specifically his canines.

He was growing fangs.

All of a sudden the whole world turned red and he could now see the veins of the zombie in front of him. His eyes were also glowing bright red.

All hesitation vanished as he sank his fangs into the neck of the creature that tried to kill him and sucked greedily.

He couldn't control himself and even began to squeeze the neck, forcing every drop of blood he could get. It tasted like wine, sweet wine, a very delicious wine.

He couldn't stop as he drank and sucked hard.

He even bit harder to tear the flesh of the creature a little more which gave more room for more blood to flow out.

After Dexter couldn't drink anything else from the zombie he finally dropped the body of the zombie and stood up.

The world was still red and he could see red dots in his vision, he could hear heartbeats from so far away which was probably that of other zombies.

He blinked his eyes hard as he got a hold of himself and his eyes stopped glowing red and reverted back to its normal brown Colour.

"I... I really did it." Dexter said as he felt his canines with his fingers as they slid back into his gum.

[Congratulations, you are now a vampire halfling.]