"I wanna test how much control she has on her hunger. She feeds on blood, and if she doesn't feed, she will kill anything alive to sate her thirst."

Ali, Jonathan, and Greg stare at me with worry. Ali then moves to Misty and hands her a potion. Must be a healing potion; they must have a lot on them just to casually give Misty one. Also, from where did she get that she didn't move her hand to her mini bag. A storage item?

"Don't joke around, Misty. Do I have to remind you of what forest we are currently in? Quickly take the potion!"

With reluctance, Misty takes the potion. Why did Ali say that? What's in this forest that makes you take a potion because of a cut?

"Why? What's in this forest?"

"You don't know?"

"I just woke up from my 100-year sleep in a forest, with strangers armed to the teeth. Yeah, I don't know!"

Ali glances at Jonathan and nods in response. Why did she have to glance at him? Is she not the leader of the party?

"Grey wolves. Keen senses and a nose that can smell anything from miles away. Just this cut can make a hundred wolves on the way to us. Thankfully we aren't that deep in the forest."

"Awoo"

"You were saying?"

"Formation one."

Ali commands her party members and takes their formations. Each member at their back with me in the middle. Weapons were drawn and ready for the worst Ali started to channel her staff with mana, Greg took his sword and activated some sort of aura around him, Jonathan cast a spell I'm not familiar with, and Misty readied her dagger. Huh. So she is the leader or the strategic leader.

"Awoo."

"What level are they?"

"Awoo."

"Level 50. You don't want to fight them, alone, missy. You can't take them."

Jonathan states that I can't take them; at that level, they are child's play. What could they do? I'm immortal as an elder vampire, and I'm not talking about ageless I'm talking full-on God dam immortal. With the Phoenix's Curse, if I die, I will rise from my ash and once again walk the earth. Perks of being an elder vampire, eh?

"Awoo."

"They must have been close to the camp we made."

"Shut it, Greg! They are here."

Sure enough, as Misty says, three grey wolves as big as a car, coming straight at us without a break. Ali casts a fire spell wich the wolves take head-on without flinching, Greg screams and takes a wolf with his sword, and Misty attracts the other's attentions.

"Jonathan!"

"Two minutes."

Two minutes for what? A spell? Ah, a channeling spell. A spell that needs a certain amount of time to be casted. What should I do? I could take the wolves in a second, but I could let them be devoured by the wolves. They know too much already. I wonder how much 100 strength means. Could I pick up a mountain? Ahh. I wish I had identify skill to see what level and spells they have. Oh well. Let's kill me some wolves. Class Skill: Mana Sword.

A bluish sword made of pure mana materialize in my right hand. You could almost see through it. With quick steps, I arrive at my first target. Jonathan's wolf, and with a clean-cut, his head parts his body. Before anyone could do anything, be it wolves or the party, I move to the two others, and just as quickly as the first one; they fall with a beheaded body. Before the blood could touch my clothes from the executed style, now dead wolves, I moved to the spot that I was before. Exactly seconds have passed, and right in time, blood starts gushing out, covering from head to toe Jonathan and Misty. Wow, I'm op as fuck: the speed, the power. I'm a straight out monster.

"What the fuck!?"

"You bitch! I'm covered in blood! A warning next time!"

"Do you kiss your mother with that mouth, Misty?"

"What did you do!? Is that a skill?"

"No, Jonathan, I'm just strong enough to take them in seconds."

They stare at me, dumbfounded. What? I'm just strong. Ahh. At how much strength I showed, they are scared of me now. I guess my entertainment with them ends here. Racial Skil: Complete Control When the skill activated, they lower the weapons and stare at me as if waiting for an order. The funny thing about this skill is that they have to look at my eyes for it to work. Lucky me, I guess. All of them fell for my skill. Not much use of a skill, though, because of the range and time is supposed to be used. The field is six meters, and the time is one minute. If I don't give them orders or say anything to them, nothing happens, and I fail to control them.

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"You killed the wolves as a party without me here and now scared that there will come more you run to the nearest city. You haven't met me, and you don't know anything about me. Ah. Also, take some ears from the wolves as confirmation that you did indeed kill them. After you arrive in the city, you will go on about the day as usual, and I guess that's it?. Now go."

Sure enough, it works. They take the wolf's ears and start running in the direction of the city. I follow them in the shadows with my Racial Skill: Shadow Movement. I walk through the shadows undetected without making a sound. Some wolves tried to kill them, but I cut their heads fast enough for them not to notice. Three hours later or so I think, I could see the walls of the city. Why did they run without a break? Oh, it's because of what I said, isn't it? To run. I forgot to add to take breaks. What would happen if the city wasn't this close? Would they run without a break for miles? Would they die of exhaustion? I have to be more careful with that skill.

The party goes to the gate where guards are standing, they show some kind of I.D. and move on in the city. Damn, I forgot about that part. I should have said to take me with them. Aah. No point in crying over spilled milk. I could just jump over the wall or fly over it; I have the necessary wings to do so. Wait, it's in the middle of the day; the guards will notice me immediately. I should wait for the night. After what felt like forever night takes over the city, and with my wings out, I start to flap them and gain altitude to fly over the wall. I guess I have the innate ability to fly; otherwise, I would be paste when I arrive in an empty alley and slowly made my descent. With my vampire senses, I could tell that nobody was around me. Great, I'm in a city, what now?

I should probably check on Ali and her party. They should be fine but still. That skill could have messed up with their head. But how would I know where they are? Hmm. Maybe I could track her with her blood scent? She did smell like strawberries. I could try. Let's see. Racial Skill: Vampire Sight This alley sure is bloody. Do half of the death happens here or what? There's even blood on the fucking lamp. How did it get up there? While I could see the washed up blood, there was no smell.

"HELP!"

What? What was that? Did a woman ask for help? Where did it come from?

"HEELP!"

Over there! I go tho the end of the ally just around the corner a few meters away, and what I see disgusted me to no end. Three ruffians were trying to rape a woman. I feel anger wash over me, and the normally hidden claws on my hands extend.

"Shut your mouth. Nobody will come to save you." Ruffian One

"The guards don't care about the black district." Ruffian Two

"HEELP!"

"I don't know about you, but I like it when they scream." Ruffian Three

Without waiting for a second, I go there and slash the first thug into pieces that were over the women covering her.. Without batting an eye, I go tho the next one and blunge my claws into his chest. The next thug was on the ground, terrified of me—extended claws from the hands, red eyes, and bat wings.

"Wai-" Ruffian Three

Not a second was wasted on him before his head was gone from his body. The woman started to cry either from me or the thugs as she looks at me. I met her eyes, and I know she would be traumatized by this. So I come to the rational decision of erasing her memories. Racial Skill: Complete Control. She stops weeping and stares at me for an order.

"You didn't see, hear, feel anything abnormal this night. The blood on you is because you fell in a pool of blood. You will not remember this happening, and you won't remember me. You will go home with the money the ruffians have on them because someone gave them to you. You will go home, sleep, and continue your day as normal. If anybody asks you about this night, you will say it was a usual one. Now go."

Ahh. I left my anger to consume me again. I guess I could still feel anger at least when it is needed. The woman takes a bag from one ruffian, searches the other two, and walks home. What should I do with the bodies? Leave them; it's not like they could point it to me. I'm just a little girl. The claws, wings, and my red eyes go back to normal, and I start to make my way into the city. The black district, eh? Where is the noble district then? I could go to a noble's house, control them, and live there. Nah. They would notice me immediately. Where would be an excellent place to start information gathering? A library? Nah, I couldn't feed over there. Wait! I know! Where is a good place for information gathering and also where a vampire could feed without attracting attention? A brothel! It's perfect. Ahh. I need money for that. Damn, where could I go?

As I walk through the alleys of the black district thinking about money, another ruffian shows up. In his hand is a dagger, and a tattoo can be seen on his face.

"Hey, miss. Are you lost, little girl? I could take you home. We would have so much fun together!"

Class Skill: Mana Sword

"How about you tell me where the nearest brothel is?"

"Careful with that darling, you may cut yourself."

"Says the man with a dagger in his hand. How about this. You drop the dagger, and your head won't stay where your legs are now."

"Big words for a little girl."

"Don't say I didn't warn you."

Not even a muscle movement from him, and his head is already at his feet.

"I did warn you."

"Oh my, oh my, what do we have here?"

A woman in revealing clothes comes in the light of the lamp. She has red hair, black eyes, and a tail at her hips. Her clothes are showing half of her skin almost to instigate arousal. A succubus, maybe?

"What do you want?"

"Nothing much darling just to have a little fun."

Resisted Skill: Charm

"Your charms won't work on me. What do you want?"

"Eh? No way!"

The succubus stares at me as if she stares at a teacher who told you, your answer at a question you didn't know, and you wonder how the hell did the teacher get there.

"HOW did you do THAT?"

"Quite simple. I'm a vampire."

Here we go again.