The room was silent for a while. The girl on the bed started to breathe harder and harder. She will fall unconscious in a few moments. The parents didn't know what to do. It's clear that she doesn't have much time, so why does she hesitate? The curse would corrupt her mana until there is nothing left, and, as a being of mana that is a fate worse than death. I should retract my claws.

"Why do you hesitate?"

Not that I want to make another one like me, I am just curious as to why would she take time to think about immortality. Isn't supposed to be everyone's dream to live eternally? I know it was mine since I heard of it, I always wanted to be able to live like nothing in life could shake me. I know I will eventually watch everyone I call family and friends to die at some point, but I could always make them like me. Why waste such an opportunity if you know you will die? The girl looks straight in my eyes with the golden ones. Her eyes are slit, just like snakes eyes. She sure is a nice catch if you ask me. Not that I'm into girls or anything, but she could make any guys scramble at her feet or girls for that matter.

"Will I have to watch my parents die?"

"I could make the same as me if you want."

"Say, can you control other of your race?"

"Yes. Why?"

"So all of this *cough**cough* Just to control them?"

"Control? No, why would I control them? Just to get back in politics? I had enough politics in my 900 years of existence. I would rather kill myself three times, then do that. Plus, I could control them anytime. Heck, I could control anyone, and you couldn't do anything about it."

"Is that true?"

"Do you want to imitate his example?"

"N-no. I believe you. *cough**cough*  I just... I don't want to... live like that. N-no offense, but I don't think I could *cough**cough* stay and watch the passing of time."

"You can die."

"P-pardon? I thought you said that yo-"

"You can die. I can't." Sigh. "There are two types of living eternally—agelessness and truly immortal. The first is when you can live eternally, but you can die if your heart or your head is removed from the body, the second one is what I am. No matter how many attack me or with what, I will not die. So, if you want to die after some time passed, then I could do it for you."

"Are you sure you can do it afterward? *cough**cough* No matter what?"

Sigh. She won't believe me anyway I might as well make some lies. Should I choose a second name for more drama? What name should be a good match with mine? Oh, I know! I should also make a blood contract. It would make things so much easier. A blood contract is a contract made in blood between the one initiating it and the party that is mentioned. There are drastic consequences to it and a lot of drawbacks, but it should be fine. I think. Maybe. I walk close to the bed and lift my hand to her.

"Give me your hand. I need to draw some blood from you."

She looks at her parents, confirming that she can and lifts her right hand. I cut her palm with my nail and did the same to my right hand. Then I clenched her hand with mine and started to think of what titles I should use. When I made this particular skill, there were rules you need to follow. The initiator has to say their name, the titles she has, although not all of them just one will do and the party's name and, of course, a title. Then you say what the contract entails, and in the end, you have to say the name of the skill for the system to recognize it. Well, here goes nothing. Hopefully, I won't mess this up.

"I, Ellesha Valkyrie, First of a Kind, promise to you, Spear Kolaru, Dragon Princes, that when the time comes, I will kill you, no matter what. May my soul burn one thousand times in death if not. Racial Skill: Blood Contract"

Ding! Blood Contract Established. Character Name Changed. New Title Added.

With the system voice resonating in my head, I didn't notice the faces of everyone in the room. The tattoo on the back of my right hand in the shape of a dragon who eats his tail in an eight-figure turned around signifying the contracts symbol that represents success and the very contract itself. I thought It would look cool with that dragon, and I have to admit looking at my hand it does. Nice! The first contract that I made that binds her to me and me to her. I look at her and notice that she looks surprised. Why? Did I do something again? Ugh, this is why I always wanted to live in a dungeon alone. No people, no problems!

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"Wh-what have you done?"

"I made a contract. Isn't it obvious?"

"Without paper? There is supposed to be proof that the contract is made and confirmed."

"You see this symbol on my hand? This is confirmation that the contract is made. There is no need for paper in a blood contract. So have you made your choice?"

"I *cough* I do. Make me like you."

I guess I have no choice. Well, between saving a life and letting her die, I will undoubtedly save her. I move on the bed, and I sit on her lap. Removing the dress on my left shoulder, I grew my fangs and looked straight in her eyes.

"You need to bite me and drink my blood. No matter what, you feel you can't stop. Are you sure about this?"

"... Yes."

Good. I lean over her neck, and I bite her. Soon I could feel a foul taste in my mouth, but I bear with it. She leans over and starts to bite me on my left shoulder. Humanoid dragons have sharp teeth. Sharp enough to puncture the skin, I certainly did not expect that. Anyway, the taste will certainly make me sick. I know for a fact I will. Hah, how did I ended up here? I could feel the foul blood slowly starting to end and beginning to be sweet like honey. So her blood tastes like honey, not that I mind. The transformation has begun, and nothing could stop it now. Her wings exited the back of her dress, and another pair made their way with them—bat-like wings black as the night. Shortly, I stop drinking from her, but not before making sure that the marks on her left side of the neck are gone, and they were. She kept drinking even after I stopped, so I waited after she seems satisfied. She moves her head in front of my face, and the change could be seen from a mile. Her left eye is red while the other one remained the same.

Ding! New Job Added.

"Somethin is wrong could you use ident-"

I didn't get to finish when the girl kissed me. And I'm not talking about an innocent kiss; this is a full-on french one. What the actual hell is this girl thinking? I jump from the bed taking distance from her.

"What the fuck?! What is wrong with you?!"

"Ah! I'm sorry! Please, forgive me!"

"I'll forgive you when you're dea-"

"Now, now, Ellesha, you didn't make my daughter a vampire just to kill her, did you? Plus, you still have your contract."

Sigh. Good thing that the queen stopped me. The father goes to the daughter and hugs her. I look at him and wonder if he has identify. "Identify her. Tell me everything."

"Her race changed from dragon to Hybrid, between a vampire and a dragon, her title changed from Dragon Princes to Hybrid Princes, and she has three more titles: First made not Born, Night Follower, and a curse Deads Man Curse. Are they supposed to be like this?"

"What the actual fuck!" She can't be a hybrid. That's impossible. Did something happen with the corrupted mana? Healing her infected side and transforming it afterwords? She shouldn't be alive! Sure, as a typical vampire, she doesn't have the sun weakness, and she needs to drink blood but a hybrid? She will be twice as fast twice as strong both as a vampire and as a dragon. This is insane! I call CHEATS! She will be more powerful than me! CHEAT!

"This is the first time a hybrid has ever been born. How do you feel?"

"Oh! I feel like I could take over the world!"

"Hah... What a headache... What have I gotten myself into?"

"You saved my daughter's life; that's what you did."

"And made a creature that could be stronger than me and every dragon in existence."

"I'm right here, you know?"

"Do you feel the hunger child?"

"What? Who are you calling a child? I'll have you know that I can marry."

"And, I'm sick."

I feel my stomach protesting at me for drinking foul blood that tastes horrible. On the front side of the bed, I began vomiting every ounce of blood I drank—Yup, definitely sick from this.

"Ellesha! Are you okay?"

The queen rushes at me and begins to support me before I would have fallen in the pool of blood I made. Ugh. Me and my big heart. I'm regretting this now.

"Bring me to Mary. I'm sick from the blood I just drank. I'm too weak to move now. Could you please?"

They looked shocked that I said the word please with them when all I have shown was arrogance.

"Of course. I will bring you there. Arsorthe stay here with Little Spear."

She picks me up bridal style without much complaining from me. I could feel my body stopping to respond to me. Sweat starting to show on my face from the heat I was emanating. When we exited the room, the ten dragons now nine looked to the queen for answers.

"She did it. Later we will explain everything. Dismiss!"

All the dragons move to wherever they were supposed to go. At this point, everything was starting to get blurry. I think I did pass the rooms and ended up in the throne room where everyone I know was. I could hear the door opening and voices of all of Ali's party members going haywire with questions.

"What happened?"

"Is she okay?"

"What did you do, bitch!"

"If she dies, would I be free from the service?"

"She can't die! I still haven't slept with her!"

I ignore Mery's comment and focus on what to do. Getting home is a top priority as I can feel the fairy of sleep gently guiding me to her. Next is blood because of the hunger I feel now. It's not unbearable, but it's there.

"Que *cough* make sure she *cough* drinks blood *cough*."

"Yes, I will make sure of that. Anything else?"

"Send me *cough* someone to drin*cough* blood from *cough*."

"Okay, I will send someone for you. Here, Mary, take her home."

She hands me to Mary with my small body frame smoothly, and by that point, I have fallen asleep.