End of days

I woke up with a twitch, like waking from a nightmare and immediately hit my head on a very hard surface. Cursing silently I tried to move around only to discover I was in a small and enclosed area. Like many others would in this situation I began trying my best to escape my dark prison, it was like hitting a very durable glass wall, thumping away with no progress.

It took me all of 5 minutes before giving up. As I rested for a moment to think about what the fuck was happening I noticed my body felt...good. The the memories started to come back, I was attacked and turned by a vampire, something from myths and movies. The moment I thought about understanding my body my perspective shifted to a weird view of which  a blank white void in which only my body existed. I saw and felt the changes that had been wrought upon my body. My bones were now a fairly solid black with golden veins running through them. My muscles, currently smaller and weaker than ever before but were also much more numerous and held...greater potential. It was hard understanding, I looked at the body parts and received concepts and ideas. I now understood I could grow talons and claw on both my feet and hands, the color the same as my bones. Fangs, the staple of a vampire were now located in the roof of my mouth and  every tooth from the right and left of my canines on both the lower and upper jaws were now more pointed.

The most glaring difference my body had to what I assumed was normal was an orb in place of my heart. I sensed it housed me, as in my consciousness and soul. It also held power, power that wished to flow through my veins and transform my body completely. Who was I to hold back the march of power. With but a single thought the floodgates burst open and my “new heart” beat. Red and purple power ran through my veins and sank into my muscles and bones, finishing my transformation, giving me new strength.

My muscles that were once degraded gained strength they never had before, the bones solidified and my eyes once again flew open, displaying a startling purple sapphire color. The walls of my prison would hold me no longer. I threw my fist out, it connected with the wall of my prison. The result was not what I had expected, while my body had indeed strengthened, to a degree of which my punch would send a hundred and fifty pound man flying a few metres it was evidently no match for the walls. It felt like I had hit concrete, the skin on my knuckles spilt and it hurt like a bitch. I threw around a few curse words before noticing the damage to my knuckles was repairing itself at a visible rate.

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I tried all manner of methods of escape after that, nothing worked. Everntually I ran out of stamian and let the sweet embrace of sleep take me.

I woke up later, I had no idea how much time had passed but what I did notice was a sliver of light, literal light. There was a broken seal in the corner of my prison. I repeatedly hit the wall of which is was connected to, my efforts were rewarded each time the sliver grew larger. It grew from a sliver, to a gap and from the gap a hole and from that the wall broke loose and the outside world welcomed me. The outside world however was not as welcoming as I thought however as the first things that greeted me were : A city on fire, huge and very colorful storm in the sky, mutilated body parts and a half dead lizard dude.

The lizard dude looked up at me and did a weird grimace mixed with a chuckle.

“At least one person survived intact” His voice was watery, like his lungs were filled with blood, which would not surprise me given his current state.

“What the hell is happening”

“Short version? You have been made into a vampire by one of the oldest and now dead vampires in existence, most likely you are now the only one given your creator killed every other of his kind and judging from the pillar of red light over there is now dead. You also have survived your first blood letting by consuming dragon blood, my blood which has never happened before.” he voice was full of sarcasm despite his rather poor state.

“Alrighty, I can accept that now and then later think it over with alcohol, but the does not explain the current city situation” I said this while gesturing around at well everything.

“Ahh yeah that” he chuckled “That would be the end of days, or the convergence one or the other”

“The difference?”

“End of days means you should find peace for yourself cause everything's gonna die, the convergence by comparison is much worse, every world, demented, demon, angel and gods have now been stuffed into one plane of reality, so of it's the second prepare for terror and suffering”

“So it's the apocalypse or the...apocalypse?” I asked

“Yeah”

“Fuck”

“Yeah”

He then took out a small book and an orb. He tapped the orb on the book, the orb and book begun to glow and then the orb cracked. He handed me the book.

“Take it, i'm going to die and this could probably help you survive, for better or worse”

I gave him a nod and then without a pause between the action of speaking he took a knife and put it through his eye, ending what I imagined was his pain. I knelt down and closed his remaining non mutilated eye and then tried to find a hole to hide while I figured shit out.