The Third Challenge, [The Waking of the Unliving], has now begun, giving life to objects that never should have had it.

The Second Challenge, [The Breaking of Graves], has concluded, and the dead will no longer rise. However, existing undead will continue to exist until they are slain.

The Fourth Challenge, [The Wrath of Natural World], will begin in fifty days.

Time remaining: 49:23:59:59

The world continued to move above his tomb, his prison, the only thing indicating that today was not yesterday, last week, or, hell, the last century, being the messages from that damn System.

He’d been hoping, praying that this “Breaking of Graves” would destroy his prison as well, given that it was, in fact, also his tomb, but no such luck. No, instead, there was the voice of this arcane meddler informing him of more powers being gained, powers that he could not use with this damn yew sword that still impaled his heart.

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His clothing, the empty sheath of his dagger, even the casket he’d been inside during a previous burial attempt, all had rotted away. Countless iron weapons that had been thrust through his body when he’d finally been brought down, and now, they were nothing but dust, his body long since having healed the injuries.

But that damnable sword was still there, fresh and vibrant as if it hadn’t simply been carved from fresh wood but outright grown from a living tree, and nothing he could do was able to affect it. Not now, but that situation would likely not last forever. Not with the rate at which he was gaining power.

[Origin Vampire Lv. 24 -> Origin Vampire Lv. 25]

[Skill gained: Bloodthirst Orignator]

Then, a few hours afterwards.

[Origin Vampire Lv. 25 -> Origin Vampire Lv. 26]

[Skill Boost gained]

And, going by the clock on the System messages, the next day, he gained another Level.

[Origin Vampire Lv. 26 -> Origin Vampire Lv. 27]

[Skill gained: Automatic Blood Absorbtion]

He’d started out at a seemingly lowly Level 11, but kept going, kept growing, and with every passing day, he gained more power, growing ever closer to escape.

[Skill gained: Finishing Bite]

[Skill gained: Auto-hemokinesis]

…

[Class Evolution: Origin Vampire Lv. 35 -> Origin of Bloodthirst Lv. 36]

And even the second change of his “Class”, whatever that was, was not the end of this.

[Skill gained: Original Sin of Blood]

[Skill gained: Sanguinem Infernalis]

Bit by bit, he was gaining power, and with every passing day, that yew sword was looking ever more fragile.