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The weeks went by faster than expected and Milas was two weeks away from his admission to vampire school. His body had undergone vast improvements and his resistance was on another level when compared to other vampires. Milas was clueless to this fact as Deogratius pressured him to improve even more. Milas was under the illusion that the training he underwent was common for vampires.Today, he was standing in front of the mirror and putting on the light armour that was provided. Deogratius had mentioned a test to see his previous improvement. The armour was given to him along with dual swords, a dagger and five flasks of blood. The swords were strapped to his back and the dagger to his right lap. A small bag hung onto his waist and allowed him to store the flasks together with somethings he might need.He met Deogratius at the courtyard and they walked to the stables. Two stallions with pitch black coats and thick, lustrous manes were saddled and ready for the journey. Milas got onto
Fear is one of the greatest driving forces in nature. It can give prey the push they require to escape a predator or even turn the tables. Despite the advantages, it can also freeze a creature where it would remain at the mercy of its hunter. Vampires usually have one emotion or character that is heightened while the others are generally dulled. Most have a high sense of pride and others have a short-temper. This makes them rather immune to fear but Milas was learning that everything is relative. He wouldn't be afraid of the beasts if he could outrun them. His situation was really making him panic.A loud hiss came from the tunnel with the snake and a serpentine head materialized from the darkness. Its eyes scanned the cavern and its forked tongue tasted the air. The snake picked up multiple scents of different blood. It followed the strongest source which happened to be the two dead leopards. It swallowed them with some effort which took it some minutes
There are very few things harder than gutting an animal with a blade longer than its body. It would have been easier if Milas didn't want to keep it fairly intact. Otherwise, he would have chopped it to bits and collected the crystal from the gory remains.The process took a while but he soon had a crystal in his hand and the headless corpse at his feet. The beast was fairly intact and Milas picked up the body and turned around to leave. He could hear the furious hissing and roaring coming from the cavern.Milas arrived and saw the serpent retreating to its tunnel while hissing. He looked around and saw the bear staring at him or more specifically the corpse in his hand. The bear looked genuinely heartbroken but it was instantly overshadowed by unyielding rage. Milas knew that he had fucked up and his initial plan was pointless. The bear charged at him but its rage made it predictable and easy to dodge. Milas leapt aside and ran towards the disappearing t
A rabbit was foraging on the forest floor with the dark entrance of a cave behind it. Two red dots appeared in the darkest depths of the cave and focused on the rabbit. The aura from the red dots immobilized the rabbit with fear. The red dots turned out to be the glowing eyes of a dashing teenager. He had a chiseled jawline with smooth skin that had a slight paleness similar to the glow of the moon. His sharp nose went well with his thin lips that were curled up in a smile. His black silky hair reached his shoulders and looked well maintained despite the length."Nothing like a victory snack." With that, Milas lunged at the rabbit that stood no chance against the speed of a vampire. His fangs dug deep into the animal and the sweet taste of blood entered his mouth. The blood had a slightly earthy scent and even faintly tasted like fresh fruit. The rabbit was soon drained of all its blood while Milas stood there with some blood on his lower lip and chin. Most of the blood was used to re
Lost. Milas expected it to be easy to locate the school since the contract was basically a compass. He had been walking in the tunnels that led to the settlement for hours but he never found the exit. Everyone he met would ignore him and some even gave him coins like a beggar. Milas was forced to go to the guards to ask for directions even though he despised them for what they did to slaves. "Excuse me sir, can you please help me with directions? I need to deliver a message to Master Deogratius De Viers. It's very urgent." Milas was doing his best not to puke while saying those words. His face was that of a lost child and the torn clothes he wore further enhanced it."What would trash like you have to say to someone like Lord Deogratius?" The guard said with a mocking voice."I'll tell him that I finished smashing your mom." Milas thought but held himself while giving a light smile. He raised his shirt and exposed the slave brand on his chest. "I'm actually his slave and Master Deogr
He lay on the ground while the glaring sunlight hit his sensitive eyes. Milas couldn't believe it. He got kicked out just like that. He may have hated that place but he wanted to leave on his own accord not being thrown out like trash. The worst part was that Deogratius was hellbent on kicking him out. Milas was about to leave the study when Deogratius grabbed the back of his neck and lifted him up. Milas tried to flail his limbs but Deogratius stabbed his fingers into his back. This went on for two minutes and Milas' back was riddled with blood spewing holes. Deogratius dragged him out the window and held him dozens of meters above the ground. "Your victory has made you careless. You would have heard me approach if pride didn't cloud your mind. Remember that no matter how much you succeed, there will always be something to make you lose." Deogratius then dropped Milas. It was more of throw than a drop since he flung Milas like a spear. Milas had experience falling from great height
Milas always wondered whose twisted idea it was to put teenagers together in an under supervised institution. The icing on top was the pitting them against each other so as to establish rankings. This must have been a method developed for the sole purpose of making a society cave in on itself. A method so diabolically effective, it's used to destroy the dreams and aspirations of a growing generation.Milas looked at the faces around him and noticed a mix of emotions. The one thing he did notice was that fancily dressed teenagers had gathered into groups while the others walked around to find someone to talk to. The guard who brought him there immediately turned around and left. "There seems to be more people than I thought, this will be troublesome to deal with. Deogratius made it clear that I can't fail the entrance test but the others seem to already have alliances. I might need to form a partnership with one of the kids who are alone." Milas looked around for a while and set his s
There exists a long list of pointless things done by people and punching a rock has to be one of them. Everyone participating in the test knew this but the rocks weren't giving them much choice. The two statues may have lacked speed but the walls covered for this flaw. The few vampires brave enough to try and fight were soon on the ground and clinging on to their consciousness.Some of these brave fools had the skills to go toe to toe with the statues but Milas knew how useless their attempts were. He had noticed that the statues would heal whenever they got chipped or cracked. The worst thing was that two of the three vampires on the ground had been pulled underground. Two new statues appeared and Milas noticed that the red veins of the first faceless statue pulsed slightly with energy.Milas had no time to think about it as he avoided a stampede from the teenagers who were trying to escape the statues. He managed to move aside and maintain balance before staring at the statues. Mila