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The human Race is at war with the Vicious Dalki and when they needed help more than ever, THEY started to come forward. 

Humans who had hidden in the shadows for hundreds of years, people with abilities. 

Some chose to share their knowledge to the rest of the world in hopes of winning the war, while others kept their abilities to themselves.

Quinn had lost everything to the war, his home, his family and the only thing he had inherited was a crummy old book that he couldn’t even open. 

But when the book had finally opened, Quinn was granted a system and his whole life was turned around. 

He completed quest after quest and became more powerful, until one day the system gave him a quest he wasn’t sure he could complete. 

"It is time to feed!"
"You must drink human blood within 24 hours"
"Your HP will continue to decrease until the task has been completed"

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Finally, Quinn looked like he was returning to himself. As his eyes were opening he could see the underground ceiling in an orange tint, being lit up by the several torches in the large room. When he got up, he was surprised to see that he was in the exact same room as before. 


He immediately started touching his own body, seeing if there were any changes. It felt weird to be back in his own body again as if it wasn't his. After all, he had just spent nearly an entire lifetime experiencing everything that Vincent had gone through. 


There was no time skip, he had lived every second of Vincent's life from the nightclub until the day he had died. He touched his face, checking if there was any facial hair. Quinn even at seventeen didn't have any facial hair, he just didn't have the genetics for it, but he was wondering how much time had passed.


The voice is gone