GodofDiscord

A Vampire Lord awoke from his Eternal Sleep plagued with visions from another world. When he broke free from his coffin, he was met with two beautiful ladies who took shelter from the rain. Before he could drain them of their blood and refocus on important things, one of them spoke up.

“You have a heart.” she claimed.

“You need to get your eyes checked by a doctor.” He snorted. Wait. What the heck is an ophthalmologist—?

Beautiful Maids Of The Vampire Lord

There was a moment for grand entrances–in the hushed feeling that occurred for everyone in the Whitewood Pass. In how the dark night sky somehow shone with bright stars and a single individual floated as he used the [Flight] Spell.

Fully recharged with mana and feeling better than ever, Cassius Blackwell looked down and smiled at everyone.

It spoke to the people's abilities that a rock shrapnel immediately flew towards the Vampire Lord.

Impressive as the Vampire Lord thought his presence was–the people were still battle-ready.

Authority, aura and power charged in his voice and those lower-leveled than him immediately buckled to their knees, Shamans prepared to fight also found themselves wavering.

It was just one word, not even an actual Skill but his influence was remarkable.

Before any of the trained and strong-willed Warriors could move, Cassius immediately held a hand.

Blood Moon Ritual