Overlord: The Multiverse

After slaying those three more monsters, I leveled up faster. It was like hitting the jackpot at a vampire-themed arcade—ding, ding, ding! Gold coins and level-ups galore!

{Congratulations! You've leveled up.}

{Level 1 >>>> Level 2}

{Congratulations! You got 3 gold coins.}

{You have 10 free stat points.}

I saw that I had unlocked three more job classes, which I ignored for now, and added a level to my racial class Vampire to open up more class skills.

I mean, who needs a job when you've got killer stats and a blood-sucking heritage, am I right? So, I brushed off those pesky job classes like crumbs off a midnight snack and dove headfirst into leveling up my vampire skills.

Now, I know what you're thinking—why bother with racial class when you could be mastering new moves and flashy spells? Well, let me tell you, my friend, racial class is where the real magic happens.

It's like the secret sauce that takes your stats from meh to marvelous, turning you into a lean, mean, monster-slaying machine.

And let's not forget about the discrimination against us Heteromorphic folks—it hasn't happened, but it will happen.

So, yeah, leveling up that racial class was top priority, like getting your hands on the last slice of pizza at a party.

Armed with my trusty rusted sword and a thirst for adventure (and blood, but let's not dwell on the details), I went on a killing spree that would make even the most hardened monster hunter blush. Each monster slain was like a notch on my undead belt, bringing me one step closer to vampire greatness.

And let me tell you, it was nonstop action from dawn 'til dusk (or dusk 'til dawn, in my case). I leveled up faster than a speeding bullet, reaching level 14 in no time flat. My racial class was soaring higher than a bat out of hell, unlocking new abilities and skills with each passing moment.

Until I encounters a skeleton mage, Sure, being a vampire had its perks—super strength, heightened senses, and ability to control blood, can turn invisible—but it also came with its fair share of drawbacks.

For starters, Vampire had a large draw back towards light magic, Holy magic and Fire magic.

But back to the skeleton mage. This boneheaded nuisance had a few tricks up its sleeve, including some nasty spells that could turn me into a pile of ash faster than you can say "holy water." But being the fearless vampire that I am (or at least pretend to be), I wasn't about to let some glorified bag of bones ruin my day.

As soon as the skeleton mage locked eyes with me, it wasted no time in unleashing its most powerful spell: {Fireball}. With flames swirling towards me, I dodged to the right with lightning speed, narrowly avoiding the scorching blast.

Closing the distance between us, I lunged forward, driving my sword towards the undead's chest. But the crafty mage wasn't going down without a fight; it quickly erected a barrier of protection magic, deflecting my blow and minimizing the damage. Still, my attack wasn't in vain, as it left the skeleton mage reeling, a significant chunk of its health depleted in one fell swoop.

Ah, the perks of being a seasoned warrior—I knew just how to exploit my opponent's weaknesses. And with the skeleton mage being the highest level monster in these beginner grounds, I had a feeling it wouldn't go down without a fight. But that's the thing about patterns and predictability; they can be exploited, and I was more than ready to take advantage of every opportunity.

As the skeleton mage recovered from my onslaught, I braced myself for its next move, my senses heightened and my reflexes razor-sharp.

With each dodge and strike, I danced around the skeleton mage's relentless onslaught, wearing it down until its mana reserves were depleted. Seizing the opportunity, I delivered the final blow, severing its head from its bony shoulders with a swift stroke of my blade.

{Congratulations! You have slain an enemy}

{Congratulations! You have leveled up}

{Level 14 >>>> Level 15}

As the notifications flashed before me, I couldn't help but let out a triumphant whoop, my adrenaline pumping as I basked in the glory of my hard-earned victory.

After about 12 hours of nonstop grinding against the low-level monsters in the area, I finally reached level 15 in my racial class. With this milestone, my racial ability was fully unlocked, granting me access to a whole new power to control.

With my racial ability, Blood Domination, fully unlocked, I felt a surge of excitement coursing through my undead veins. This was no ordinary power; it was a force to be reckoned with, capable of bending the very essence of blood to my will.

Not only could I manipulate blood to heal my wounds and enhance my physical abilities, but I could also control the minds of my enemies, bending them to my will with a mere thought.

With Blood Domination in my undead arsenal, I was practically the Count Dracula of the digital age—minus the cape and the Transylvanian castle, of course. But I will get something similar toTransylvanian castle but mine will be bigger and stronger.

Deciding to put my newfound racial skills to the test, I located a lone skeleton shambling through the misty swamps of Helheim. Its bones clattered together with each step, echoing eerily in the silent landscape.

With a sly grin, I activated Blood Domination, and a long spike made of blood materialized next to me, eliciting a mix of awe and unease. I focused my will, directing the spike towards the unsuspecting skeleton with all the finesse of a novice puppeteer.

With a flick of my virtual wrist, I sent the spike hurtling towards the skeleton, impaling it with pinpoint accuracy. The creature let out a hollow moan as it crumbled to the ground, defeated by the sheer force of my newfound power.

{Congratulations! You slayed an enemy}

Satisfied with the results I was about to continue my hunt. but a voice interrupted me.

"It's time sleep, Dear." It was non other than death.

I couldn't help but chuckle at the unexpected interruption. "Aw, come on, Death," I replied with a hint of playful protest. "Just a few more monsters to slay, and then I'll call it a night."

But Death was insistent, her tone gentle yet firm. "You've had quite the adventure today, but you are not a vampires yet, so you need your rest," she insisted. "Besides, there will be plenty more monsters to slay tomorrow."

I couldn't argue with that logic, so with a resigned sigh, I nodded in agreement. "Alright, alright," I conceded, feeling a pang of disappointment at the thought of ending my gaming session so soon. "But tomorrow, I'll be back with a vengeance."

With that, I logged out of the game, feeling a sense of satisfaction wash over me as I prepared to drift off into the realm of dreams.

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