Vampire: World of Blood

"Hmm... it looks like you've aged a bit too, master. Before, you looked more like you were in your early twenties, now you look about 28, close to 30."

Substance glanced at Merciless, taking in his transformed appearance. He stood completely naked, and his body drastically changed. Once 6'5", he now towered at 8'9", with a far more muscular build. His golden hair had turned ebony black, shorter yet wilder than before.

What once flowed down to his heels now rested just past his knees, with loose curls that held some straightness to its form, though not enough to be called truly straight.

His skin, now pale like alabaster, had an eerie yet captivating quality to it. Merciless didn't have any powers tied to beauty or charm, but somehow, through sheer biological refinement, his body had transformed into something that could stir even those who controlled the concept of beauty itself.

His appearance wasn't just attractive, it had reached a level of perfection that felt almost unnatural, something far beyond what anyone would think was possible by natural means alone.

He used to have intricate insect-like tattoos, black with neon purple outlines, but now they'd been simplified, almost compressed. Now, there were just black bands wrapping around his wrists, leaving the rest of his skin smooth and clear.

Unlike before, it was clear that Merciless had undergone a significant transformation. His body had changed in more ways than one, but what really caught Ana and Sub's attention were the details that sent a chill down their spines, his tail and eyes. There was something about them that felt unsettling, almost wrong, and it left them both on edge.

And they were right to feel uneasy. Each tail was an exact replica of the last, completely black but tipped with large blades that glowed neon blue, contrasting sharply with the dark. These tails resembled the thick tentacles of an octopus, each as thick as a giant anaconda, but their scales defied any snake-like comparison.

Though his bones remained hidden from view, they had transformed into something entirely different. Merciless's blood, once black in color, had evolved back to a deep red. His circulatory system, and his ichor, had adapted to produce a more refined version of his null blood, which now pumped continuously into a new, nameless organ nestled against his spine.

Unlike before, when the Black Tail was a parasitic entity clinging to him, it had fused completely with Merciless, becoming an integral part of his body, an extension of himself, now fully transformed into a new limb.

At that moment, Merciless became acutely aware of himself in the most detailed way possible, every cell, every muscle, every single layer and aspect of his body was completely under his control in a way he had never felt before.

The nature of cells, from the meaning behind them, all of which could be changed and altered to whatever he wants.

It was as if he could reach out and touch each component of his being. He felt the rhythm of his ichor, the way his lungs expanded and contracted, the countless tiny organisms living on and within him.

He could even sense the hormones coursing through his veins, reacting to his thoughts and emotions, he felt like he could change everything that makes a cell, well a cell.

"So this is Alteration... but there is so much more... this new body of mine, I have never felt more amazing than I am now, it's like I am a whole new person."

It was like a light bulb flicking on in the dark; he suddenly understood not just the mechanics of his body but also its sheer scale and properties that now run through it on an intimate level. Each cell was a small world, a sandbox coursing through with complex information.

It was like he was an entire race, various species, of that which was, and which could be.

Each of the cells within his being, and what makes up his material existence was an animal kingdom in its own right, with activity and life, ever-changing, ever-evolving, ever-adapting. Each one of which was the same in that regard, all of which were distinct from one another.

But they weren't just isolated; they were also interconnected, a whole network working in unison, despite their singular uniqueness.

At the same time, Merciless looked at Ana, his eye peering through her, he could hear her voice, but that wasn't the only thing.

When he said he could hear her voice, he wasn't referring to her thoughts. No, he could sense her on a deeper level, down to her very cells. In his presence, all living things, no matter their form, for it would develop an additional, tumor-like organ within their cells.

And even if the target didn't have physical cells, like for example; say a soul or something abstract, this organ would still manifest, only perceivable to him. His power was so evolved, or rather his ichor to the point, that new aspects of it, and new power were born after reaching level 5.

But anything, no matter how immaterial, would still form this organ within

Through this organ, he could connect with whatever gave a being its form, whether physical or not.

As long as something had any kind of form, his power would activate. He called this strange new ability "Imaginary Tumor." For material beings, it would inhabit all known cells, and for immaterial ones, they aligned with whatever concept represented their essence.

Even if that concept seemed impossible, the organ still formed, existing as long as the being remained in his presence. Once created, the organ could not be removed, altered, or even destroyed unless fully understood.

And what made this imaginary organ truly special was its incredible logic-defying powers. This takes instant effect within his vicinity, which could be extended across an entire galaxy if he fully unleashed his presence to the maximum, he could sense every known and unknown concept tied to the laws of nature, and even those beyond it, through these tumor-like organs.

He could perceive all these tumors that take root within material and immaterial without fail, once in his presence, or touch by his presence. This allowed him to both communicate and dominate anything that had these special imaginary tumors, including cells, the information they held, souls, thoughts, and even concepts.

This applied not only to natural things like air, fire, water, earth, lightning, science, chemistry, breathing, and physical forces, but also to unnatural concepts like religion, technology, politics, or even something like a harem. As long as these concepts fell within his presence, even those beyond the laws of nature or existing in a more abstract or metaphysical way, he could connect with them.

Once connected, he could communicate with things these tumors manifest in using the tumor as a link between his will and the target. Like a spreading cancer, he could control the laws within his range, creating a natural territory where his arua or presence has touched where he could manipulate them to some extent, or if he is above it then in some cases then completely.

For example, he could talk to cells and make them reveal information about his enemies, like their strengths or weaknesses; or completely dominate them as a result of this ability.

However, some concepts were too powerful to be controlled and could resist his influence. Even so, he could still communicate with them through the tumors, asking them for help, and if they want to help him, then they can lend Merciless their strength.

This was one of many new abilities Merciless had gotten, but this was one he was about to use in this very instance, as Substance and Anastasia gave him a confused look as Substance was the one to break the silence as she asked.

"Ummm master so what now?"

Said Substance as she looked at the newly reborn Merciless, who began to speak, as he stretched his body still in a trance-like state, his own evolution speaking to him of all the wonder he could currently accomplish at this moment.

And maybe even more if he takes advantage of the trance.

As a result, the time for action could not wait, and even if it could, Merciless has had enough, because he craves more violence right now; after all, the earlier fight with the queen riled him up, and now that his power is completely under control, he desires immediate action while at his peak.

As such, he walks towards his girl, his body morphing and shifting as clothes begin to form around his naked figure, a simple Nu-gothic clothing forms around his body, made via basic shapeshifting, using the lesser fundamentals of his ichor to form them, black in color of course, a new style to his existing appearance.

His outfit was plain and organically gothic; yet it suited him extremley well, especially with his new ebony black hair, with no added aesthetic, just a simple fit. A black long shirt with sleeves rolled up; he wore no undershirt, and his abs were exposed for all to see.

Meanwhile, he wore black cut jeans, with a spike leather belt; the spike around his belt glowed neon blue in color as they were made from his bones. Of course, he looked like a giant-like figure, but if not for his glowing eyes, claws, tail tips, and nine large anaconda-like black tails behind him, he could have passed as an unusually tall human with Giantism disease.

When he reached Substance and Anastasia, his figure towered above them both, forcing him to glance down to meet their gaze. Standing completely, Substance met him on his stomach, and Ana somewhat on his lower chest. As he placed his hands on both of their heads, using them as leverage, he responded to both of them, particularly Substance, who had posed the question in the first place.

"To the Surface, we go... after all that where all the fun is at, I can see it from here, up there is a pool of mayhem."

Without another word, and before anyone could react, they both vanished. In that very instant, Merciless's presence shattered the boundaries of his subjective reality and poured into metaphysical space of the Primix Dimension.

His presence expanded with unimaginable speed, far beyond anything humans could even dream to fathom; surpassing even his own speed as a level 4 vampire by leaps and bonds it would make the speed he was capable of at that level look like a laughing joke.

At the rate it surged, it could have devoured hundreds, if not thousands, of solar systems in the blink of an eye without warning.

It didn't take long for his menacing presence to invade the tutorial grounds above, overwhelming everything within it.

Merciless dark aura swept across the world, so dense and powerful that anyone below level 3 was instantly paralyzed before the desired effects of his will had taken effect. The sheer force of his presence crushed the weaker beings, snuffing out their lives in a heartbeat.

The only ones spared from the crushing force of his suffocating aura, which annihilated any lesser lifeforms in its path, were two girls and one boy. They were Michellian vampires. Others had survived.

Two level 6 Michellians, one at level 4, and two at level 5, but only because they were strong enough to endure the weight of his presence.

Yet, these three? They were nothing. The girls, mere level 3 vampires, were fragile compared to their kin, and the boy? He was the epitome of failure, a worthless level 1. If not for the scent of Murphy masking them, those girls and that boy would have met the same swift end as the others.

He could smell them long before he disappeared with Substances and Anastasia. Their scent, especially the two girls and the strange boy was unmistakably Murphy's. From afar, his enhanced senses allowed him to not only see their every move but to delve into the depths of their very beings.

He saw their powers, their techniques, and soon after, their memories. The cells within them spoke to him; despite being so far away, revealing every secret they held. No part of their lives remained hidden. Their very existence laid itself bare, eagerly offering up every detail of their past like an open book.

Of course, this was only possible because Merciless's senses had reached such a heightened state that they could no longer be measured by conventional means.

Each of his senses was interconnected, he could see, taste, feel, and hear through smell alone, and the reverse was true for all his other senses. New senses had awakened within him, ones so advanced that he could look at a person and instantly know their evolutionary path, their weaknesses, their habits, and the shape of their soul. He saw everything; their potential, their flaws, and far more than even they could comprehend.

But from here his presence alone was enough to change the whole flow of this exam.

As a result, Level 1 vampires stood no chance, they perished in an instant.

Level 2 vampires soon followed, their existence snuffed out just as easily.

Level 3 vampires struggled to survive, their very cells crumbling under the crushing weight of his aura.

Level 4 vampires fared slightly better, but even they were pinned down, their movements stifled by the oppressive force. They were caught between terror and physical strain, barely able to withstand the weight bearing down on them.

But the level 5's, felt the shift in the atmosphere; a dark, foreboding energy that threatened to swallow them whole. Level 6 vampires, while stronger, were not immune. Though they could endure it, the power was strong enough to make them cautious, forcing them to acknowledge the overwhelming threat before them.

But then, there was a level 7 vampire, the strongest in the exam. She remained completely unfazed. To her, Merciless's presence was nothing more than a faint breeze.

As she walked away from the carnage she had unleashed on a combined team of opponents, whom she effortlessly slaughtered, her hands and dress were still soaked in blood. Emerging from the shadows of a strange neighborhood, one of the many bizarre terrains this exam featured, she wore a wide-brimmed hat that shaded her pale complexion.

In her wake was nothing but pure destruction. Like Merciless, she stood at an imposing 8 feet tall, her black claws gleaming in the dim light. She wore a simple white dress, yet reality itself bent and twisted around her in the most unsettling ways.

Anything she deemed irrelevant or unworthy simply ceased to exist in her presence, filtered out of reality, as if she refused to share this reality with anyone or anything else.

All concepts, all ideas, all physical and non-physical things she did not require to exist alongside did not reach much less register alongside her unique existence, nor did they have the right to invade her personal space.

The same was true for the dark aura that had consumed the battlefield. Merciless's presence never reached her, though she was fully aware of it. To her, it was so insignificant that it barely registered, almost not worth a second thought. Yet, she couldn't deny that it was impressive for a level 5, especially one so newly born, as she could sense.

While it posed no threat to her, the fact that such a powerful aura could come from someone at that level wasn't something she could completely ignore.

"Po...Po...Po... how bothersome...

"That thing is dangerous... this familiar feeling... Michelle...

"I see, so that's how it is... Popopo... how unfair... this exam is about to end... what an interesting child you brought into this world... popopo... though, is that thing really a vampire? He feels less like a lesser version of what we are, and more like something along the lines of what the king is... Popopo... oh well... I won't harm your child, my business isn't with the Michellian clan... popopo... I'm close... Enkidu's door; I'll get rid of it while it's still fresh. If that child of yours is coming up here to test his new evolution, this exam is as good as over. Only those seven I can see here right now could deal with that little monster of yours."

The woman spoke in a calm voice, her tone unnervingly natural, as if by simply desiring to understand something, she immediately did. It was clear that everything unfolding around her was already within her grasp, each detail known without effort.

Her appearance was striking, an incredibly voluptuous figure, with large breasts, thick thighs, a fat bouncy and equally soft ass, and a full figure that commanded attention.

She looked Japanese, her eyes glowing an ominous black, and a subtle purple energy naturally surrounded her body like an aura of menace.

As she stood there, her attention casually shifted to a seemingly insignificant wall. By it sat a vending machine, appearing ordinary, offering a variety of drinks, each with mysterious effects. Some granted abilities, others healed wounds, but she knew all too well that many of these drinks were cursed, laced with deadly traps that could kill even a level six being.

The vending machine itself was invincible, as it possessed the durability of an entire sequence of infinite universes rendering it indestructible to any participant.

Yet, despite its supposed invulnerability, this small, unassuming vending machine met an unexpected fate. Without even a flicker of hesitation, the mysterious woman did the impossible. With barely a fraction of her strength, she punched through the machine as if it were made of paper. Reaching inside, she pulled out a drink labeled "GUMMA BLOOD WATER." As she held the bottle, the machine, now damaged beyond repair, simply faded from existence.

Still carrying her air of indifference, she looked at the red liquid in the bottle. She opened it, clearly having selected this drink with precise intent as if she had known it would be there all along.

Whether through some strange power or intuition.

With that, she opened the bottle and spoke.

"I'm tired of this... Popopo... let the young ones kill each other for supremacy; I need this exam to go my way... I need to see if Hanah was right all along about the intersection... but the only way to know for sure is to become a child of the 11th... Popopo!! If what she predicted is true... both vampires and humans are equally screwed in the long run because of this."

With that said the mysterious woman gulped down the whole bottle of water, and the moment she did that; a Ceridwen notification informed her of such.

[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION]

Congratulations, Examinee #002!

You have discovered the Ultimate Secret Item!

As a reward, you have been granted temporary moderator status.

You can now modify 3 settings of the exam to suit your needs.

Choose wisely!

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