Chapter 2: The Vampire King Has Awoken (And He's a Jerk)
Yugo awoke to the scent of blood and… lavender?
He sat up on the throne. His eyes glowed faintly red, and the underground cathedral was eerily quiet. Queen Seraphina stood watching him, her expression unreadable.
"How do you feel?"
Yugo blinked. "Like someone dumped hot chili in my veins and shoved a demon in my soul. Also, I'm craving tomato juice."
"Excellent. You are now the vessel of Lord Valthor, the Vasto Lord—the Vampire King."
Reiji appeared beside her, looking half-proud, half-horrified. "Dude, you just became a god."
"I didn't sign up for this! I wanted to get a girlfriend and maybe pass math!"
Inside his mind, a booming voice echoed: "Silence, mortal. I once drank oceans of blood and crushed kingdoms. You shall now be my feet and hands."
"Can you at least help me with algebra?"
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Training began immediately. Turns out, being the Vampire King came with freaky powers—blood manipulation, shadow teleportation, and something called Crimson Dominion that made people kneel by force. Yugo accidentally used it on a bat, a broom, and Reiji (twice).
"Bro, stop dominioning me!"
"I can't help it! I sneezed!"
Queen Seraphina introduced them to the royal guard—vampires who failed the resurrection ritual before. Now they trained Yugo to control his powers, even as whispers spread through the hideout.
Someone wasn't happy Valthor was back.
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That night, a hooded figure entered the blood chambers and slaughtered three vampires. Blood splattered across the ritual stones. A message burned into the floor:
"The King must not rise. He belongs in the grave."
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