Since ancient times, vampires have been a captivating race.Unique, alluring — bound by both light and darkness, and by the laws of human kind.They possess extraordinary abilities and striking beauty.
And most importantly, vampires are always wealthy.
Wealth passed down through generations.It's frustrating to admit, but in over a thousand years of history, not a single vampire has ever been poor.
Some vampire clans are richer than entire nations.
That is why they are known as "the most handsome monsters in the universe."Their faces might as well be paved with gold and silver.They are enchanting down to every strand of hair.Even their breath carries the scent of luxury and power.
They despise violence, despise anything low-born, despise the smell of humans.And they loathe vampires tainted with human blood.To them, only those with noble lineage are worthy prey.
The blood of the League's Heroes — sweet, enticing, irresistible.Every cell in a vampire's body yearns for it.The blood of warriors who once slaughtered countless beasts — unforgettable.
Yet vampires are bound by law.A ridiculous constraint, incomprehensible to creatures hundreds of years old.
Corek was one such vampire — unable to understand why he was forbidden from hunting heroes.
"Humans — all of them are beneath us.""Their emotions shift like storms — love, anger, hatred, grief, joy, zeal, loyalty…These flavors are what make their blood the most exquisite."
He idly swung his pocket watch, watching the second hand creep forward.
Tick-tock.
Tick-tock.
Tick-tock.
Such a delicate, intoxicating sound — enough to make his heart flutter.
The heroes hung in the air, suspended, blood draining drop by drop.Life fading by the second.Breath growing thinner.The cave around them seemed frozen in stillness.Only the ticking of the clock continued.
A beautiful, savage sound.
9 seconds…8…7…6…5…4…
The bat screeched.Corek laughed softly.3 seconds…2…
And—
A blade flashed like lightning.Chains snapped.The heroes crashed to the ground — pale, nearly lifeless.Glass vials shattered, blood spilling across stone.
Just one more second — and everything would have been perfect.
"Ah, protagonists never arrive early. They always arrive precisely on time.""No—you got lost, Kade. That's why you're right on time."
Kade had thrown his dagger at the final heartbeat.The divine aura of the System's chosen radiated around him — unmistakable.
"It's wonderful to be the one holding the Salvation System.""These people are worth 1,010 gold coins. I can't let anything happen to them."
Kade Fubuster — even after reincarnation — still loved money.Money is what humans desire most.Young or old, money remains the one thing that is truly omnipotent.