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Behind him, Bat Bat snored softly, completely unbothered by destiny.
Sekhmet's eyes flicked back to the new skill.
Vampire Creation.
The system did not explain more, which annoyed him. It gave him the outline and left him to guess the costs.
Female only.
Why female only? Because bloodlines. Because reproduction. Because gods were sick. Because the Blood God had a sense of humor. Because the system liked to watch him suffer embarrassment.
Sekhmet frowned at the thought.
Bat Bat would absolutely make jokes about it if she understood.
Lily would absolutely call him a pervert.
Elena would absolutely stare at him like she was deciding whether to hit him with a broom or a frying pan.
Sekhmet exhaled and forced himself back into practical thinking.
Shared slots.
Three total.
One already taken.
Raka.
That meant two remaining.
Two was not a kingdom.
Two was not an army.
Two was an experiment.
Two was a foundation.
