"Aghh... why does my head hurt so bad?" he groaned, scratching the back of his head.
"Where am I? Wait... I remember drinking myself to sleep, like I always do. So where the hell am I now?" he muttered, squinting into the darkness surrounding him.
Just as he began to think about what to do next, a sudden sound echoed in his ears.
Ding! Ding!
[Initiating...]
Before he could react, a semi-transparent blue screen appeared in front of him, glowing faintly in the darkness.
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[Young Hybrid (Half-Dragon, Half-Vampire)]
Name: Dexter Von Teln
Template: NPC (10 years, 1 day, and 20 hours before Beta Test)
Category: Neutral
Stats:
Strength: 22
Agility: 20
Intelligence: 12
Constitution: 22
Mana: 16
Innate Skills:
Dragon Breath (Locked)
Draconic Transformation (50%) (Locked)
Blood Manipulation (Locked)
Vampiric Transformation (50%) (Locked)
Abilities: None
Affinity: Fire (Locked), Blood (Locked)
Combat Power: F
Assessment: An abomination—the fusion of two powerful bloodlines. Yet in this world, merely an ant in a sea of titans.
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"I've... transmigrated to Delia?" he whispered, staring at the screen in disbelief.
"I've become Dexter?"
His heart pounded. First came the rush—excitement flooding through him. But then, a heavy sorrow crept in.
"So I'm not a player anymore... I'm just an NPC?"
He clenched his fists.
"What do I even do now? And where exactly am I?"
He took a cautious step forward, eyes scanning the darkness, the glow of the blue screen fading slowly as he tried to make sense of this new, surreal beginning.
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