Adrian opened his system panel and checked it while waiting for Victor in his office. He decided to use that time to properly go through his system and know what was happening to him.[System Identification]Name: Adrian AzumaCodename: ShadowAlliance: Black CrossRace: HumanStrength: 20Agility: 20Reaction: 20Endurance: 20Perception: 16 (+4) = 20Blood Points: 0Adrian stared at the stats, and he felt relieved when he found out that his race was still human. He was beginning to get scared and almost panicked that he was no longer human especially after everything that had been happening but since the system still classified him as Human, then that meant he was still human.And where did the 4 Blood Points come from that added to his Perception to make it twenty?Was it because he killed Dragon?Adrian knew that killing Newborn Vampires gave him 1 BP.Killing Normal Vampires gave him 2 BP.Then killing Elite Vampires gave him 4 BP?That was the only reason he could think of.“Nic

It took Adrian several hours before he could recover. He opened his eyes, inhaling deeply as Ash laid beside him, staring into his eyes with a sorrowful look. She whimpered occasionally, rubbing her head against his body.“I'm okay… I'm okay…” He smiled and patted her head.He stood up and looked around and the entire kitchen was a complete mess. It'd take him a considerable amount of money to fix everything.Not that he wouldn't have been able to afford the repair cost.“Let's cook another noodles, Ash…” he grumbled as he stood up.He was midway through the cooking when the doorbell rang. He squinted, wondering who was at the door at such an ungodly hour. The recent attack made him very vigilant.“Ash, you know what to do,” he instructed his dog as he walked to the living room.Ash followed quietly, baring its fangs as It then ran past him toward the door. Adrian grabbed his handgun lying on the center table. He'd been so tired he'd forgotten to hide it and didn't even think of the

Adrian spent a few more minutes in Emily's office. He had to leave when a student from another grade came in, looking sick.“See you later,” Emily smiled at him as he walked out of the office.“See you around,” Adrian said, gripping the portrait. As he stepped into the hallway, he stared at the painting one more time.That was him, alright… Emily really put a lot of work into making something like this. And she did this without being told.“If only Sarah were alive…” he smiled bitterly, looking up.Many things would have been different and he wouldn't have joined the Black Cross but time could not be reversed. Besides, he wouldn't have known about vampires if his wife were alive…Adrian entered his office and hung the portrait on the wall. He stood before it and admired it for a long time and then Kellan was the one who interrupted his trance.“Hey,” Kellan said, his expression tired. He sat down, slumped, and stared at the portrait. “I thought you guys were going on a date. Did you g

That day Adrian felt restless. His muscles were pulled taut, as he thought of a way to handle the woman. She was obviously controlling everyone at this point. “Joanne Castle…” he muttered the name. He'd never heard of a name like that.. At least not in the vampire world. It seemed as if she came out of nowhere. This made him to suspect that she might be a vampire. Only vampires had the ability to charm people with their appearances. “What's her motive?” He asked himself. She would have definitely killed him last night. But she didn't. Instead, she escaped. That meant killing him wasn't her main agenda. Perhaps, she had come to test him. He was still mumbling to himself when Kellan entered. He jolted from his thoughts, looking up abruptly. “Hey.” His voice carried no emotion. “What's wrong?” Kellan asked. “You don't seem fine.” “Maybe I'm not,” he replied. Kellan crossed his legs. “Is it about that new teacher?” “Teacher?” Adrian's brows creased. “I can't believe you don't k

Adrian Azuma walked down the school corridor with a textbook tucked beneath his arm.It was another ordinary morning at school as students hurried between classrooms.Adrian could hear some discussing their assignments while others gathered around their friends, laughing about things that would probably be forgotten before the day ended.Adrian barely paid attention to them. His mind had been occupied with Black Cross matters since the previous night, and he was beginning to miss the days when his biggest problem was dealing with lazy students who refused to do their homework.He approached his classroom, intending to begin his lecture, when a familiar voice caught his attention.It came from his classroom.Adrian slowed down, as he was sure it was his period. So why was someone teaching in his class?Through the open window beside the main door, he could see Joanne standing in front of a blackboard. She held a piece of chalk in one hand while several dates and historical events were