Reincarnation Of The Depraved Vampire Protoss

New Beginning

I feel an unfamiliar sensation, coursing through my entire being at this very moment. It's an indescribable, euphoric feeling unlike anything I've ever experienced before.

"Hey there, little Alex~" a melodic voice suddenly greets me, prompting me to struggle to open my eyes. Though I don't understand the words spoken, the awareness of my physical presence pushes me to fight against the weight of sleep.

Finally...

Before me unfolds an astonishing sight. A radiant woman looks at me with pure love shining in her eyes. With her shining blonde hair and amethyst eyes, she exudes a warm glow. A profound emotion swells within me, leaving no doubt that this captivating being is my mother—a stunning elf, the epitome of beauty. Her face appears as if it's been sculpted by a divine hand, and her crimson lips complement her perfectly arched eyebrows. Despite the tiredness evident on her face, her unmatched allure remains unparalleled. Glancing down, I notice she's dressed in a soft, rosy nursing gown, with discreet slits delicately concealing her bosom.

After taking in these intricate details, my attention shifts to the surrounding room. I find myself in a vast chamber, bathed in the gentle glow emitted by numerous floating orbs and a solitary chandelier suspended from the ceiling.

The entire chamber is adorned in pristine white, with an array of intriguing curios and rare treasures hanging throughout—statues dressed in full armor, and an assortment of other captivating oddities. However, one object captures my attention, given my fondness for artifacts and riches from a previous life. It's an elongated chestnut staff, gracefully resting upon a golden pedestal that resembles hands emerging from the ground.

The staff boasts intricate, sinuous woodwork, a testament to meticulous craftsmanship. At its peak, a crystalline orb, about the size of a baseball, nestles amidst coiling tendrils emerging from the wood, creating a harmonious blend of nature's grace.

As I divert my gaze, I notice two female sentinels positioned at the chamber's entrance. Their faces are curiously concealed by a thick fabric, while they wear azure uniforms reminiscent of the attire worn by hunters in my previous life. Additionally, they carry swords and twig-like implements with orange crystals securely fastened to their waists.

Returning my focus to my mother, she sits gracefully on a regal, king-sized bed supported by four majestic wooden posts. The bed's canopy, made of transparent, glass-like material, adds an otherworldly touch to the ambiance.

While taking in my surroundings, a sigh escapes from deep within me. I'm torn between elation and melancholy, grappling with the realization that I've been reborn as a member of nobility in a perplexing realm where contradictions abound. This realm exudes a medieval essence while simultaneously defying such categorization.

Having reluctantly accepted my fate—albeit temporarily until I acquire enough power to seek vengeance—how should I perceive my newfound mother, family, and companions? This tumultuous sentiment ensues as I remain intricately linked to the memories of my former life.

Cursed gods...

Lost in contemplation, a sharp pang shoots through my abdomen, involuntarily evoking sounds that escape my lips against my will.

This…weak, fragile bod–

"UWAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!!!!!!" 

I burst into a cry as my baby instincts take over while my hands start moving themselves towards my new mom's chest.

"Oh, Alex… you want mommy's milk? I was nervous you wouldn't ask for it~" My mom lets out in an unfamiliar language as she opens one of the slits on her gown, popping one of her breasts out.

Instantaneously, my delicate hands reach out to grab her exposed tit but they are doing next to nothing due to how fragile they're. 

"Fufufu…." Mom lets out giggles as she puts her long pink cherry nipple into my mouth.

The moment her nipple reaches my mouth, I commence sucking it greedily while orbiting my tongue around it, making her milk burst into my mouth. Being a degenerate in my previous life, I couldn't stop myself from doing debauch things. Furthermore, the relationship I had with my mom in my past life was a bit intricate.

"Aahan~!" 

My mom suddenly leaks out a voice as I greedily suck her nipple while gnawing on it with my gums. I'm doing all I can to secrete milk from her nipple and my hard work is actually paying off because I can feel an eruption of liquid gushing into my mouth. 

Raising my head, I see that she has a flushed face for some reason and she is staring at the floating orbs above as if recalling something.

After switching between her two tits and sucking them to my fulfillment, my stomach finally becomes filled up. This is something that I have never tasted before since I was a vampire in my past life. Candidly, female vampires do lactate and secrete milk, but the taste is completely different from this milk. 

After having my fill, my mom puts her tits back into her gown. Not going to lie though, her tits are pretty big and can be said to be around a G-cup.

Having risen from her seat, my mother gently lifts me and carries me towards a beautifully crafted wooden structure next to her bed—a truly exquisite cradle. Its resemblance to a regular cradle is undeniable, though it stands out with its grandeur and extravagance.

But wait... if I have a mother and a cradle, then who is my father? Are there any siblings bound to me? Could I possibly be the firstborn? Numerous questions flood my mind, each vying for attention.

As I ponder this sudden reality, a pallor descends upon my face. I must hasten my growth and strengthen my abilities. Being born into a royal or wealthy family should ensure an abundance of resources. However, the burdens of royalty are not unfamiliar to me, as I once bore the weight of a crown in a previous existence—a former king of vampires, no less.

Lost in contemplation, my eyelids betray me, succumbing to an undeniable urge for rest. Despite my efforts to resist this encroaching drowsiness, my body remains stubborn.

This frail vessel... I clench my teeth in frustration as my eyes, once again, give in to the embrace of slumber.

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