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VLARDIK: THE FIRST VAMPIRE
The crimson sky darkened even more as John stood among the smoldering ruins of the Lowlands, his body battered and exhausted. The air was thick with the sharp stench of burned flesh and sulfur. The ground still trembled faintly from the collapse of the bone serpent. He barely had time to catch his breath when the earth groaned again. Fissures cracked open like fresh wounds. From the depths, demons and twisted creatures erupted, sending sprays of dirt and hellfire into the air, lighting the land in bursts of infernal glow.Horned imps with leathery wings and forked tails clawed their way up, their coal-like eyes burning with malice. Massive hellhounds followed, fur matted with brimstone, jaws foaming with acidic drool, fangs curved like sickles. Shadow fiends slithered out next, formless darkness shaping itself into humanoid figures with long limbs and claws dripping black void. Towering above them were abyssal trolls, hulking brutes with skin like cracked obsidian, swinging clubs made
Facing Argon
The bone serpent’s roar shattered the air, a primal scream that reverberated through the highlands, shaking loose ash and stone from the jagged peaks. Its massive skull loomed over John, a cavernous maw lined with sword-length fangs, glowing with an eerie green light that pulsed like a heartbeat. Its ribs arched into the red sky, each one as thick as a tree trunk, forming a skeletal cage that seemed to writhe with unnatural life. The creature’s eyes burned with an ancient hunger, twin voids of emerald fire that locked onto John, promising obliteration. The ground quaked beneath its coils, fissures splitting the obsidian plateau, spewing molten lava that hissed and bubbled, turning the air into a furnace.John stood his ground, blood dripping from his wounds—his thigh, arm, and ribs screaming with every movement. The dull sword in his hand felt like a cruel joke, its notched blade smeared with ichor and blood, but the ruby ring blazed on his finger, its crimson light a steady beacon. T
Facing Argon
The bone serpent’s roar shattered the air, a primal scream that reverberated through the highlands, shaking loose ash and stone from the jagged peaks. Its massive skull loomed over John, a cavernous maw lined with sword-length fangs, glowing with an eerie green light that pulsed like a heartbeat. Its ribs arched into the red sky, each one as thick as a tree trunk, forming a skeletal cage that seemed to writhe with unnatural life. The creature’s eyes burned with an ancient hunger, twin voids of emerald fire that locked onto John, promising obliteration. The ground quaked beneath its coils, fissures splitting the obsidian plateau, spewing molten lava that hissed and bubbled, turning the air into a furnace.John stood his ground, blood dripping from his wounds—his thigh, arm, and ribs screaming with every movement. The dull sword in his hand felt like a cruel joke, its notched blade smeared with ichor and blood, but the ruby ring blazed on his finger, its crimson light a steady beacon. T
Breaking The Veil
The roar from the highlands still rang in John’s ears, heavy and deep, like the toll of a death bell. It wasn’t just sound... it was force, a guttural bellow that shook the scorched earth and rattled inside his bones. Argon stirred, and the land answered. The ground quaked, fissures tearing open across the lava fields like veins pumping with molten blood.John stumbled forward, each step a test of will against the pain tearing through him. His thigh burned where the skeleton’s blade had sliced him, the hot wound leaking with every movement. His left arm hung numb from the wraith’s shadow whip, while his ribs stabbed him with sharp pain each time he tried to draw breath. Even holding the sword felt like carrying stone; its edge was dulled, smeared with ichor and fragments of bone. Still, he pushed on. The volcanic peaks rose closer now, jagged towers crowned with ash plumes that smeared the sky, turning the eternal red glow into choking shadow.The Lowlands weren’t finished with him. T
Argon Is Awake
John's lungs burned like fire as he sprinted down the narrow gorge, the jagged walls of crimson rock closing in on either side like the jaws of some colossal beast. The air was a suffocating brew of sulfur and decay, each breath scraping his throat raw. Behind him, the horde's cacophony swelled—a deafening symphony of shrieks, rattles, and guttural roars that reverberated off the stone, making the ground tremble beneath his boots. The skeletal warriors clattered forward, their rusted armor scraping like nails on a chalkboard, green flames flickering in their empty sockets as they brandished jagged blades. Zombies shambled with unnatural speed, their rotting flesh sloughing off in wet clumps, exposing bone and sinew that gleamed sickly under the blood-red sky. Wraiths wailed, their ethereal forms phasing through the rocks to cut him off, claws extended like scythes of shadow. And the brutes, those hulking masses of decayed muscle and exposed ribs... they thundered after him, each poun
INTO THE BADLANDS
The dungeon’s iron door groaned on its hinges, sending a harsh echo through the stone chamber as it swung open. Two golems stepped inside, their massive bodies blocking out the torchlight. Their hands, rough slabs of living rock, clamped down on John’s arms with crushing strength. It felt like being trapped in a vice, so struggling would be useless. Still, he resisted nothing. His face stayed calm, his steps steady, as they pulled him through the winding corridors.With every step upward, the air changed. The damp chill of the dungeon gave way to the warmer, incense-filled halls above. Servants and guards whispered in the shadows as he passed, their curious eyes fixed on him. Word had already spread: a trespasser from another world had defied the king’s decree, choosing exile to the Badlands instead of a swift execution. The tension in the air was sharp, humming against his skin.When they led him out through the palace’s grand gates, John was met by a sea of faces under the crimson s
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