The young woman in the cottage, Eliza, remained frozen, her gaze locked onto Vesperus. Fear warred with an inexplicable fascination in her wide eyes, a battle he felt he was winning effortlessly. His Charisma, a palpable force, flowed out from him, weaving an intoxicating spell. He could hear her heart, now a frantic hummingbird, not just from terror but from a burgeoning, unfamiliar desire that his presence ignited.
"There's no need to fear," Vesperus murmured, taking another slow step closer. His voice was a silken caress, each word seemingly resonating deep within her. The faint scent of her blood, mingling with the earthy smell of her simple home, became a powerful draw. He could taste the adrenaline, the nascent arousal in the air. "I only seek… warmth. And perhaps, companionship."
He reached out, his hand moving with languid grace, and gently touched her cheek. Her skin was warm, soft, and she shivered violently, but didn't pull away. Instead, she leaned almost imperceptibly into his touch, her breath catching in her throat. Her eyes fluttered, then opened, glazed over with a dizzying blend of awe and surrender.
This is it, he thought, a cold, calculating part of his mind observing the process, even as a deeper, more primal satisfaction surged through him. The 20% Redo of Healer side of him reveled in this effortless dominance, the absolute power to bend another's will with mere presence. Yet, the 80% Rimuru-esque part noted the lack of struggle, the strange, almost willing fascination in her eyes, making it feel less like force and more like... an overwhelming allure she couldn't resist.
"What… what do you want?" Eliza whispered, her voice barely audible, completely captivated.
Vesperus leaned in, his enhanced senses detecting every minute shift in her breathing, every tremor of her body. "I want… everything," he purred, his fangs, still subtly extended, brushing against her ear. "I want to share a future with you. A future where you are cherished, protected, and truly alive."
He drew back slightly, his eyes, burning with an intense, captivating crimson, meeting hers. The Charisma ability was working wonders. He was not just alluring; he was irresistible. Her pupils dilated, mirroring his, and a soft moan escaped her lips.
This was not simply about hunger anymore. It was about power. And about the System.
He guided her gently, his touch both firm and tender, towards the small cot in the corner of the room. She followed, a willing sleepwalker in the grip of his enchantment. Every rustle of her simple nightclothes, every soft sigh, stoked the fire within him. His body, enhanced by his second wish, thrummed with readiness.
As they lay together, Vesperus took his time. His vampiric senses made every touch, every breath, an exquisite experience. He felt the rapid beat of her heart, the warmth of her skin, the subtle shifts of pleasure that began to ripple through her body as he moved with a practiced, predatory grace that his former self could never have dreamed of. His wish-granted Charisma ensured she was lost in the moment, her initial fear completely replaced by a dizzying euphoria, a yearning for his touch.
He watched her face, illuminated by the dying lamp, as her pleasure intensified. The soft moans became fervent cries, her body arching against his. This was raw. This was potent. And with every escalating sensation, he felt the System humming, a silent ledger tallying his progress.
When their union finally reached its explosive peak, a shower of golden motes erupted, unseen by Eliza, but clear as day to Vesperus.
[Stat Points Gained: 10]
[Quest Update: First Convert]
Objective: Turn your first human into a vampire.
Reward: 100 Stat Points, Unlocked [Dominion Aura] Ability, Unlocked [Blood Bond] Skill.
The notification was immediate, clinical, yet satisfying. He had earned his first points, and a new Quest had appeared, directly pushing him towards creating his first subject, the true start of his kingdom. He quickly allocated the new 10 Stat Points – 5 to Strength, 5 to Charisma. He wanted to ensure his future conversions were just as effortless.
He pulled back from Eliza, her body sated and pliant. She gazed up at him, a dazed, utterly devoted look on her face. Her fear was gone, replaced by an intoxicating blend of adoration and unquestioning loyalty. She was completely his, mind and body, a direct result of his innate charm amplified by his wishes and the System.
"Eliza," Vesperus whispered, his voice resonating deep within her very soul. "Do you trust me?"
"Yes, my lord," she breathed, her voice thick with emotion. "With my life."
"Would you give me your life? To share in an existence beyond mortal comprehension? To be forever by my side?" He didn't need to compel her with force. His words, dripping with the irresistible charisma, were more than enough. He observed the light in her eyes, the complete and utter willingness. This was the moment the 20% Redo of Healer side had anticipated. This was a deeper form of subjugation, masquerading as devotion.
"Yes," she whispered, tears forming at the corners of her eyes. "Anything. For you."
Vesperus smiled, a chillingly beautiful expression in the dim light. This was far more efficient than brute force. He moved, shifting his position. He would not drain her completely, not yet. He needed her alive, to be reborn into his image. This was the true genesis of his kingdom. His fangs extended, gleaming softly in the gloom.
"Then, accept my gift, Eliza," he murmured, and with swift precision, he sank his fangs into the soft skin of her neck, directly over her carotid artery.
She gasped, a sharp, surprised intake of breath, but there was no scream of pain, no struggle. Only a shudder, and then, a moan of complex sensation. The exchange began, his vampiric essence flowing into her as he drew her blood. He felt the change, the subtle shift in her very being, the rapid transformation from mortal to nascent vampire. The System would guide the rest.
The chapter ends with Eliza being turned.
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