GREED: ALL FOR WHAT?

"My days may be numbered." Ragnarok thought to himself.

He is very clear about his precarious situation. On one side are wood elves that want to kill him and the other side is a terrifying Vampire Primogenitor that definitely has some unknown plans for him due to the fact that she is literally the mouthpiece of a demon god. Even if the demon god is taken out of the equation, Emperiti is more than enough to make him consider death at the hands of the wood elves. 

If the Emperiti Primogenitor were not so terrifying, she alone wouldn't be able to hold back an entire army of wood elves and continue to guard the devil's pit on her own for so long despite numerous attempts by the wood elves to destroy the crater. 

Vampires are feared for their ability to increase their numbers very quickly. From the little he has learned about her from the demon god, he knows that the Emperiti Primogenitor embodies that fear.

"Follow me then, Spawn of the Devourer." The Vampires said to him as one. 

Then they scattered in several directions. Only one of them remained. He had taken a step back due to their sudden movements. He thought he was about to be attacked. He still thinks he will be attacked anytime so he didn't relax when the Vampires went away from him. 

He promised himself, "I may be walking straight into an ambush or some nefarious plan but they won't catch me unawares." 

It is the least he can do since he is around an entity he cannot trust. This is mostly everyone apart from Legion so his current behavior is not unusual or out of place. He is always ready for attacks from others. He may be extra skittish due to his scrambled existence but is always cautious. 

The last Vampire didn't say anything about his odd behavior. He didn't mention anything about it either. He simply moved closer to it. The two of them then began their journey to the devil's pit. 

The Vampire doesn't look remarkable. It looks like any vampire except that it has very dark skin. It has black hair, red pupils, and four red fangs. It doesn't have any powerful aura either. It looks to be no more powerful than a transcendent. It is a little taller than 2 meters. It is difficult for him to tell if it is male or female. 

Vampires are mostly identical in shape, and figure due to their heritage as elves. But the Vampires under the Emperiti lineage further complicated things. They make it so that there is no distinction in the facial features of all of them. An ignorant person might call the Vampires in her lineage siblings. 

The vampire said, "You know, I met your father once."

"Really? What was he like?" He asked for the sake of making small talk.

"He was a ravenous mutt. He was unliked by most, if not all, of the blood lineages. I thought I was scorned before, but I got to see what real scorn and dislike is."

"That is not surprising to hear. He wasn't liked by Warrogs either. He was a sore loser and a troublemaker. I bet the Vampires didn't like him because he was ugly."

"Most of the dislike towards him is because he was ugly. But his existence terrified most of the Vampires too. His lineage also gave him a bad reputation." 

"What reputation?" Ragnarok asked with mild curiosity.

"It is already bad that he was a Warrog. Everyone, be they wood elves, dark elves, or vampires, hates the Warrogs. Becoming a vampire didn't make him more liked. It did the opposite. Those of the devouring lineage reminded the Vampires of the ancient times when Warrogs killed and fed on anyone."

Ragnarok had become interested now. "What is so special about his lineage? The demon god didn't tell me anything about him."

He has an inkling of why the demon god is keeping information about his father from him. It is a smart thing to do too. So he is interested in any source of information that will give him an inkling into the arrangement between his father and the demon god. 

The Vampire replied, "It is all because he could feed on other vampires."

That surprised Ragnarok. "He could? I thought no vampire could feed on others. The undead gain nothing from the undead. In fact, vampire blood is supposed to be toxic to other vampires."

The vampire chuckled. "You are right about that. The undead are not supposed to be able to feed on the undead. We need life and only life. The living was supposed to be our only prey. But Xigger was an anomaly. Both the living and the undead could be his prey."

"You can imagine how other vampires felt about him. But their reaction to him became worse when they found out that he grows stronger if he feeds on other vampires. It meant that he had a motivation to kill other vampires and he did so to great effect."

"I see. I would be very afraid of a powerful predator too. I know the feeling."

The Vampire smiled faintly. She understands the hidden message within that comment but she didn't point it out. 

"That wasn't all. The vampires of his lineage could also feed on other vampires. They also couldn't control their thirst. It was a terrible combination. A violent predator creating more violent predators. You can imagine what happened."

He nodded in understanding. Poor control of blood craving in fledglings will lead to aggressive behavior until the thirst takes over their mind and they descend into madness. The fledglings become ravenous beasts that will attack anything. This is a common problem that plagues Vampires. It is most prevalent in fledglings. They are not used to their new state of existence yet so they lack control. 

But no matter what, they don't turn their aggression on other vampires unless they stand in their way of getting more living blood. This is because there is no benefit in attacking other vampires.