MMORPG : Rebirth Of The Strongest Vampire God



Stepping through the first gate, Max immediately felt a sense of discomfort pervade his being. His body was stretched as if caught between two dimensions. His vision doubled, his blood circulation faltered, and a nauseating sensation bubbled within him. The old technology, though operational even after five millennia, had its fair share of glitches.

Max grudgingly subjected himself to this disconcerting form of teleportation multiple times before finally arriving at the decrepit ship Kremeth had mentioned. 

The teleportation had taken its toll, leaving him needing two full hours and several vials of blood and stamina potions to recuperate.

The old ship came preloaded with a destination, hence once Max sat inside and started the mechanisms with the special key that Kremeth had provided him with, it burst into action and began zooming through the universe at high speeds. 

A mere fifteen minutes into his voyage, the ship began creaking and groaning with the hum of ancient gears a noise that made Max wonder if the ship would last him to the end of his journey or would a mechanical failure decide his life or death. 

Just as he was wondering about this issue, he was alerted by a system notification that immediately redirected his focus. 

[System Notification - You have exited the controlled universe and are now beyond any zones. All system features will now be unavailable]

He was now beyond the queen's jurisdiction. Although her ability to monitor his exit was concerning. 

If she could monitor him leaving the place it also meant that she could monitor his re-entry. 

This meant that she would know exactly why he left the observable universe and also know the changes inside him when he came back. 

It defeated the purpose of his visit, but since there was nothing he could do about it he decided to not focus on it at the moment and just worry about the tier promotion first. 

To his astonishment, the uncharted universe beyond the queen's control bore striking similarities to the governed territories. 

It was a vast expanse filled with familiar celestial bodies - stars, asteroids, planets - capable of sustaining life. 

A realm that could thrive without the constant monitoring by the queen. 

For two uneventful days, Max traversed through countless solar systems. Then, he encountered a dust cloud eerily similar to the one he had traversed alongside Angakok and just like the first time he entered the nebula cloud, this time too he felt the experience to be unsettling as from the second he entered it he had goosebumps all over his skin and nervous jitters going down his spine. 

He felt a constant unnerving sensation of being under the scrutiny of a superior being. 

It was a suffocating and oppressive feeling, as if his fate was being held in the whimsical grip of an unseen entity which could kill him with a flick of his finger. 

By the time he emerged from the dust cloud, he was drenched in sweat and felt extremely dehydrated. If he had spent any more time within the cloud he might have passed out without even realising it. 

The last time he was with Angakok so the pressure was more bearable, but this time as he was alone it felt absolutely crippling. 

Thankfully, beyond the nebula cloud was the destination where Max was headed for as his ship descended into a plane that defied the laws of physics with its irregular shape. 

Max's basic understanding of science told him that gravitational forces shaped celestial bodies into spheres, but this plane mocked conventional wisdom with its erratic, non-spherical form.

Max was no scientific genius, but he had studied a few theories back in school on why water droplets were spherical in shape or why Earth and every other celestial body was also a ball. 

It had to do with gravitational forces acting on a body which forced it to take the form of a sphere so that the force of attraction applied equally to each point at the surface. 

By logic, the plane of such mass and size should have been a circle too but it was flat in some parts, cylindrical in others and distorted in other places. 

This was the Realm of Primal Chaos. Here, laws of space, time and gravity were fickle and ever-changing. 

If he was to ascend to godhood, Max would have to comprehend and control these capricious laws and bring harmony to this realm.

As his ship touched down, embedding its landing gear into the rocky terrain, the doors hissed open. The moment the outside environment came into contact with him, Max felt his blood pressure spike. His dual hearts throbbed painfully, his veins distending under the sudden pressure. He could almost envision himself exploding from the internal pressure, a grotesque image of a vampiric balloon. 

Thankfully, he was a master of blood manipulation and was able to control his internal blood flow perfectly, otherwise he might have been a goner just upon touching down on the planet. 

Apparently Kremeth was not joking when he said only one in twenty survived. As he had just touched down yet nothing seemed to make sense but everything felt deadly to Max. 

He tried to move forward and he knew he was giving his brain the right command of walking in a straight line like he had always had, yet for some reason he was drifting sideways as the direction he was putting force in was not the direction he was finally moving in. 

" The fuck " Max cursed as he began feeling like a baby who did not understand how to traverse a terrain.

For two hours, Max only silently moved one finger at a time and tried to recalibrate his body's movements to the environment, but when he looked at the inbuilt clock of the ship after the two hours had passed, the clock actually reversed in time to a point where it showed that he was now at a point where he was 2 minutes prior to when he had even landed, as Max's head began to hurt. 

He had truly entered a very fucked up place and so far he had no idea on how to bring it under control. 

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/// A/N - Chapter 5/10, we're halfway there///