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Chapter 7.2: Fruits of Their Labor

  “What the fuck are the Progenitor Wars?” Aldrin asked Jared and Pierre, each of whom only shrugged their shoulders.

  “Ok, double what the fuck,” Aldrin said again.

  “I just love class evolutions! And look! His Race updated as well!” Jared cheered.

  Aldrin pulled up a brief overview of himself to see the new changes.

  Shuddering at the new entries to his status sheet, he had to make a choice to either dive all in into his new role as a Vampire or perish, like Pierre said. He knew he would have to get over himself and the thought of feeding on people like juice boxes if he was to ever survive to get a cure. A part of him knew that once he was cured, the memories wouldn’t go away, those would be with him forever, and that’s the part that terrified him the most.

  The look on each of their faces as he drained their life away, the screams would echo in his mind when he would lie asleep, and the fear and terror in their eyes as they knew they were going to die of something inhumane. That was another aspect that scared him and kept him from embracing his powers as a Vampire.

  Closing his eyes, he fell into himself, searching for the monster that lurked in the back of his mind, the hunger that coursed through his entire being. Staring, he felt it stare back with a menacing glare shocking him from the dark mental-scape of his mind.

  One day, he would be rid of it and would never have to feel it again. That was all the resolve he needed. It was all for the cure, to end his nightmare and fear of ever becoming a mindless beast again.

  With 13 Skill Points, he now had the options of heading down four Skill Trees: Vampire, Vampire Progenitor, Bloodletter(Tier 1), Night Reaver(Tier 2)

  Opening up his new Tier 2 Class Skill Tree, he was decently surprised at what this one offered.

  Staring wide eyed at his new skills, Aldrin didn’t hear Jared calling his name until Pierre poked him in the shoulder.

  “Huh? What? What’s wrong?” Aldrin rapidly asked, his focus shifting to the two.

  “What happened? You were talking one second, and then you closed your eyes the next, then jolted awake and got the glazed look people do when they are doing their System stuff the third second, and now you are staring like a fish for the fourth second,” Jared counted his fingers.

  “I think there is more to the world and to the Vampires here than we realize,” Aldrin breathed out, before settling in and explaining his changes, as well as the alerts he got.

  Pierre and Jared whistled in astonishment after Aldrin finished filling them in.

  “I have a theory!” Jared proudly said.

  “What?” Pierre and Aldrin asked in unison

  “I think the reason there is always an immediate action to eliminate any Vampire sightings is probably because if they are not feral but are instead sane like you are, Aldrin,” Jared waved his hand to all of him.

  “Then we can assume that your Tier 1 Bloodletter Class and your new Tier 2 Night Reaver class build upon each other,” he paused.

  “I’m guessing the reason you have so many passives for your Tier 1 is that it’s the foundation class for the rest of the classes going forward maximizing your potential to a scary degree, coupled with your other skills as both Vampire and Vampire Progenitor I would say if left unchecked you more than likely would become a World Boss Monster. . .” His thoughts froze in their tracks when he looked at Aldrin.

  “And if that’s the case for every Vampire then no wonder they need to die quickly and why so many Kingdoms put aside their differences for killing anything that’s undead. You guys are literal monsters if given time to advance,” He whispered.

  “But that is not to put the other races to shame since Vampires have the disadvantage of not having branching class picks like the rest of us do,” He picked back.

  “Furthermore, there is no telling what lies ahead with Tiers 3, 4, 5, and potentially 6 IF you make it that far before we find a cure and let's not forget the other Class paths you could have taken too,” He finished, sitting down to let the thoughts wash over him.

  Pierre gaped at Jared while Aldrin frowned at the potential revelations of what Jared was saying.

  “I played a lot of different video games before being transported here, you know this Pierre,” Jared defended himself as Pierre continued to stare at him.

  “The longer we are here on this planet, the longer I wonder why you didn’t apply yourself this much in school when we were back on Earth,” Pierre finally said, breaking the silence.

  Jared scoffed, “School stifled my outside-the-box thinking and creativity that has gotten us through some tough times here on Grenora.”

  “I was only in school to appease my family and I also didn’t know what I wanted to do with my life then the world goes to shit and we end up here so far from everything that we find familiar and it has given me a chance to make something of my life,” He admitted, looking Pierre dead in the eye.

  Pierre opened and closed his mouth. “You know what, that’s honestly fair. I am pretty sure I would be dead without your knowledge and creativity,” he complimented Jared, earning him a big smile.

  “Your thanks is appreciated, my friend,” Jared answered back with the goofy grin still on his face.

  “So I think you should take at least Level 1 in all your new Tier 2 Class Skills,” Jared turned back to Aldrin, who listened to them.

  “Definitely take all of them, which should total to 10 SP, leaving you with 3 SP to spare on your own, but ultimately it is your choice whether you want to or not,” Pierre echoed, Jared nodding in agreement.

  Aldrin listened and bought the first level of all of his new Class Skills, not bothering to look at the next upgrades until he could afford them.

  Thinking it would come in handy for Gyt’s followers, he invested his skill points into Charming Gaze leaving him with 1 Skill Point left. With that one point, he put it into Strength, increasing it to 31.

  “Our odds have definitely gone in our favor now,” Jared grinned.

  Pierre chuckled, “Indeed, my friend.”

  “I should probably stop being scared to lose control then,” Aldrin added to the chorus of voices.

  The rest of the time in the cave during the day, they all talked animatedly about their lives so far on Grenora until the sun set. The three of them stepped out into the night air, Aldrin feeling refreshed as the cool night air welcomed him home like an old friend. Jared and Pierre uncorked their last [Potion of Night Vision] hoping they wouldn’t need anymore for the time being after tonight. Then they set off to kill Gyt and his followers once and for all.

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