RE:BORN Zombie

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[Vampiric Human Level 95]

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Victor’s gaze lingered on the man for a bit, then he took his eyes off him and walked towards one of the chairs in the office around the meeting table. Seeing as it said vampiric human, Victor could make an educated guess that the man before them wasn’t fully a vampire yet.. Maybe he did an experiment with vampires or something? He couldn’t say for sure.

‘System, can you tell me more about this vampiric human race?’ Victor asked in his mind as he made his way to his seat.

[The system does not have any information about this species]

[Host will have to get a sample for analysis first]

‘Figures. Was it always like this though?’ Victor questioned, but no reply was given.

Seeing Victor’s attitude towards the man before them, they couldn’t tell whether it was just a show of power, or whether he really didn’t care for the presence of the man. Though, as they only knew him as Crow, they were more inclined to think it was the latter.

The man in question didn’t say anything and just kept standing at the same position as Victor took his seat. The table within the room was a meeting table with room for ten people to sit, two at both ends, and eight on the sides. Of course, the room was still spacious enough even with such a big piece occupying a lot of space. Victor had taken the last seat on one of the sides with four seats, and just hung his right hand over the chair, while the other was placed on his lap that was slightly elevated since he placed his left leg on a part of the chair that gave some elevation. (A/N: Couldn’t quite describe this scene to my satisfaction, but hope you get it. Basically, he is sitting like some gang leader on a chair, that sort of vibe.)

Victor just stayed so while looking at the pale-skinned man, as though ushering him to talk. The others in the room must have felt a bit threatened by the pale-skinned man, as they didn’t as much as move a muscle the entire. Though it hadn’t even been up to two minutes since the pale-skinned man entered the room, it must have felt like tens of minutes to them. A little time passed with the room being silent, as the tension was building up nicely. It was obvious that any longer than this, and it would reach a point of no return. This was when the pale-skinned man decided to break a little.

“Quite a nice place it is, isn’t it?” The man said, causing the focus of the other three to snap fully to him, if they weren’t already keeping him in their focus. The man had a bit of a British accent to his speech, but it didn’t quite sound like the conc. one spoken by natives.

‘Is he trying to fake being British? There should be other European countries that sound similar I guess, no need to jump to conclusions,’ Victor said in his mind.

“Excuse the late introduction. Vince Linther is my name.”

Receiving no response, the man continued. “I don’t enjoy wasting time myself, so I will get to the point. But first…” He strayed off with his words as he walked closer to the table and took the head seat at the table, just in front of Victor, “Why don’t I take a seat first?”

‘Is this some sort of power play? Taking the seat that is designated for the leader?’ This was the thought going through everyone’s mind, even Victor. Though it was more laughable for Victor, even though he couldn’t really find it funny, for the others, they were taking it more literally. It was also clear that this was not a table where they could sit at the moment, so they still remained standing by the side.

“I have come today by order of my master to recruit you into our order. You see, your exploits have really garnered some attention from all over, and my master would really like to have you to herself.” The man said in a calm and relaxed tone while sitting comfortably on the seat. Compared to him, Victor was rather razz and uncultured at that moment, but there was no mistaking it. Both men still emitted quite the oppressive pressure without even trying.

Seeing that Victor did not respond and still wasn’t paying him much attention, Vince decided to go a bit further. “You see, you seem not to be the only Crow I know.” This statement brought all eyes on him once again, before the eyes slowly shifted towards Victor, and back.

‘Really, how did a plan to leave this city turn so…’ Victor thought in his mind.

It was obvious he wasn’t the actual Crow, so to him it came as no surprise, though he could tell that this would be a problem later if nothing else.

“And, we would like to know more about you, Crow.” Vince said. He was also curious himself, and the burning tattoos were also something.

To say the least, this wasn’t the best intimidation Victor had seen. Even the movies portrayed it better, or maybe this guy was just used to applying force that talking was a hassle?

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Whatever.

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It seemed like it was time for Victor to use something he had learned by chance when he went grinding recently.

Victor still hadn’t turned to look at the man before he spoke, “Where does a half made vampire get the guts to threaten me?” Victor said with a clear calm voice, still not looking at Vince.

The others in the room once again focused their gazes on Vince after hearing Victor call him a vampire. This race was one of the ones that had made a living outside the dungeons after a certain dungeon break, and they were feared by people, so to think one would be in their midst like that. They had completely forgotten that Victor said half somewhere, and the vampire in the sentence caught their attention. To their greatest shock however, what they were witnessing wasn’t what they thought a vampire would be like at all.

Unlike his earlier nature portrayed, the current Vince in that moment after Victor spoke was panting, and he was panting hard. Hands on the table and all, a few beads of sweat seemed to have formed on his face, and for a supposed vampire, that was really telling.

‘What is this guy exactly? What was that?’ Were the questions in Vince’s head, but voicing them out would be difficult at that moment. It was like he would be killed that instant or as though he had died somehow, but was still alive. There were no words to describe it, but all Vince could say was, ‘Terrifying. I have to be cautious.’ He thought. For the man before him to even know he wasn’t a fully made vampire, it said more than enough, for this was not something one could just figure out.

It was also at this moment that Bryce noticed the difference in the shape of the pale-skinned man’s ear, as his long hair that reached his shoulders covered them earlier.

Victor had discovered that apart from his skill terror, there was something else that he could utilize readily and get similar effects. Maybe it was because it never appeared in his system, so he almost forgot about it and didn’t even think along those lines, but killing intent was very useful now that he knew of it.

The fact that he was a zombie didn’t help much, either. As zombies didn’t really have much intent in their actions, except for wanting to eat brain or whatever it was zombies would be wanting to do, when they do have intent, it’s mostly a very strong one to hunt the living and things like that. Things Victor showed no interest in.

It seemed like he would have to show a certain amount of intent before it was possible for others to catch on to it at first, but after practicing and wasting much longer than necessary in the cave partly because of this, Victor was satisfied with the results. Really, thinking about controlling his skills more was an unknown blessing. It also seemed like the higher the level of his skills, the better his control over it, but that came with the territory, so there was no surprise there.

Though Victor had been looking or a way to mix in his killing intent with his skill Terror and couldn’t succeed, he was well satisfied by its effects on Vince. What he had done was to direct it solely at Vince so as not to affect the others. Vince was somewhat of a vampire, so he had some level of mental fortitude, unlike normal humans. Victor could have attached the killing intent to his voice and make it more dreadful for the receiver, but that was a AOE move he didn’t want to play at the moment.

Well, not that it mattered.

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