Vampire Summoner's Rebirth: Summoning The Vampire Queen At The Start

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[Welcome to the [Lost City of Scrap and Metal: Stagnatione], where all dreams come true and where all your worst fears can also come true.]

[This is the city of machine warriors, an arena where everyone mercilessly beat each other to death! Tear your opponent apart and reclaim his parts as yours!]

[Bet real Credits and make them back in even more through intense battles where wits, skill, and mechanics balance are combined seamlessly.]

[Your life as a…]

"Yeah, yeah, enough."

I waved my hand, as I ignored the system notifications and made my way through the city. I didn't have all the time of the world to care about these introductions or tutorials.

The city itself was… well, fantastic. Buildings made of scrap, pieces of metal of all sorts stuck together, enormous vestiges of old civilizations such as building and decaying towers repopulated.

There were plants, above the rooftops of people and there were many people harvesting whatever those strange plants produced. Some weird fruits with strange colors and shapes.

Most houses were painted with a lot of graffiti, and giant robots walked around, seemingly keeping some sort of order on an already lawless world.

I suppose the reason why this entire place is held together is because its being governed with force, machines to be specific.

Also that arena must bring a lot of revenue but… Hm, right it's a game, I shouldn't be analyzing things too much.

"Here we are."

We walked across the city, Eleanora even more fascinated than I was, finding everything incredible and fantastic, we saw many types of machines here and there too, some not even shaped traditionally.

Indeed, most of them were like huge Frankenstein monsters, others resembled giant insects, spiders, praying mantises, flies, bees, and so on. Others looked like large beasts, wolves, lions, and other things.

They looked mismatched though, every part of these machines must have once belonged somewhere else, but it was now part of them. Making them very colorful and holding a sort of scrap punk or junk punk aesthetic I liked.

Yes, I knew of such things, genetic memory.

"So this is the place?"

Eleanora glanced at the shop in front of us, the bustling cities full of robots and people made a lot of background noise, so we had to pretty much scream to hear one another.

"Yeah," I said. "It is this place."

The large shop was built over half of a skyscraper's ruins, walls made of scrap and junk stuck together made it and there was a black colored metallic door in the front, half-opened.

There was a huge sign at the side saying "Johnny's Junk and Machine Rental Shop", so the owner was probably named like that.

We entered, finding ourselves in a labyrinthian world made of rusty metal, the smell was strong and annoying, but we made our way inside and quickly found someone.

"Well, I'll be damned, who are you? I've never seen ya around here!"

An old man with short blonde hair greeted us, it was probably a wig.

"Name's Blake, I'm a newbie," I said. "They told me you got some machine warriors you're renting. Your name's Jonny, right?"

"That's my name yeah!" the old man, who was sitting down watching TV that reproduced a lot of videos of machines fighting and people screaming, while drinking something alcoholic, smiled, showing us the lack of teeth on his mouth. "So what's your budget? I got the newbie stuff. Renting something is 100 Warrior Points! These are my cheapest ones.

They're falling apart but if you're a good pilot you might get something out of them."

He quickly led us through his enormous "house" as we landed on a huge garage with giant machines, the cheapest ones for rental were only three, looking much worse than the rest.

A pseudo humanoid one with only the legs resembling a machine warrior, which were overly rusty and with many pieces missing, the upper body was that of an old cat, and it only had a single arm from another machine with a huge spear attached to it.

A crab-like machine made of several pieces attached together, well, it was more like a trunk with four giant legs, a huge claw and then a tiny one… it looked like the best of the three, but it was much smaller.

And lastly the third, the upper torso of a Machine Warrior attached to a car with six wheels, only one arm with a machine gun.

"Seriously… these look like shit…"

Even Eleanora didn't like them, but it seemed the NPC couldn't see her.

"So they're all 100?" I asked.

"Yeah! 100 for a single day though!" the old man said. "You can earn more points with consecutive victories… Or you can also go gather scrap and sell it to me. Oh right! Also the Guardian Confederation pays people that bring them Mutant Cores if you can hunt a few, they'll pay you heftily based on how many you kill. This is your one and only chance brat if you don't-"

"Actually, I have some Credits, let me buy some premium stuff," I said, showing him the system window with my Credits attached to it.

The old man's eyes turned into $ shapes, I swear.

"Aaaahh! Where are my manners?!" the man immediately changed his personality. "Please come here!"

I currently had 40k Credits, I spent most of the ones I had on other things, but it seemed this quantity was very sizable, immense even. He immediately started treating me like a king.

"Show me your strongest machines for rent," I said. "The sturdier the better. Humanoid if possible."

"Yes, come here please, sir!" the old man quickly guided me through the garage.

Then we reached his "VIP" area, there were over then machines lined up, but he recommended his most expensive and better ones, three of them.

They all looked much better than the others, resembling Machine Warriors with various attached add-ons. One was painted black, another red, and another blue and white. The first wielded a sword and cannons, the second two spears, the third a giant gun and large fists.

"These are my three knights! My strongest little machines! Black Knight, Infernal Knight, and Azure Knight! My magnus opus! They'll bring you victory no matter what! Renting them is 8.000 Credits a day!"

"I see…" I nodded. "What about add-ons?"

I was going to spend all my Credits for this gamble.

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