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The Bloodborne Vampire: I can resurrect fallen heroes with my sexy wives

Monster

Monster

Aug 02, 2025

I could feel my body getting stronger, my injuries slowly recovering, but I wasn’t able to focus on it, the image flashes were just overwhelming it all.

I hadn’t realised when I put my hand around her soft white hair, ruffling my fingers through them while gently rubbing her head, or when a smile broke on my face.

‘Why was I smiling? I was literally about to die.’ I thought while increasing my movement on the tongue and licking the entire area that tasted like her.

The system flashed in my mind while I gulped down every last drop of blood that escaped her body off her collarbone and neck as something drenching wet was rubbing aggressively against my knee.

[Race: Vampire]

[Title: XXX]
[Vitality: 10…12…14/80]
[Endurance: 5…6../20]
[Strength: 7…8/12]
[Agility: 2…3/10]

Stats were increasing, but the images of her, no our memories, her sweet odor that consumed my senses, the smell of all the blood, shit, piss, vanishing as her sweet aroma was the only smell in my lungs.
After a few more seconds, I unconsciously let go of the bite, her blood still covering my lips.

It felt like it would harm her if I kept going.

Her erotic breathing, and loudest moans I had ever heard filled the soundless room as I glanced at her red lips that were flowing with drool, and eyes that were asking for something more, pleadingly.

“...Are you alright, Alya?” I asked through a satisfied gasp. It felt better than what I imagined sex to feel like, to be honest. And, her memories gave me a lot of information that I don’t have the time to analyze fully, but thanks to my photographic memory, I can replay the memory in my mind clearly.

‘Ahh’ The realization dawned on me as my face turned a deep shade of crimson. I was still completely laying over her, my right knee in between her thick, soft thighs, and something otherworldly warm, as soft as something could get, and wet rubbing against it aggressively while my other leg was wrapped around her soft waist, and one of my arms around her completely exposed back, and other on her hair, ruffling them affectionately.

This position was more intimate than most married couples ever get in.

I immediately got up, standing upright with a straight back. She still didn’t reply, just staring at me with shaking, lustful, ecstatic pupils.

[Congratulations on losing Virginity host! I knew you had that in you. I am so proud of you!]

Suddenly, my entire body shook as a realization finally hit me as I looked at my brown pants that had a very dark area right near my new dragon.

“…….Did… we just have sex!?” I asked it out loud, making Alya cover her face with both her hands while curling up tightly as she brought her knees close to her breasts.

From the vibes I am getting, and some memories I saw, this was the vampire version of ‘hitting it raw’ that you only do when married to each other for a long time.

I tried to crouch down to see her face more clearly, and apologize. This was wrong, I shouldn’t have done it without asking her.

My pupils dilated as I saw her eyes—They were closed, her breathing ragged, but fortunately she seemed fine, and was also smiling with red cheeks showing her cute little fangs happily.

‘This must be from exhaustion of having low blood, and me sucking so much out…’ I still felt weird about this whole thing, if this was sex, then it was like trying to fuck someone without their permission. Even if this world didn’t have the old world’s customs, I couldn't help but feel a bit guilty.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of keys crackling outside—at our door.

I slapped my face repeatedly, “No, no, this doesn’t count. I am not really a vampire! I just bit her, that’s it, yeah, nothing more! It’s totally normal! And, it was just to heal myself, and lack of information obviously!” I nodded again and again, but made a note to apologise to her properly when we escape, and talk to her if I stepped a line I shouldn’t have.

She cared for me deeply, almost like she… loved me, I couldn’t just betray her trust like this.

With a deep breath, I calmed myself, and grabbed a sharp, fifteen-inch-long dagger with a shiny golden hilt from the ground nearby, covered in Alya’s blood which made me even more disgusted with whoever the man was outside.

I instantly used it to cut her constraints. She was just tied with old ropes so it was pretty easy.

I looked around with a serious expression, quietly carrying Alya in a princess carry and leaped towards a few feet tall wooden barrel, gently placing her body inside it. I was able to jump like a top athlete with decades of practice without any preparation, like it was just a normal jump after recovering some of my stats.

With a small nod, I crouched behind the barrel, watching the giant iron door with narrowed eyes, using [Eye of Sanguine].

Suddenly, my attention shifted as I caught a small red dot near me—a rat. It was very close, just a few inches away, and a light bulb brightened in my mind.

With a quick movement, I grabbed the soft furry flesh of the squealing rat, putting my finger in his mouth to shut it.

My eyes twitched slightly as it bit my fingers with its full power, but I was hardly suppressing a laugh with a devious grin spreading across my face.

I put the small rat in my pocket, it was just a baby so there was no way it was escaping my long trouser pocket.

‘This makes the plan easier…’ My lips curled upwards revealing long white fangs as I sharpened my gaze at the thick door.

My eyes were burning like I just put in a cheap eyedrop due to the constant use of the [Eye of Sanguine] from every moment of discovering it, and there was a chance that my retinas might explode.

…But there was no other choice, besides enduring it for now.

Click!... Swii!

The rusty metal door opened with a loud creak.

The man in white robe raised the bright red lantern in his right hand, while clenching a small sky-blue gem in his other—something I felt a connection to.

‘They can control me in some way, like how in those brainrot animes that glorified slavery. And, I do feel like I have a connection with that gem, like it's a part of me.’ I massaged my neck a few times trying to find any collars or something similar, but there was nothing.

[Answer: Yes, the spiritual energy of the host has a close connection with that gem. It might have direct control over you, and could make your soul explode at will.]

‘Huh?’ My eyes widened with pleasant surprise watching the dark red screen open an entirely new interface where the white text was written in a sphere.

‘You can answer my questions? Are you like some omniscient guide too?’ My red eyes shone brighter than the sun as I enthusiastically asked in my mind.

[System and host’s soul have completely bonded a few seconds ago. So, yes, the great me can help you with your lack of intelligence. But, I know as much as the host knows, so… no :( ]

The bold text was written in italic font, as if attempting to sound smug, and embarrassed at the same time.

But, I didn’t mind getting called retarded. I hadn’t become that fragile yet, and this thing was very useful.

My face hardened quickly as my focus returned where it was needed. The man widened his eyes, fanatically searching for us.

I watched closely, rubbing the dagger in my hand as he clenched the blue gem tight, making it glow menacingly.

His eyes instantly moved to the direction of the barrel we were hiding around with a serious expression as he pulled out a long golden revolver with giant Chinese dragons drawn intricately at its barrel.

‘This world has guns?’ I rubbed my chin thoughtfully staring at the Victorian-era, long revolver that should have run around in the 1850s or close times.

“W-What should I do?” The classy woman also realized the situation, and asked with a shaky breath.

“I would appreciate it if you could inform the guards about this variable…” The man said politely, his demeanor completely changed from before.

This made the woman nod repeatedly before breaking into a sprint outside.

‘Well, now it's a problem… No, I just need to make it quick.’ With a quick look through the walls, I confirmed that the area this cell was in was very big.

The woman was also on the fatter side, definitely not fit at least, wearing a Victorian-style long dress that reached below her feet.

And best of all was her mindset. Even though she began running, she seemed like the type to not give much fucks about others, and even ran just to get to safety.

She will soon slow down when she feels safe.

Guards will also take time coming here too. I still have the time to stick to my plan…

The wooden barrel was in the right corner of the giant room, surrounded by different torture devices, so locating me perfectly should be quite hard… I think.

He walked slowly, watching every inch of the entire corner cautiously.

My feet had left blood footprints too, so it was easy to find the basic direction even without the gem, but only the basics as I had leaped half the distance.

He checked every machine, with the gun pointed, and the gem clenched. One by one, first the giant table with katanas, then under the table, then the spike-filled chair, and the place where Alya was tied.

‘He could make my soul explode at any moment. Even when I am hidden probably. But he won’t. As he said, we are worth a lot of money. It should be his last measure. That is also the reason I can’t risk attacking him randomly, as when pushed, he would definitely...’ Now, he most likely thinks I am completely senseless, hiding in pure fear to escape my absolute fate.

In just a few seconds, he was standing just feet away from the wooden barrel, pointing the gun straight at where Alya’s body was.

I had twisted my body and bones—almost restructuring my entire skeleton like an elitist of elite gymnasts to fit behind the wooden barrel perfectly in a funny position.

From his perspective, checking the barrel should be the hardest part as I could be hiding inside, waiting for him to open it to check it…

After staring at it for a while, he shook his head disdainfully as if confirming something, and tightened his grip around the gem, as if it could be crushed any moment immediately.

I grabbed the small rat out of my trouser’s pocket, and released it on my left side with a grin.

Bang!



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The entire Vampire race is gone.

It was a genocide.

But…

Why the hell am I in the middle of all this!?

Lucien Bloodborne, the prince of the now gone Bloodborne Empire, the last known vampire with an infinite number of enemies.

No, my lore is no way that badass, I am just the good old mark who died and got transmigrated in this guy’s body.

Imagine opening your eyes in another world—imagining a harem of beautiful women, and power, and… You’re a slave, tortured, and about to be sold.

Truly… What an amazing start.

[Ding!]

[Congratulations to the host for surviving the transmigration process!! There was only a 0.001% chance ;)]

Fortunately, I had plot armor.

Trapped in a blood-soaked brutal world of incomprehensible monsters, magic, monarchy, and humans living like they were made to— Through pure selfishness.

I had awakened a system unlike anything else I had read in webnovels back home.

It rewards my suffering... Throws me into the memories of fallen heroes who made mistakes. And it forces me to rewrite their regrets... just to earn a shot at power.

I mean yeah, there are daily, and weekly tasks that give stat points and exp, but Five times the heroes' abilities sounds efficient, stronger, and just better...

The heroes are called Echoes, and those regrets, Primordial trials.

I live as those echoes, and can ‘save’ at certain progress, so no matter what happens inside, I can never die, but… being trapped inside forever sounds way more terrifying than just dying.

Meh, atleast I get sucked by a vampire baddie daily. Worth it!

On a serious note—

I am finally done living for the future, with hopes of the situation getting better, eventually it all figuring itself out…..
Now my actions will actually decide my future.
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