Chapter 87.1, End’s seriousness
I feel like it’s been quite a long since I’ve gained a new life as an Undead.
Of course I understand that the actual time that has passed isn’t that long. But for me, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that that time is comparable to my previous life, where I was bedridden alone my whole life.
At first, I was a Fleshman. After gathering the power of death, I turned into a Ghoul and by taking in the Lord’s remains, I have become a Lesser Vampire.
After finding Senri, somebody who understood me, she shared her blood with me and I became stronger. I learnt combat techniques. I became able to use magic, albeit slightly. After a mortal combat with Albertus, I stole her ability to transform into a dog, I realized how to use the ability ‘Dark Stalker’ and awakened my dormant special ability―― ‘Curse Steal’.
And now, I have gained even more power after a fierce battle with the Demon King.
I learned how to use blood power, stole the ‘Cursed Flame’ ―― I haven’t mutated into the next rank, but my powers are not the same as they were when I first turned into a Lesser Vampire.
Looking at me, as I stood in the middle of the room imposingly in a human form, with my arms folded, Senri said while frowning,