My Vampire System File

He read the quest details. The “Alpha” was not a beast. It was a student—a smug, platinum-haired A-Ranker named Silas Vane, whose family owned the gene-therapy clinic. Silas, it turned out, was not entirely human. He was a carrier of the original vampire strain, a dormant bloodline that had hidden within the System for a century. His blood was the cure.

He survived on medical waste and the blood of butchered livestock. Each feeding healed his lesions by a fraction, but the hunger… the hunger grew louder. My Vampire System

When the last Lurker fell, Quinn stood in a charnel house. His HP was full for the first time in months. His lesions had vanished. And above his head, invisible to all but him, a new notification glowed: He read the quest details

Quinn smiled.

Not for him, of course. The System—a galaxy-spanning, game-like interface that granted Skills, Classes, and Power Levels—had descended upon humanity ten years ago, turning every sixteen-year-old into an “Awakened.” It was humanity’s great equalizer. Everyone got a System. Silas, it turned out, was not entirely human

Quinn discovered he couldn’t just bite anyone. The moment he tried, his incomplete hybrid nature caused the victim’s System to flag him as an . A colony-wide alert would follow. He learned to be surgical: a tiny incision, a stolen blood-pack from the medical incinerator, a drop of his own saliva to seal the wound.

Let the games begin.