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[Villain] Chapter 17: Beware of Those Creatures of the Night
🕑 Added 2025-03-31 03:01:30 +0000 UTCMage Tower Monster Records
Page 3764 - Entry by Sir Peter Aknold, Year 820
While exploring the unnamed mountains to the north of our settlement, we discovered a weird-looking human. Upon capturing the target, we were able to gain more information.
Description of specimen:
Tall, around 195 cm
Long black hair that partially covered the specimen’s blood-red eyes.
Fangs around an inch long and claws instead of fingernails.
The specimen was sentient and responded to questions with grunts and body movement but had limited intelligence and could not speak. It refused to eat normal food or even drink water. We found that the specimen was only willing to drink blood directly from a fresh source or red wine.
When the sun rose, the specimen began screaming and its white skin became covered in blisters. We quickly covered its cage to protect the specimen. When night fell again, we let the specimen out.
We forced the specimen to perform combat tests. From the tests, we estimate this specimen to be a C rank threat on its own. It had inhuman levels of strength and could regenerate small surface wounds as quickly as a troll.
However, the reason for the lower rating is due to the creature’s lack of magical abilities, weakness in sunlight, and severe weakness to Fire and Light magic. Our iron weapons had trouble penetrating the creature’s skin and wounds inflicted with weapons healed quickly, so magic is advised.
Our captain decided to release the creature and let it led us to its lair. We had two hundred soldiers with us and a few fire mages. The captain estimated we could take on around fifty to one hundred of those creatures and not suffer too many losses. I suspect that the captain plans to rack up military credit to acquire a noble title, but that’s just my own speculation.
In the early hours of the morning, before the sun fully rose above the skyline, we released the creature. It tried to attack a female healer in our group, but we chased it off. We gave it a head start, and then with the help of a Psychic mage, we followed its location with clairvoyance.
After two hours, we came across a set of caves embedded into the side of the mountain and quickly encountered numerous creatures. They were easy enough to kill, and we only suffered some minor injuries while fighting. One soldier was bitten on the neck and reported that he felt incredibly lustful and suspected he was under the influence of weak Mind magic. We locked Ted in a cage for his own good. Although it got a laugh out of the squad to watch him furiously masturbating while crying out in agony.
Once the sun was fully over our heads, the creatures wouldn’t even leave the cave, and we debated at length on if we should siege them inside the cave. I and a few others tried to advise the captain against attacking them in their own territory.
He refused to listen. The fucking bastard.
The soldiers marched into the caves and soon came upon some disturbing scenes. Inside the rooms were some humans, we had investigated this area due to reports of bandits, but maybe it was these creatures instead?
The humans were tied up, naked. Some of the creatures were so busy pleasuring themselves that they didn’t even turn to notice us. After killing around a hundred of the sinister creatures, the soldiers became more and more confident and strolled deeper and deeper. Eventually, we stumbled upon a room with a large stone table. Dismembered limbs and other body parts covered the table. There were even some flies attacking the rotting meat. At the head of the table was a single one of those creatures.
It had white hair, which we had observed was rather rare so far. Compared to all the other creatures that look unintelligent, this one had a look of a sentient creature. It appraised us for a while and then grinned.
“Greetings, humans. It must have been a long journey so make yourself welcome.” It said merrily while chewing on a human leg.
This was the first creature we had come across that could actually speak. Everyone was stunned into silence, except for the captain.
He dared to step forward and asked, “Greetings, I’m the captain of Kassinki’s Royal Knights. May I inquire about your name and the name of your species?”
The creature just grinned. “The name is Kazimir Nightshade, King of the Vampires.”
The captain frowned. “I have never heard of the vampires before.”
Kazimir grinned, revealing his bloody fangs. “That’s because nobody lives to tell.”
The vampire then stood up and towered over the table. I estimate he was easily over two meters tall. His body was sculptured perfectly. The vampire didn’t even bother to wear clothes and seemed to enjoy revealing itself. Its smile then became twisted and sinister. With inhuman speed, he flashed across the room and ripped the captain’s head from his shoulders in a single swipe of his black claws.
While everyone tried to process what had just happened, the vampire gave off an eerie grin and then went after the fire mages.
This vampire not only knew how to speak but also had a keen sense of battle tactics. It focused on killing those who posed a threat first and leaving the weaklings for later.
Victory seemed impossible with the captain dead, so I ran with all my might through the vampire’s caves. Luckily, we had already killed all the vampires on our way down, so nobody impeded our escape. I could hear the gut-wrenching screams of slaughter right behind me. Echoes of mages incantations that were never completed, and soldiers cursed as their weapons shattered on impact with the monster’s skin kept us moving.
I tumbled into a side room with a few close friends and began constructing a teleportation circle. We used our own blood to write the darn thing, and Henry cut his arm off with a blunt dagger to act as the catalyst as we had no mana stones on hand. He shoved a dirty sock in this mouth to suppress his muffled cursing from the pain.
Screams got closer, and the wooden door to the cave’s room shuddered on occasion, showing signs of battle nearby.
The circle was complete at last, and we activated the magic. It only takes three seconds to activate, but in that time the vampire smashed the cheap wood door in half and entered. Its eyes glowed with murderous intent as it lunged toward us.
Henry threw his body at the monster to try and slow it down. Only two seconds remained.
He was cut into a thousand pieces and sprayed the rest of us in a shower of blood and guts.
The monster then went after my wife Alice. I tried to pull her out of the way, but her head exploded like a watermelon hit my a rock faster than I could react. I wailed and cried in grief, one second left.
My best friend Hizen was to the left of me, or he was until he was smashed outside the circle and crumpled into the cave wall. Zero seconds left.
The circle activated, but I felt intense pain in my legs. The dark cave vanished and was replaced with the teleport room in the guild. A staff member saw my state and shrieked for help.
I looked down and noticed the source of the pain. My legs were gone, cut off right below my hips.
I wrote this account as the only survivor of Baron Bradford’s scouting party on request by the guild so that a tragedy like this never occurs again. The mountain range has since been named the Kazimir Mountains in honor of this event and the monster that calls those blood stained mountains home.
Beware of those creatures of the night, especially those with the surname of Nightshade.
***
Fay slammed the heavy book shut and let out a long breath she didn’t know she was holding. She had heard stories about vampires from her father when she was young, but reading an actual account of a person who met them was something else.
Damien is capable of speech and somewhat rational thought, so he must be one of these noble vampires, Fay thought while tapping her chin. He also had the white hair that Kazmir Nightshade was described as having.
The sun’s rays flowed through the window into the study. Birds could be heard chirping outside. It seemed rather peaceful compared to what she had just read.
“Hm, that was over seven hundred years ago, though. Maybe vampires have become more civilized since then?”
She looked over to the woman lying on the bed. She had moved her here from the master bedroom after Damien collapsed into bed with exhaustion. He did like sleeping a lot after all.
The woman’s wounds had all healed, and her eyes had returned to their normal green color. Fay thought back to the night’s events. Watching Damien slap the woman around like some kind of ragdoll and then dominating her mind with his blood hadn’t been as disturbing as it should have been. In fact, she had spent most of the time watching on in interest.
Damien had told the woman he called Imryll to act like normal and forget everything that happened here. She had just nodded, and her hazy eyes turned green again as she fell down and entered a deep sleep.
Fay had then asked, “Master, do you want to control me like that, too?”
Damien just looked at her deeply and then said, “No, it’s fine, For now, I trust you enough.” He then added, “Go to the city tomorrow and inform the princess about coming here to retrieve the Luna runes. I need to sleep.” He then promptly collapsed on his bed.
Processing his words, Fay had then tucked him in and moved the woman out of the room.
She had no idea why watching Damien’s brutality didn’t disturb her. She shook her head. Was she broken? Messed up? Had Damien’s Blood magic corrupted her and made her have a similar personality to a vampire? That was a disturbing thought.
Fay’s ocean blue eyes flickered a sinister red for a brief second before disappearing, as if nothing had happened.
