Supreme Vampire In Black Clover

The void was endless, a sea of darkness that swallowed all sense of time and space. Derek floated in its depths, his mind adrift but strangely calm after choosing the "Yes" option. At first, nothing happened, and the silence gnawed at him, stretching into what felt like an eternity. Loneliness clawed at his sanity, but his mental fortitude held firm. He reflected on his life, his failures, and the strange twist of fate that had brought him here.

Finally, after what could have been hours, days, or even years, a faint red light pierced the darkness. It grew brighter, and with it, a new message materialized before him:

[Unique Life Essence: Vampiric Bloodline Activated.]

Vampiric? Derek's breath hitched, though he had no lungs to fill. The word sent a shiver through his being, a mix of dread and curiosity. Before he could process it, the screen continued:

[System Integration Complete. Initializing…]

A flood of sensations overwhelmed him—cold, sharp, and alive. His body, or whatever passed for it in this void, tingled with newfound energy. He gritted his teeth, shutting his eyes against the onslaught. It felt like a beast awakening within him, primal and hungry. When he opened his eyes again, the void was gone. He stood in a forest, ancient and lifeless, the air thick with the scent of decay.

The system's notifications flickered in his vision, translucent and glowing:

[System Alert: Blood Magic Unlocked.]

[System Alert: Physical Enhancements Activated.]

[System Alert: New Quest Available—Survive and Adapt. 20 free EXP will be rewarded.]

[Initial Abilities Unlocked:]

Enhanced Senses (Passive)

Heightened perception of surroundings.

Detects threats within 100 meters.

Blood Sense (Active)

Sense living beings through their blood.

Range: 50 meters.

Cost: 5 MP per use.

Shadow Step (Active)

Teleport through shadows.

Range: 10 meters.

Cooldown: 60 seconds.

Mana Drain (Passive/Active)

Absorb ambient mana or drain mana from targets.

Passive Gain: +1 MP per minute.

Active Drain: 10 MP per second (requires physical contact).

[Current Status:]

HP: 100/100

MP: 50/100

Stamina: 80/100

Derek's heart—or whatever now passed for it—pounded in his chest. He could feel the power within him, dark and hungry, waiting to be unleashed. But with it came a thirst, a gnawing emptiness that made his throat burn. He was no longer in Gotham. This was a new world, a new life. And as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the land, Derek realized one thing:

He was no longer human.

The forest around him was ancient, its gnarled trees stretching toward a starless sky. The air was cold, and the ground beneath his feet felt unnaturally still. Derek looked down at his hands—pale, slender, almost like a teenager's. He flexed his fingers, noting the faint blue veins beneath his skin . What the hell happened to me? he thought, a mix of curiosity and unease bubbling within him

The hunger returned, sharper this time. It clawed at his insides, a relentless ache that demanded to be sated. The system's warning flashed in his vision:

[System Alert: Consume blood or face backlash.]

Derek clenched his fists, trying to focus. He needed to move, to find something—anything—to quell the hunger. His Enhanced Senses kicked in, sharpening his hearing and vision. The forest, once silent, now hummed with faint, distant sounds. Rustling leaves, the creak of branches, and… voices?

Before he could react, six figures emerged from the shadows, hovering on wands. They wore dark, flowing robes and pointed hats, their faces obscured by the dim light. Derek's instincts screamed at him to run, but he stood his ground, his mind racing.

"A man in the Witches' Forest?" one of them sneered, her voice sharp and commanding. "What are you doing here, boy?"

Derek's heart pounded as the witches surrounded him, their wands crackling with mana. He glanced at the system's notifications, his options flashing before him:

[Use one ability from the abilities you were granted]

Derek activated Blood Sense. The world shifted, and he could see the witches' blood—pulsing, vibrant, and tantalizingly close. The hunger surged, but he forced it down, focusing on the task at hand.

"I… I don't know how I got here," Derek said, his voice steady despite the fear gnawing at him. "I'm just trying to survive."

"You aren't welcome here," the witch snapped, her wand glowing with mana. "Scram."

Derek felt the air shift, the crackle of magic building around her. His instincts screamed at him to move. Before she could cast her spell, he darted forward, his enhanced speed carrying him to the youngest witch in the group. She barely had time to react as his hand shot toward her face. His nails—long and sharp—grazed her cheek, drawing a thin line of blood.

The witches froze, stunned by his audacity. Derek didn't wait. He activated Shadow Step, vanishing into the shadows and reappearing ten meters away. Then he ran, his newfound speed carrying him through the forest like a phantom. Trees blurred past him as he kicked off their trunks, accelerating even further.

I need to understand my abilities, he thought, his mind racing. That should've been the first thing I did when I woke up.

Behind him, the witches hesitated, their confusion giving him a precious head start. They weren't the rulers of the forest—not like their queen. She, however, had never lost track of Derek. From the moment he appeared in her domain, she had felt it—the same presence from her foresight. The black mist. The silver eyes. It was here, in her forest.

"Things are getting interesting," she muttered, her black lips curling into a faint smile. She drummed her fingers on the armrest of her throne, her blue eyes gleaming with intrigue.

She recalled the witches to the castle, her mind racing. Her last defeat at the hands of her daughter, Vanessa, had taught her caution. The power of fate was more omniscient than it appeared, and this stranger… he consumed everything in his path. She would need to tread carefully.

Meanwhile, Derek kept running, unaware that the forest was a labyrinth designed to ensnare intruders. His HP bar dipped lower as his breath grew ragged. He finally stopped, scanning his surroundings with Enhanced Senses. The forest was eerily quiet, but he could perceive everything within a 100-meter radius. That knowledge gave him a sliver of comfort.

Shadow Step's cooldown is 60 seconds, he reminded himself . I can always use it to escape if I need to.

But his thirst was growing unbearable. His throat burned like fire, and his vision blurred at the edges. He needed blood—now. Desperation drove him to activate Blood Sense again, costing him 5 MP. The world shifted, and he saw it—a small drop of blood on his middle fingernail. It was from the witch's cheek.

Without thinking, he licked it.

The taste was metallic, sharp, and oddly satisfying. The system's notifications flooded his vision:

[You have consumed blood for the first time. 50 EXP rewarded.]

[System Alert: New ability unlocked: BLOOD INTEGRATION.]

[BLOOD INTEGRATION (Passive):]

When blood is consumed from a weaker being, it will be integrated 100%.

If blood is consumed from a stronger opponent, there is a 50% chance of integration. If successful, the affinity will be reduced to match the user's power level.

[New blood with water affinity consumed.]

[BLOOD INTEGRATION: Water Affinity 10%.]

Derek stared at the notifications, his mind reeling . Water affinity? He flexed his fingers, feeling a faint, unfamiliar energy coursing through him. It was subtle, but it was there—a connection to something elemental, something powerful.

But the hunger wasn't satisfied. If anything, the taste of blood had only sharpened it. Derek clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms. He needed more. He needed to survive.

The forest loomed around him, dark and endless. Somewhere in its depths, the Witch Queen watched, her blue eyes gleaming with curiosity. Derek was an anomaly, a puzzle she intended to solve. But for now, he was alone—a predator in a world of magic and monsters.

And he was just beginning to understand what that meant.