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A transmigrated vampire bites a young man and he dies in mid-transformation and is reincarnated in ancient Remnant. He falls victim to one of the summoning days of Molag Bal and is forced through that hell. While recovering...
Wow, so, another story, and a cliche one too? How original of me. Yeah yeah I know I know, 'finish your other stories first idiot', well I can't if I can't think on 'em. And doing this helps out a decent bit. I'm stuck on The Damning of Remnant's next chapter, so I'm doing this until I get unstuck, and then some.
Without further ado: authorlog I guess?:
This will mostly be 1st person, except for narration stuff, the MC/pseudoSI will not have much knowledge of RWBY, less gamer-y than usual, but still with system features, Vampires, Demons, DMC stuff uhhh- Elder Scrolls stuff too, fanon and headcanon about vampires, demons, and stuff,
And lastly, like most of my stuff, this is one part satire and one part semi-serious. I try and make light of tropes and stuff, but if you've read any of my stuff, you know I kinda suck.
I'm a novice author, and can't put my ideas into my stories well.
Now, onto what you came here for:
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Martin Rose was a rather average man. He had no living family, was a self-made man, and had a live-in 5-9 job as an on-site electrician at a CIA institute. Oh, that's not average? Well, who cares? He didn't do much, he just made sure that the building he was officed in didn't lose power, and if it did, he was the one to fix the issue. However, there were rarely ever issues in the building, so he had quite a lot of free time.
He used aformentioned free time to play HEAVILY modded Skyrim. In particular, he had 3000+ mods in his MO2 mod-list, including the pay-to-use DMC mods. He used a large chunk of his paycheck each month to upgrade his gaming rig and setup, to the point where he had one of the best rigs he'd ever seen in his life. Hell, he even managed to commission mods for DMC5 to make it more accurate to the lore. aka, Nero keeps his long hair, and he paid someone to make a fusion of Urizen's hand and Nero's dmc4 Devilbuster. it was cool.
Sadly, this peaceful, entertaining life would violently end when a secret experiment went awry. An attempt to bridge the gaps in universes with an Einstein-Rosen bridge done in secret under the institute would be a radical success, but too successful. The 'bridge' was open long enough to let the other side through. The building began to tremble and collapse inward, and creatures from the other side poured through. The scientists were massacred, and Martin was taken off guard as the floor under his chair collapsed and he had but a moment to react to the new threat.
He stood quickly, only to be grabbed by the head, and he yelled as his neck was bitten into by a humanoid creature with grey skin, long, bat-like ears, bat wings, and clawed fingers.
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"N..No...not like this..." he groaned, as it dropped him.
He felt something foreign enter his very soul, and it burned like fire. He screamed as he felt his blood boil, and his flesh writhe. He felt his very bones melt from the inside while his skin sloughed off.