A Strongest Warrior Of All Time

By thinking of all of this, John started walking to go to the dining hall to eat some food.

Because he can't even think properly, or his body isn't capable of doing something without eating any food.

When he reached the table, he looked at the many, many delicious dishes waiting for him; he couldn't control himself and jumped on the food to eat them.

In the meantime, while he was eating, he noticed there was another plate flipped cleanly; that means Eric also did not eat his food yet.

Then John instantly thinks that his dad has not been here since evening, and for that he is saved from his scolding.

Otherwise, if he was here from the evening, then damn, Eric will scold John for being late and give him a big lecture.

All these things are just starting to round in John's mind. Then after finishing his dinner, he went to his room to take some rest.

When he is taking rest in his room, he is again thinking about all these things and becomes restless. But his age is just 11, so after eating a lot and becoming tired, he can't hold his body and falls asleep.

After a few hours suddenly his sleep is broken, and he wakes up fast.

After he wakes up, he sits on his bed and feels thirsty.

He looked at the jug in his room, but bad luck, there is no drop of water left.

He went to the kitchen side of the palace to fill his jug with water.

When he is walking from beside Eric's room. He noticed in the room a light is still on now. He decided to see what's going on in the room. He silently opened the door to see the situation of the room, but it's normal but not normal. There is no one in the room; it's full of empty, and when John looks at the clock, it's 11:30PM.

He thinks maybe Dad has some work or went somewhere in an emergency.

But suddenly his mind gains a thought if his dad was still in the downstairsroom then.

He again becomes curious by thinking about it and fixedly decides he will go again to the room to see what's happening.

Now thoughts become action, and he quickly starts walking to go reach the downstairs floor. When he reached the closeness of the floor, he thought about what excuse he would give to the guards and what reason he would give for coming again.

By thinking of all of this, he went to the front of the floor and became astonished. There are no guards for security; it's fully open, and he is here alone.

The full place looks desolate; there is not a little sound in here.

John stepped up into the corridor and went to the room's door. When he reached he heard the sound of his dad, but it felt like his dad shouting and talking to someone again.

He closes his eyes again, and just like before, the room is full of darkness, but the difference this time is that Eric is in night clothes.

It means his dad went out, changed clothes, and then came back into the room again.

Eric said with pride, "Gidora, listen, many times have gone by, and I hope you are gathering your back into your body. I know you need a couple of hours and food when you wake up from your sleep mode."

The monster said, "Yes, I am now in my power mode and ready for any kind of war."

Eric replied, "No, no need for yours to come with me; you just stay here and listen to me. I am Eric, Eric Henry, the lord of this village and the strongest in warrior race. Everywhere is now peace, filled with calmness and no war or conflict anywhere. So don't be panicked, Gidora."

The monster laughed, "Hahaha, ahh hahaha.""If all around is okay and everywhere is filled with peace, then why did you come to wake me up?" Asked the monster.

"Yes, good question ah! I am here to meet up with you, and yes, I also need a favor from you. I can sense in the next there will be a big conflict waiting for us. Some clans wanted mainly vampires, who are mostly a problem for every clan.

About the Vampire Clan—

Of all the night creatures, none are to be feared more than the Vampire Clan or Bloodfang.

They are among the oldest and the most elusive vampire clans, survivors of century-long wars waged against man, magicians, and warriors.

Vampires were so frequently warred against in ancient times that there were few vampire clans remaining, but some Bloodfang endured. Their mere survival is sufficient to make them legends, shadows that do not fade.

The Vampires are hunters like no other. Their senses are keener than steel. With their noses, they can smell the faintest trace of blood over great distances. Even a scratch on human skin can give away one's hiding place. Their cursed eyes allow them to see the light of blood flowing inside a body, piercing walls, trees, or darkness. No hiding place, no secret, can conceal a human from a Bloodfang once the hunt is begun.

But hunger is not their only purpose. Blood to the Bloodfang is not so much food as it is power. Each victim's blood contains power, remembrance, and life.

They don't just survive when they drink; they are empowered.Over centuries, the clan elders stockpiled so much stolen power that their bodies grew into grotesques.

. Legends tell of individuals who were quicker than arrow fire, as powerful as ten men, or could vanish into shadows. Some are said to still lurk from those ancient wars, in quiet seclusion, anticipating their chance to take back the world.

They are as brutal as they are arrogant. The vampire regards humans as livestock, fated to be butchered. They regard themselves as elected to rule the night, their strength a testament to their right to dominate others.

Contrary to other vampire bloodlines that joined or stayed hidden from humanity's greatest guardians, the vampires deliberately battled openly against humanity's greatest defenders. Their line had been almost destroyed by armies of warriors and magicians before, who ravaged villages, shook cities, and drenched rivers in red blood.

But it was never total. A few had gotten away, too clever or too powerful to be defeated. Survivors continued their tradition, teaching the young to hunt, stalk, and kill patiently. This makes the Bloodfang not only rare but dangerous beyond measure. Each member of the clan carries in his mind the memory of his killed kin and the necessity to regain his lost dominance.

But even the vampire has their Achilles' heel. They are powerful in blood, and the more they drink, the hungrier they get. Young ones lose control, mad with rage, striking wildly even at their own kind. This lack of control is both their greatest strength and greatest curse.

To meet the vampire is to come face to face with an enemy who will never give up until your life is drained of its blood.

To face the clan itself is to go up against the survivors of a thousand year old war, beings that have weathered centuries of fire and blood, biding their time to take their seat of horror once again.

The Vampire Clan is the oldest of the night, the rarest of the rare, and the eternal hunters of man. The vampires are most dangerous for their nature because they behave like humans' friends and hide among them. After killing them, they can steal their powers and strength also.

Now back to the story:

The monster said, "Yes, I know, the old clan lived for just their hunger, which was filled only by human blood. Most hated and cruel clan ever." There were many of them in the past, but we fought with them and defeated all of them in war for getting together many clans."

Eric said, "Yes, magicians and warriors work in a bond for saving mankind and other clans. I was just 20 years old at that time, but I killed thousands of them in the whole war, which lasted for years and years."

Most of the chance that we won was because of your genesis, Gidora. You all are blessings for us, making us proud on the battlefield by supporting us."

Monster said, "Hmm," with a calm voice and said it's our duty to save your clan and

fight beside you.

Then stopped for a few moments again and said, "But for many years you have been hiding me here and tying me with a chain, but why?" "Asked Gidora."

Eric said, "After many fights and dark nights of past fights between lords, there's foolishness in thinking killing vanished weak lords is totally worthless for everyone. Many generations, villages, and nations were destroyed for them. This was the biggest war battle from then to this present time."

Monster said with a heavy voice, "I understand and felt your feelings, Eric."

Other side Luther became totally shocked to hear this; he understood something but not everything because he didn't know about the past things.

So he can't understand all of their conversations but understands partially. He is fully surprised to hear this discussion of wars, vampires, and bonding between magicians and warriors. Fighting supportively together and using these monsters in battle and winning also.

When John thinks of these things, he pulls his eyes from the hole, and he comes back from his thinking and suddenly hears a noise....

Then...