Saquin: Death To My Enemies

[Now that you are free, what are you going to do, Host?]

"Free?" Saquin questioned, stretching his body.

[Yes.]

"I wouldn't say free. Escaping the capital won't be that easy."

[Oh? I thought you'd already broken free of their grasp.]

"No, no, no. The capital of an entire county isn't that simple."

[Interesting. Humans weren't this powerful the last time I was awake.]

"Doubtful," Saquin replied dryly.

[No, really. Back then, humans were weaker. Sure, some rose to the top, but even a county's might was barely a fraction of today's.]

"My ancestors were really that weak, huh?"

[Yes. You know, a typical person might react with curiosity here.]

"Sorry to disappoint, but I'm not interested in the weak. More importantly, I need a way to permanently escape pursuit." Ending the conversation, Saquin glanced around.

Ahead lay Brimar Forest, sprawling and dense. There's a waterfall here that feeds into a river leading to the Ocean Gate, he recalled. That might be my ticket out of here.

"Mythic, would I survive a fall from a cliff?" Saquin asked mentally.

[Yes. ]

"Nice."

[ As a primal vampire, you're nigh immortal in the absent of the sun. Even then, in the sun, you'd survive.]

"I thought primals weren't affected by sunlight." He held his hand out, feeling the sun's warmth.

[Not entirely. It cannot kill a primal but sunlight reduces a primal's power and regeneration to a tenth, and it nullifies their immortality. But since you're a half-breed, it's only halved, but it still nullifies your immortality.]

"So, this is just half my strength?"

[Being newly awakened, you're like a freshly bitten vampire, you are this strong due to the combination of you being a primal and a higher human.]

"Not bad. Then, let get going." Saquin broke into a sprint.

As he entered Brimar Forest, an uneasy feeling swept over him. There's something in this forest stronger than me—not like those two monsters in the capital, but not far off. Ignoring it, he focused, straining his super hearing until he picked up the faint rush of running water.

"Got it!" he shouted, honing in on the sound and following it to a river. He was about to sprint downstream when—

Grr.

Across the river stood a massive warthog-like beast, the size of a full-grown bull. Through his supernatural vision, Saquin spotted a strange, blue vapor wafting from the creature's body.

SP, Saquin thought. To the beast, he called, "Hey there, big guy. Nice afternoon, isn't it?"

"Tasty vampire…" the beast growled back.

Saquin stared, dumbfounded. "What the—beasts can talk?"

The warthog snarled. "Who are you calling a beast, lunch?"

[That's no ordinary beast, Host. That's a mythic beast, and as a mythic yourself, you can communicate with it.]

"Wait, so why wasn't that in any of the books? How do you even tell a mythic beast apart from a regular one?" Saquin said to Mythic. To the beast, he said, "Who else is here, beast?"

"You asking for death, Lunch! Not like I won't kill you before," the warthog shouted, though he muttered the last part.

[There are many differences between normal beasts and Mythic beasts, Host. The main one is SP. They have the ability to use SP like higher humans and other Mythics. Also, the reason it's not known to humans that they're capable of communication is that even higher humans, despite their power, are still humans. Unless it's a very high-level Mythic beast, they can't communicate with them. But you, as a half-vampire, can communicate effectively.]

"You think you have the ability to kill me, lil beast?" Hearing the warthog's mutter, Saquin provoked it while listening to Mythic's explanation.

"A newly bitten asking if I can kill him? Ah, what has the world come to?" the beast snorted, as if questioning reality itself. To Saquin, he said, "Lunch, if you get on your knees and beg me, I'll kill you painlessly."

"You're across the river, running your mouth. Why not come over here and find out?"

"You think distance will keep you safe?" the warthog retorted. It took a few paces back, then charged forward. Just as it reached the river's edge, it leaped across, tusks aimed straight for Saquin's chest.

"Die!" It shouted mid-air.

At the last second, Saquin sidestepped, dodging its charge, grabbed the beast mid-air, flipped it, and—

BAM.

He slammed it into the ground, creating a small crater. Not waiting for it to recover, Saquin launched a flurry of punches at its head, each blow a flash of supernatural speed until he heard the system's kill notification.

Standing over its broken body, Saquin started to ask, "Since we're both mythics, why'd it see me as—"

Voom

Saquin dodged as something shot through the air. Turning quickly, he spotted a sparrow swooping down for a second attack. Moving fast, he caught it.

A sparrow mythic beast it seems, he sensed its SP. Having caught it by the beak, he crushed it.

"Why are they attacking? Are vampires really this much of a delicacy?"

[Host, I don't know why. After all, I've been sealed for ages. The world is…different now.]

"Guess so. Maybe it's just coincidence." Shrugging, he turned back to the river and continued downstream.

Ten minutes later.

"What the fuck! Where these beings coming from?" Saquin shouted into the air as he had been attacked more than ten times in the space of ten minutes.

[ Building discovered 50m to the south-west ]

"Hmm?" Saquin was first confused by the prompt, but then he remembered the new ability: mini-map.

"A building huh? lets check it out." He said before changing his direction to the building location.

Arriving, Saquin found a small cabin hidden in the woods. It was lit, meaning someone was inside. Who would live in a place as dangerous as this?

He pushed the door open without a knock, prepared for anything—except what he saw.

Boobs.