-Author note: extra chapter for today as it hasn't been two day due to some support, Next chapter tomorrow shall be a full chapter!-
-Thx for the support & powerstones snacks/
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Perched elegantly on the grand Pharaoh throne in my lycanthropic form, I found myself musing over the peculiar phenomenon of vampires in this world consistently having eyes as dark as the night sky, instead of the more traditional hues of blue or crimson.
Lost in contemplation by the crackling flames of the fire stand, my mind drifted to the rare occurrence where only Enkil and Akasha held the ability to bask in the sunlight, a privilege unattainable to their progeny.
Despite this, they seemed to possess a remarkable lightness akin to feathers, enabling them to soar through the skies without any signs of physical transformation.
Reflecting on this enigma, my deduction veered towards a fusion of little werewolf venom infused with more amounts of vampiric venom.
This amalgamation birthed forth a distinct breed of vampires, distinguished by their newfound attributes and capabilities.
In an instant, the resounding creak of the throne room doors being flung open disrupted my musings, causing me to shift my attention towards the arrival of a cherished companion.
With a humble posture at the base of the elevated steps leading to my seat of power, Enkil expressed with reverence, "Lord Anubis, the time has come!"
"The siblings are on the verge of completing the summoning ritual for the spirits! I am here to guide you to them, Lord Anubis."
Startled by speed of situation as it only been a couple of minutes, I swiftly rose from my regal perch, the golden usekh adorning my neck and shoulders chiming with each movement.
Owing to my 14 foot Werewolf form, they had bestowed upon me the title of Anubis due to finding it amusing that all those who seen me would not dare disturb me.
Deciding that my size won't fit through the doors a metamorphosis commenced; fur receded, bones shifted and contorted, until I stood in the formidable form of Marcus Corvinus.
A group of royal servants ushered into the room to place my golden Usekh upon the now empty throne.
Enkil hastened to the door, holding it ajar as he awaited my passage.
As I strode forward, clad in the velvety embrace of my Dracula Black Coat, with a billowing white loincloth draping my form summoned from the system, my gaze fell upon Enkil.
I couldn't help but draw a comparison between Enkil and Dracula loyal servant, Igor, albeit missing a touch of sophistication like Enkil!.
Though he ruled as a Pharaoh and held me in godlike reverence, his demeanor could be viewed as recompense for the immortal gift of vampirism that was extended to him, By granting me a seat of authority and perpetual existence within his realm.
Thus conflicted at how his actions are similar to Igor, I acknowledged him with a nod before hastening through the doorway, emerging into the expanse of the hall where Mekare and Maharet awaited.
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-Finish Note:
Webnovel acting weird with the extra space, Ill try to remember to fix that but i mite forget!-
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