Vampire's Slice of Life

In a dark alley.

Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop.

From old broken pipes trickled down water that made the narrow passage damp.

Garbage cans lay everywhere with trash overflowing from within, inviting many rats and cockroaches.

In this absolutely wrecked place, right in a corner, there were some movements from within a pile of trash.

The movement caused the rats to squeak scram away and in the next few instances, a pale hand could be seen coming out of it.

Movement kept happening for the next few minutes and then from within the heaps of trash, a pale and scrawny looking figure soon appeared.

Right as the figure stood up, the smell of piss and the nauseating stink from the garbage pile made the person puke his guts out.

The figure took support of the urine covered walls and puked until there was blood coming out.

After a while, when the vomiting had stopped, the figure let out a disgusted and tired groan.

"What… Is… Happening?" The figure said as he looked around him.

Finding himself to be fully nude, having black hair, skinny limbs, and so on… the figure was totally taken aback.

"I… I have reincarnated… again?"

Feeling shocked would be an understatement as the person's very soul quivered in the tumult of overwhelming astonishment.

"I died due to a truck and thought that my fantasy to reincarnate in a magical world would come true, but how in the fuck did I just end up getting killed again!? Where the fuck was I!? Who was that silver-haired bastard!!?!"

Despite the hoarse voice and his stomach growling aggressively due to the hunger pans, the guy reminisced about the past experience and began feeling a deep sense of hatred.

The flashback had only just started when the guy felt a sharp pain in his head.

"AHHHHHH!" Holding his head, the guy crouched down and screamed.

The screams died down after a while and a solemn expression surfaced on the guy's face.

"Kizer Blackheart… The Invasion… Demon King…"

The nude figure mumbled softly while staring at himself and at the distance with a stupefied look.

Shock was written all over the person's body and to recover from it took time.

When the person finally came back to his senses, he looked at his hand and said in a low voice, "My name is Kizer Blackheart…"

Reincarnation had various aspects to it and many a times when a soul migrated to another world and took over the body of a dead person, it would inherit the memories, which was exactly what was happening in Kizer's case.

The surroundings were dark and looking high up at the sky, Kizer could see complete darkness illuminated with a slight red hue.

Noticing that, Kizer sighed and looked back down at himself.

Closing his eyes, Kizer thought of a few things and soon, a black tail and horns popped out from his body.

Kizer's nails grew longer and looking at them, he said, "I'm a demon now… This is some demon world…"

Kizer's senses got heightened as he adapted to his new body and with a bit of looking around, fetched himself something wearable from the trash.

Walking out of the alley while smelling like piss, Kizer thought to himself, 'This is not remotely similar to how it was shown in the tv shows and novels back there. It's a cruel place, I must not make a mistake like before.'

A murderous glint then flashed in the skinny Kizer's eyes. 'I'll definitely not spare that silver-haired guy who killed me back there when I see him. Revenge is a must and should be paid with due interest at the earliest.'

With conviction in his heart, Kizer ventured deeper into this new demon world he had reincarnated into and set on a journey with his unknown destiny.

…..

Dushkarbor.

With the death of King Nishkavert, panic ensued in the whole kingdom.

Many were shocked to find out such news while many began plotting schemes to take over the empty throne.

However, the chaos causer was completely relaxed and was sitting in a private room with six women by his side.

Among the six, five were his maids and the remaining lady was none other than the Queen herself.

The Queen's name was Lydia and currently, this blue-haired gentle lady was getting pleased by the blue-haired milf Idina.

Lydia's moans were loud and clear and felt like music to Lith's ears. Her innocence was similar to Emilia's, though Emmy was a much extreme case while Lydia knew far too many things to be considered completely pure and innocent.

There was no need to get Lydia fucked since Lith almost had the whole administration in his hands anyway. But, it was better to have more backups and getting Lydia on their side was only going to be a boon.

The monarchy hadn't collapsed despite Nishkavert getting killed. Lydia was the one in charge now and responsible to lead the kingdom.

With that said, Lith made use of her and commanded the officials to work into sorting the internal friction that was about to begin.

People from the other kingdoms would look to attack the people of this kingdom with their king being dead. People from within the kingdom would kill to become the next king and the friction would just rise further.

From the two, one had to be suppressed for better functioning as there weren't enough resources to focus on both.

The internal conflict was a bigger priority than the external threat due to various reasons.

Lith made the officials work hard to keep the people in the province at check while the ones from the other kingdoms were taken care of by Lith himself.

A word was spread that someone even stronger than Nishkavert had taken the throne of the Nishkavert Kingdom.

This was a major surprise to everybody and through the power of rumours, Lith spread the fact that he was far too strong than the average Kings here.

His might was so much that he killed Nishkavert in a single blow. There were also many exaggerated things written about him by the officials to make him stand out really well.

With the fact that King Nishkavert was killed in one-shot, half the people quit the idea of attacking Lith and getting into a conflict for the throne.

The other half that wasn't afraid, among them, the majority thought of not being foolish and attacking Lith.

However, there were still some tough nuts who thought, "Does everyone really think that they couldn't win against a mere teenage boy?"

Such people were the ones that brought a great headache, but Lith had solutions for them as well.