2. The Psycopath Fay

Damien awoke feeling nauseated from the smell beside him, despite his overwhelming urge to sleep, he pushed his tired body out of bed and stood up with great effort, his gaze then landed down on his bare feet.

I'm standing…

He could feel the pressure on his feet, the stone-cold floor below, and the slight breeze against his bare skin. Having been bedridden, he hadn’t stood up in 14 years. Damien almost cried tears of joy, no matter how doomed his situation is, just being given the chance to walk again was already a miracle.

“So I have access to all 5 senses now… In the game, I could only look around and move my character with a controller.”

Damien then ran his sharpened fingers across his bare skin. He accidentally left a light cut, but it instantly healed. He was tall, exceedingly so. Damien could reach the ceiling with his arm if he wished to.

He also had defined abs, but he would say he was on the more lean side rather than a weight-lifter body type. The cold morning breeze caressed his body in places he really wished it wouldn't. He was naked, after all.

“Now, where to find clothes…” Damien looked around the room, but apart from the bed and table, there was no sign of the much-needed wardrobe. Where are his clothes?

Damien looked at the shivering women on the bed, from the position of the sun sneaking through the window, a few hours should have passed. Damien subconsciously clicked his tongue in annoyance. How was this useless woman still sleeping?

Why was Damien not showing any sympathy for the women? She was Damien's first death flag. Damien had attempted 5 playthroughs as Damien Nightshade and has never seen the end of the game's storyline, he always died one way or another.

In the first playthrough, he was only 2 days into the storyline before he was brutally murdered in his sleep by his own human slave. Due to his Blood Magic being at [F] grade, he lost control over the women and she silently planned for his death.

2 days into the storyline, she managed to purchase a silver-coated knife and used it to stab Damien thirty-eight times in his sleep…

I was so mad, I remember throwing my VR headset across the hospital room and cursing her name for the rest of the day.

“Fay, wake up,” I say in as calm a voice as I can manage. The woman slightly stirs in her sleep but refuses to move from below my bedsheets. As she turns over, I see drool leaking from her mouth and forming a bridge of saliva between her red lips and my pillow.

I subconsciously feel my black nails elongate and my rationality slipping away. Before I murder the person who knows the location of my clothes, I shout out again.

“Fay WAKE up” the women's eyes shoot open like a scared cat, she takes in my full figure, and a slight blush can be seen on her anaemic skin, but she suddenly starts shaking like a leaf after seeing my nails at the length of daggers and my glowing red eyes filled with murderous intent.

She quickly scrambled off the bed, almost tripping to the floor, “Master p-please forgive me” she begs. If I was the original Damien, I would maybe fall for her scheme. But I already know she's broken away from my control and is planning my murder.

If she was still under my control, she would have responded to my command the first time, no matter her condition. But instead, she only woke up once I shouted at her.

“Run me a bath and fetch my clothes, then wash all my sheets thoroughly”

I put emphasis on ‘thoroughly’ while pointing to the drool-soaked pillow and scarlet bedsheets.  Although the blood is technically my fault, I have no sympathy for this woman. She is just food to me, nothing more and nothing less.

‘Wait,… how can I think of a human as livestock? This needs more investigation…’

“Certainly master! Please follow me.”

The blood slave acts all happy to accept my command, but I notice the slight defiance and hatred behind those smiling eyes. I shudder slightly from the scene of her crazy eyes as she stabbed me repeatedly in a past playthrough.

Despite being completely naked, I follow the women out the room and down the corridor. Apart from me and Fay, I already know this mansion is empty, so there's nothing to worry about.

Why is it empty? I killed everyone that was staying here of course. This was originally owned by a small-time baroness from a neighboring country. She was a widow that escaped from her country after her husband died, and she lost all her influence. Using the last of her savings, she bought this house and a few loyal servants along.

The house has one master bedroom, a guest room, and a large bathroom on the top floor. The bottom floor has the dining room, kitchen, meeting room, and finally the servant quarters for up to 5 servants.

Damien had come to this house to kill Damien Nightshade while playing other characters in the game many times, he had also explored this house a little while playing as Damien. He knew where most of the rooms were, but the location of his clothes completely eludes him.

When Damien came to this city, he broke into this house, murdered everyone, and had a delectable feast on their blood. All in front of the baroness' only daughter, Fay. Damien was lucky that the Baroness had so little funds remaining and hadn’t hired any guards. Otherwise, even with this vampire body, Damien was likely to lose.

The old Damien found Fay’s blood to be very delectable and decided to enslave her with blood magic. He actually only had control over her for a few weeks before she broke from his spell. From his calculations, that should have been a few days ago.

Why hadn’t she run away? Well, how can she ram a silver-coated dagger through Damien’s ribs if she runs away? Also, she's an orphaned child with no backing anymore, so who would help her?

The duo reached the end of the corridor and entered a room on the right. Inside was a large wooden bath coated in a watertight resin, Damien reckons he could lie down comfortably in the bath despite his large frame.

Fay walked over and gracefully pressed her hand onto a stone that was mounted into the side of the bathtub. The stone glowed a pale blue and crystal clear water began to gush out.

The bathtub itself seemed to be enchanted, as it glowed slightly and heated up the water to a comfortable temperature. Fay then left the room to fetch Damien’s clothes once the tub was full.

Damien tested the water's temperature and slowly lowered his body into the warm water. His mind felt serene at the image of the water washing away the filth from his perfect body.

Damien laid back and let out an audible sigh as he collected his mind. He was now living in a game as a mass-murdering, germaphobe freak vampire who was insane enough to keep the daughter of his murdered victims as a slave.

Yet that's not even the worst part, he has to attend university on Monday as a lecturer's teaching assistant, and he bought his way into the position! The original Damien has poor magic talent and absolutely no teaching credentials, and everyone knows it.

If Fay doesn’t murder me first, the students at the university will instead…