Welcome to the Cosmic - Life As the Vampire God

Life As the Vampire God Chapter 19 - Welcome to the Cosmic

Guess what! It's the same year and day but now, it's two twenty-five in the afternoon. A mere twenty minutes away from my resurrection time. Yay!

I awakened in a darkened room and immediately noted one wooden table flanked by two sturdy wooden chairs, very utilitarian, nothing fancy. There was a light dimly glowing above the table. I whispered aloud, "where in the blue blazes am I?"

A disembodied voice replied, "your consciousness just revived."

"Consciousness?" This can't be good.

"Well technically it's supposed to be ten minutes, but I needed to talk with you now, so, I helped to revive your consciousness early."

I blinked. This has to be a very bad dream, wait, I don't dream. A man appeared in what was a formerly vacant chair. By the way, he was a very handsome man, which oddly enough, I found that fact to be irritating especially since he had thick orange hair, glowing orange eyes. Get this, he was wearing an Easlum tee-shirt and signature Easlum jeans, tight jeans! The area around his heart held a slight purple glow while his right arm was glowing ruby red, and his left arm was green. His mid-section was glowing blue, and his legs were glowing yellow.

"Please take a seat." He indicated the vacant chair across the table from him.

I remained standing, rather, my consciousness did.

"Suit yourself," the glowing handsome man responded in a silky tone. That irritated me as well.

I was blunt and sounded grumpy when I asked him, "What are you, exactly?"

I could hear his sigh of resignation. "My name is Bezmic, and I am a Celestial." He paused briefly then continued, "I thought my colors might give me away."

"What do you want?" I asked.

Bezmic does not like Draven one bit. Ever since the day that Draven was created his powers had been significantly weakened. Bezmic just wanted to find out if he needs to use the limited resources that he has left to get rid of Draven now before he got out of control. In order to see if he is a threat, he needed to test Draven. Bezmic just hopes that if Draven is proven to be a problem that his friends will come and help.

He ignored my question. "I don't like you very much. Since your creation, my once awesome powers have been drastically reduced. And like it or not, I do agree with Sermoff, you are a threat, a big threat," he added emphatically.

My temper flared. "You agree with that sorry bastard!"

He held up his hand. "Not 100%, no. Let's move on, shall we." It wasn't a question but a gently disguised order. "Now, I know that you're fighting Hercules and Ares. Lucifer will tell you how to kill them. Don't misunderstand, I want you to kill them but if you kill them too fast, then I'll take you as a threat and I'll kill you." Kill them to fast I thought but Bezmic just continued which interrupted my thoughts. "But if you take too long then Hercules or Ares could kill you. He let out a heavy sigh and stared straight into my eyes and said, "play your moves right." He vanished and the room dissolved.

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