When we think about the end of the world these days, we usually think of some idiot in politics who doesn't really care about people and most likely has serious problems in his head, and simply presses the apocalypse button, and people are forced to live the next few years as diggers in the ruins of the world until things return to "normal" several generations later.

Or the fierce result of climate change that causes irreparable natural disasters to humans and a new pandemic occurs like the one in 2020-2022 and, once again, we are back to being diggers. Or an unforeseen meteor that comes towards Earth before any government can do anything and gives us the same end as the dinosaurs, even if one part could still be saved by spending a lot of money and the other part would be left to the “lucky ones” to fend for themselves and go back to the diggers until things “return to normal” (maybe in this case, it would be faster than before but it would still take a long time). 

And finally, we have the astronomically small chances that it could be a combination of all this together with the release of a zombie virus that some idiot tested to maybe cure diseases, achieve immortality or just for the hell of it. 

The fact is, virtually no one expects the end of the world to come in the form of a fantasy Armageddon.

Where some entity allows mana to enter the world and this opens portals through which fantasy monsters begin to appear, destroying and devouring everything they see in front of them. There are even RPG-style systems with missions, even if this would cause some humans to change irreversibly.

But well, I've already talked a lot and look, I still have to finish my daily missions in addition to helping my father with the generator and going hunting for something to eat. Maybe I can catch an orc and see if their blood is as inedible as that of a goblin (it looks like semi-cured meat with raw eggs and liquefied fish oil). 

Sometimes I wish I had become a pixie like my sister.

Oh, I almost forgot to introduce myself, nice to meet you, my name is Fernando or just Fer or Nando, and I'm not human. Well, I'm not anymore, at least not me, nor my family to tell the truth, now I'm a 22-year-old Dhampir with some cool skills, and as for my family... you'll meet them in a little while.

Hi to anyone still reading this and others of my stories. I just wanted to apologize for only posting one new chapter last week. This time I can say it definitely wasn't (entirely) my fault.


I live in south of Brazil, and in case you didn't know, a small cyclone passed through here last week and ended up disrupting the lives of many people. Mine doubly so, since both my house and my work were without power.


At my house, the power came back on the same day, but not the internet, not completely, it was constantly down. And at my work, having been in the dark for almost 3 days, I fell behind on some things. And because we were rushing to compensate, I could only post one new chapter and a correction.


Fortunately, things have already normalized in this regard here, and I intend to try to post one chapter again by the last week of the year.


Thank you to everyone who reads my stories, and a double thank you for your patience. I know it's a pain, I'm trying to improve, but I write when the idea hits me and/or when I have time. 


Thanks again, and I hope you continue reading.


Chapter 52 - Sorry for having almost no chapters.