《Epic of Vampire Dragon: Reborn as a Vampire Dragon with a System 》Chapter 11: The Resolve of the Abomination
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Chaos glanced at the system window in front of him expressionlessly.
It was what he least expected… he was cursed again.
Wasn't his curse already bad? Now it is even more terrible.
He wondered why he was so unlucky in this second life to be cursed by the Galaxy itself.
He simply killed a few measly orcs and had nothing else since he was born… and now, boom! Cursed times two!
Although Chaos seemed shocked and very angered over this nonsensical bull crap, he was expressionless and stiff.
He sighed and then decided to check this new curse and faction.
[Galaxy Curse: Nyx's Curse]
Only those that are detested by a galaxy can receive a Galaxy Curse. As a being so abominable and hateful, you have been cursed by it.
This curse automatically and forcefully sets your Faction into [Primordial Evil: Galaxy's Calamity (Forced Faction Due to Curse)], making you an enemy of the Galaxy.
You are qualified as a Primordial Evil, an enemy of all life and death, a being of aberrant proportions that has set the Galaxy into a crisis!
Special Effect: Instill automatic fear in all beings who are not your direct subordinates or are qualified as allies or family. Your Stat Growth and cultivation speed are hastened by 200%.
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"I see- Eh? Wait, it comes with benefits?"
What?! How could it be possible for a Curse to include benefits! Chaos was perplexed.
It seemed that… something was wrong with this Curse.
Did… Was the curse badly done? Or… maybe something else happened?
Or being so evil makes you grow stronger faster? It was truly a mystery!
Chaos didn't felt so bad now that he saw that being the absolute villain of this galaxy actually would help him grow faster.
Albeit it was still pretty terrible.
This meant that he would never be able to make new friends… Perhaps.
Chaos kind of wanted to live a fulfilling life unlike his previous one, but now it seemed that things might be a bit different than what he would have liked them to be.
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However, Chaos' positive look at things came with a conclusion.
"Wait, isn't this good though?"
Why? Why would this curse be good aside from the special side effect?
It was pretty simple.
If everything wanted to kill him and everyone was his enemy… then wouldn't this mean that if he fought, devoured, and won against all these enemies, wouldn't he grow stronger exponentially?
Indeed. It was a pretty insane way to think, and perhaps anyone would call Chaos an utter fool and imbecile for think that this had a good side.
But it could be a good way to think over it.
The more they came at him, the stronger he would grow!
"Come at me…" thought Chaos, his decisiveness in having a fulfilling life and doing as he pleased, unchained by the world or any captors blazed within his crimson-red eyes.
Perhaps his ambitions were the feeblest of them all, perhaps they were the most insignificant in the great scheme of things…
But so what?
He didn't care about what anyone would think about his simple desires. He would do anything he wanted and carve a path through this insanity.
He was by no means someone with immense willpower, but he was driven by a different and more positive outlook on life, which might be a twisted perception of his insane mind and his chaotic soul.
Chaos decided to check his faction now.
[Faction: [Primordial Evil: Galaxy's Calamity (Forced Faction Due to Curse)]
You are the Primordial Evil, your act of pure evil had hurt millions of beings all across the galaxy, and you are perhaps the embodiment of all that is wrong and naught.
Due to this, you're qualified as a Galaxy-level Calamity and every other Faction must seek your extermination if they want to keep the Galaxy existing as it is.
Will you be destroyed, or will you destroy these enemies first and dominate the galaxy?
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Only time will tell.
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"So to get this type of faction I have to kill millions of innocent lives and do all types of evil acts. I just killed a few thousand though… I guess because it is forced by the Curse, the requirements don't apply to me…" thought Chaos.
Chaos sighed once more, although his sighs seemed like nothing at all other than the air coming out of his expressionless mouth.
He quickly stood up from the bath of Nether Water, dried his body, and then put on his clothes again.
As he wondered if his clothes would tear apart whenever he transformed and how much of a pain it would be for them to find a new set of clothes each time he did, he walked outside of the bathroom and was greeted by Belphegor.
"My lord, I was eager for you to finish bathing!" he said as the flames of his skull blazed around.
"There's something I must tell you beforehand," said Chaos.
"Oh? My lord?" asked Belphegor.
After a few minutes, Chaos gathered with all the servants in the castle, but the only two that could actually talk were Belphegor and the two skeletons, Oserius and Padhur.
The rest were a dozen of living statues, some living armor, a large group of very weak will-o-wisps, and three living brooms that never did their job well, so everything was dusty.
Unlike the three Undead, these servants were weaker, the strongest being Ainz's Statue, which was a B-Rank Monster, the rest varied from E-Rank to D-Rank.
In this little meeting, Chaos announced to everyone that from now on they could casually address him as Chaos, albeit everyone would still call him "lord" anyways.
And after that, he casually addressed that he was cursed by the galaxy and made into a primordial evil, becoming the enemy of everything.
Everyone was shocked, of course, but Chaos seemed calm. There was no point in panicking and going crazy over it. What was done was done. What he needed to do now was to find ways to grow stronger as fast as possible.
At this request for their assistance on this, all the servants nodded confidently, and well, those that could not nod jumped or moved slightly around to say they agreed.
Belphegor quickly decided to tell Chaos something.
"My lord, there are many facilities and places within the castle of Master Ainz. Despite most of them being broken down, there are a few useful items and artifacts which I would like to show to you, alongside visiting the library, which harbors many ancient grimoires containing powerful spells and even sealed demons left there by Master Ainz, perhaps you could grow stronger by devouring them?" asked Belphegor.
"Devouring books, sounds interesting," said Chaos.
"Eh?! No, I meant the demons! But… well, if you want to devour books, I am not stopping you," said Belphegor.
"Very well then, show me the library, after that we can see other facilities," said Chaos.
"A pleasure my lord!" said Belphegor, as Chaos quickly dismissed everyone else to go back to their usual duties, it seems that the little servants left were worried about Chaos' future, but they seemed filled with more energy now that they had a new master to serve. After all, all these servants were made or summoned to serve someone and accomplish a purpose, and finally having a master again meant that they would be able to finally accomplish a purpose once more.
Chaos walked into the library, an enormous place filled with tall shelves and many colorful books, he felt a few essences within them…
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