Time can be manipulated, space can bend, worlds can be destroyed, and Gods can become illusions.

In the multiverse, there is one constant thing, and that is death. The ending that comes as one breathes their last.

It can be caused by many reasons, but the end result is always the same, one's breath would stop, and the mind would cease to function, the soul will disappear, and one will become a meat bag.

However, some beings do not breathe, but their brain functions as intended. Their heartbeats, and their blood flow, these beings are known as undead.

Unlike the living, these beings challenge the preconceived train of thought that death is the end, for these beings are the bringer of truths. They are a testament that death is not the end.

It was dead of the night, a being cloaked with darkness weaved through the trees of a scarlet forest. Her heart was beating, yet she does not breathe. Her mind functions, and yet she is not alive.

Dhampy cut around the forest with a collection of blood trailing behind. Every minute, her mana drains, but that is good.

On her tail was a wave of mindless daemons. They are beasts who seek flesh and blood to sustain their bodies and lives. Resembling that of a dog whose body had been set ablaze from the inside, these daemons were Fire Hounds.

Every being lives, they need to eat, and even someone like Dhampy, who's neither dead nor alive. also needs to eat, and her sustenance was quite simple, the elixir known as blood.

"Let me end this in one fell swoop."

Dhampy continued moving forth, and she took a tiny portion of blood from the trailing blood ball and activated her self-made skill, Multiple Blood Bullets. Simple in name and straightforward in its effect.

She twisted her body and turned around to meet the Hounds; she fired the Multiple Blood Bullets at her pursuer. Her aim was astute, hitting the parts where she needed to hit. The opened mouth, the opened eyes, and the unguarded nostrils were the targets that must be assaulted.

Kuwaa!

The Beasts wailed in pain, they fell to the ground one by one, and as they did, Dhampy simply gave the command, and three dark portals opened connected to the world she controls.

Skeleton Soldiers came out of the portals, their bones as white as pearl and as sturdy as steel. These skeletons were of a higher level; they belonged to daemons previously slain by Dhampy.

'Beasts are mindless creatures; they are unlike 'True Daemons' who think of their own desires and needs. These beings act on their instincts, and that instinct is telling them to kill me to survive. How pitiful.'

A life without a mind that's not considered alive but closer to being cattle or a puppet. As such, Dhampy used the sword on her right hand to draw an arc of blood as she joined in on the fray.

With a sword as elegant as the crane, Dhampy moved forth and slew her enemy.

She was unhesitant in doing so. Cruel and fierce had never left her name; she was a battle goddess who sought after the death of her opponent so she could live. In other words, she was no different than these beasts.

However, she had lived lives already and found a different path of living twice.

If before she wields it to sustain her own life and worth. Now, she wields her sword for others.

She was no longer the same person who's chained in a room waiting for orders.

Dhampy smiled as she claimed the head of an enemy. A final howl of death echoed from the last hound. She began draining the blood of the daemons and turned them to empty husks.

'This is a good haul.' She said, drinking the blood she had collected, 'My MP remained at 50% in this hunt, that is nice. I am getting used to moving more and more. Also, these hounds will become good rations for the others.'

These carcasses will be turned to dried rations after the Workers prepare them.

Even she knows not of this place other than it being a place of fire and blaze. Currently, their base cannot be moved as Sylva was still resting and another rests.

While they are incapable of large movements, they can at least map out the area to secure the perimeter, ensuring they will survive any and every possible attack.

Currently, Dhampy was the one leading the daemons together with Chief, for she was the oldest follower. Only now did she understand how much pressure Lilith was under when she was leading the group, and the situation then was much harsher.

'If only the HNP didn't break when the [Phoenix's Breath] descended.' She cursed the shitty event that happened three months prior when Lilith was injured as she was forced to protect her people and when Dhampy became nothing but a useless bystander, 'Humans, are you trying to take someone away from me again?'

Dhampy's past may have been connected to humans; her role was comparable to that of a protector. Though it had been a long time since she gave up sympathizing with humanity.

Though she was once human, she's more than prepared to kill them all. She had long abandoned her role as their protector. She's now a devote follower to Lilith, that if the time comes and her Boss orders her to end it all, Dhampy would gladly take her life.

But for now, she will offer her sword to Lilith, the leader of the daemons she takes under her wings. She'll be the only one Dhampy will ever call Boss.

~Bis sis, we are having trouble harvesting a Meat Dungeon Core; a Boss at LVL 60 appeared, the Young Werewolves cannot take them. We need backup. ~

~Luna, where is your sister? They should have arrived by now, correct?~

~She and Brother Killa seems to be interrogating a human; she used a lot of MP but, in return, managed to collect an HNP. Oh yeah, I contacted Chief earlier, and he said the Shadow Troops saw the humans gathering around the Village. ~

Dhampy suddenly had a headache.

~ At least they managed to get an HNP, unlike last time. Alright, I'm heading over. Oh yeah, if you have MP left, inform Sylva about the situation of the Village. Also, tell the Chief to get ready, have Eve notify the member of the Army about the situation in the Village, and get ready to respond. Don't lose contact with Chief. ~

~ I understand. ~

Thus, Dhampy left ready to assist Luna and the others.

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The world is neither cruel nor is it unfair. That's not its job.

Fate is the one that fucks you up.

In a world of darkness where everything is dark stood a little daemon. She carried a soft smile as she looked ahead into the infinite darkness.

"Now, what am I doing here, again? Am I dead or alive?"

Her voice was soft, almost imperceivably as it was devoured by the void. The darkness rumbled as she spoke, and as she did so, she heard an answer.

"You are dead~" the words echoed, "You can never go back~"

Lilith raised her head and asked, "Really?"

"Nah, I'm just fucking with you."

Letza descended from her realm... again, proving that her words about meeting again were true and the matter about being busy pure bullshit.