Chapter 1 - The Birth of Lilith Everhart

Lilith

I woke up wondering for a moment if I just had a bad dream. No, no I didn’t. I’m in what looks like a run down cabin. It’s daylight. I can hear the gentle pitter patter of rain outside. I try to sit up, I realize my body feels different than I’m used to. Looking at my hands and arms, they’re much paler than my skin used to be. Thankfully they’re still thinner and more delicate looking. My nails seem beautifully done, although more pointy than I’m used to.

As I contemplate myself in this new location, still not completely sure if this is just a weird horrible nightmare. Though the fact I’m wondering if it’s a dream stokes the dread that it’s not. I’ve never questioned a dream from within, that I can remember. Suddenly my contemplation was interrupted, and I nearly screamed at the voice that sounded at first as if it was right next to me.

“Welcome, New User. Please complete registration.” the beautiful soothing voice I could only imagine as a goddess spoke in my head as if I was listening to it through headphones. As I comprehended the words, what felt like an Augmented Reality overlay appeared before me. It looked like a mixture of a paperwork form and a status screen.

Name: _Not Set - Enter a Name___

Race:  Vampiric Succubus [Cambion]

Grade: Lesser

Gender: Female+

Age [Chronological | Apparent]: Less than 1 hour | 23 years

Unique Abilities: Ruler of Blood; Ruler of Lust; Perfect Shapeshift; Inherent Weakness Negation; Internet Search; Experience Bonus;

Abilities: Lesser Immortality; Indomitable Will; Greater Essence of Mana; Bloodsucking; Lustful Charm; Lesser Telepathy; Enhanced Seduction; Lesser Puppet Master;

Stat Distribution:

-42 of 60 Points Remaining [Stat Points Locked]

Strength 15

Stamina 20

Intelligence 20

Wisdom 8

Charisma 24

Luck 15

Class(es): __None - Select (1)__

Additional classes can be acquired later.

Spells: __None Available - Class Selection Required__

Looking at the sheet I had memories spending far too long creating characters and worried I might find myself stuck in indecision. Thinking for a moment, I decided to carefully consider my options but if I can’t choose I need to just pick one and move on.

As I started reading it, I felt filled with joy and relief, but also confusion at the Gender tag. I’m beyond happy it’s Female, but what is the plus for? Apprehensively I reached down to my crotch to confirm the absence of the monster, and relief that ‘he’ is indeed gone.

Not that I entirely hated it in principle, but in so many ways it felt like a monster I had to hide from others and try to tolerate as long as I was forced to live with it. I don’t think you’ll be missed. Sorry.

I look back at my Race, I don’t recognize the one word, Cambion, but I do understand ‘Vampiric Succubus’ well enough. Heh.. heh heh heh. This might be fun? I think. I find it interesting how Age is split, it’s tracking my time in this world but it’s also added my age from the other world onto the apparent age. I wonder if I’ll look 23 forever or if I’ll grow older?

Sigh, Name.. I need a name. I don’t want to use my old name anymore. I’m happy it was unisex but I want a new name for my new life.

Pondering over things for a while I come up with a somewhat fantasy sounding name that I feel happy with. Hopefully I can change it later though if I want, I’d hate to be locked in for eternity. I wonder if they’ll charge $10 or something like a game I used to play? Who though? Who would I even pay?! So many questions, really I don’t know how I am taking this so calmly. I know so little. But what choice do I have but to move forward and do what seems apparent for now? Dangle the carrot for me, I have no choice but to follow! ...for now!

Name.. name.. Ok.. here goes, my first attempt to edit the form. ‘Lilith Everhart’!

I watch as the once black space solidifies into text with my input.

{Name: Lilith Everhart}

I jump for joy a little in my heart. Not how I expected it but I got a name change! I skip past the other text to avoid distraction for the moment and focus on the next empty field. Class. Fuck. This will take a while, won’t it?

As I think about the classes a list expands before me with more names than I dare count! Is this for real?! Does everyone do this?! Half of these feel made up! I wonder if I can filter by type.. Or.. something? I- think I’ll probably have a hard time around people for a while so I wonder what kinds of stealth classes there are?

I try to focus on the idea of stealth. The list shortens by quite a bit. Ugh, I’m not sure if I want to take the cliché seeming options like Rogue, Assassin, Thief. As I look through them they all seem like derivatives of each other more or less.

Hmm, ‘Rogue, Thief, Burglar, Assassin, Ninja, Shadow, Nightblade, Scout, Spy.’ There’s more but they seem less and less related, like ‘Pirate’? And- ‘Bandit’, and... ‘Acrobat’?! “Hey, are you using Bing for your class search instead of Google?” I ask it rhetorically in my head.

I focus on Nightblade, as if I’m trying to see more detail in something. It seems to work.

{Nightblade - [Derivative of Rogue—>Shadow] Rogue-type specializing in magic or powers that augment their stealth, usually involving black magic or veiled attributes.}

Interesting. Seems a bit fitting. I decide to look over the others briefly, none of them tickle my fancy as much as Nightblade. Call me basic, but I think it sounds cooler than the others. I decide to try and take a closer look at ‘Black Magic’ and ‘Veiled Attributes’.

{Black Magic - Typically, the use of supernatural powers or magic for selfish or malicious purposes. While neither are required, and benefits can be bestowed on others, normally any benefit requires an expense elsewhere. Fundamentally, it involves a transfer of power.}

Well.. ‘transfer of power’ sounds a lot like something a ‘Vampiric Succubus’ would do. I wonder how that’s going to even work? Will I need to feed on blood? Or have Sex? Or both? Oh shit, am I going to have trouble with daylight? As I ponder that, another skill explanation appears.

{Inherent Weakness Negation - [Unique Skill | Divine Providence] Negates weaknesses inherent to the owner’s Race and Origin. Current Effects: Removal of (Ultraviolet Weakness II), (Vampiric Bloodlust VI), (Exclusive Sustenance: Blood, Spirit Essence). Reduction of (Blood Hunger III) by 80%, (Insatiable Lust II) by 50%. Additional Effects are currently HIDDEN.}

As I examine the information, I can’t help but notice it mentions ‘Ultraviolet’ specifically and not ‘Sunlight’. Bloodlust sounds a bit scary, and it’s rank 6? The next item makes me very happy, because it means I can enjoy food! Maybe I could have anyway, but it seems I won’t starve without blood or... spirit essence? That must be the succubus part. Big OOF. ‘Reduction’ not ‘Removal’ for lust and craving blood.

Well I guess I can’t be totally OP. I suppose those are part of the experience anyway. ‘Hopefully Optimistic! Yeaaaah..!’ That last bit though... hidden. Don’t like that.

Oh damn, right, I was picking my class, see I knew this would happen. Character Creation is my greatest weakness, you failed to negate it! ‘Toootaaaally Useless skill.’ —Not really please don’t take it away. 

Alright. FOCUS. Nightblade! Or I’ll be here for eternity.

{Class: NightBlade}

Ok, now— wait, what?!

{Spells: __None Available - Training Required__}

Then why even have me bother right now?! Stupid.. System? Or whatever you are. I’m done, I’ve spent too much time on this, I’ll look over the rest later. I massage my temples with my fingers to try and relieve the stress. After I stop and open my eyes, I begin to take in my surroundings in earnest.

It looks like I’m in a run down but well furnished cabin. I stand up from the bed I was laying on and am startled by a loud creak resulting in a small jump forward. It looks to be daylight outside, maybe overcast? The room was filled with furniture, notably a dresser, wardrobe, and full length mirror.

I walk up to the mirror, curious if I’ll even have a reflection. Seems I do. I never really liked that bit of ‘vampire lore’ anyway. I hope to Go— Izanami, that I’m not sparkly in sunlight or I’m demanding a refund!

I look at myself in the mirror. I look rather... normal, aside from red eyes and white hair.

I must say this purple and black fancy outfit is pretty nice, Izanami has a decent fashion sense. ‘Thanks Izanami.’ If she can even hear my... ‘prayer’?

I wonder if I have fangs, claws, wings, horns, any of the stuff vampires of succubi are supposed to? I look at myself in the mirror and smile while concentrating on fangs. After a moment they pop out and I feel like I have two straws in my mouth and an instinct to suck, but all I get is air.

Let’s see.. I focus on my forehead as my fangs retract. I feel a slight tingling in my forehead but nothing seems to happen. I think for a moment what my horns would look like and try to concentrate again.

“Woah!” I blurt out loud as two lumps appear on my forehead and shape themselves into /exactly/ what I had imagined. That seems... unexpected. I decide to look at my uh, ‘character sheet’?, again.

Wow, I did not pay attention to these.

{Unique Abilities: Ruler of Blood; Ruler of Lust; Perfect Shapeshift; Inherent Weakness Negation; Internet Search; Experience Bonus;}

Ruler of Blood, and Lust? Even more interesting, Perfect Shapeshift. I concentrate on it for more details.

{Perfect Shapeshift - [Unique Skill | Divine Providence] Allows a complete remodeling of one’s body to any form physically possible, with flawless accuracy that cannot be detected by any means to non Divinity. Note: Body Mass does not change from this skill, only density. Use caution with extremely small or large volume changes. Mass alterations through other means will apply to this ability.}

Oh. Ooh. OOOOOH! I look back in the mirror and slowly run my finger along one of my new horns. I think for a moment and picture myself without the horns but with black feathered wings. I watch in the mirror as they manifest, somehow molding my clothing around them rather than ripping it. Lucky, I forgot about that issue.

I could have done bat-like wings but that seems a little cliché, not that clichés are inherently bad, I just want to be a little different right now ok? Nothing wrong with that. I try to convince myself. I flap my wings gently to reassure myself. Nice. I curl them inward so that I can touch them with my hands, the feathers are as soft as I had imagined. Mmmm.. these could double as a blanket, ~so cozy. Hehe.

I can’t help but giggle a bit out loud. I notice I have a big cheesy grin in the mirror. Come on Tay— Lil— ith... Lilith. I look at myself with a serious expression for the first time. 

“I’m really dead— On earth anyway.” My vision suddenly begins to get blurrier and blurrier and I slump down onto my knees sobbing uncontrollably. It really fucking happened. They really fucking murdered me. I’ll never see anyone I knew again. “I- I- ah— died  ...gah—  huuuuuuaah!”

I sobbed until I fell asleep. It’s night time now. I can still see pretty clearly, as I stare at myself in the mirror, curled up into a ball surrounded by my soft black feathery wings. I caress them lightly while staring into my own eyes in the mirror.

I stayed like that for a while, I don’t know how long. It was still night when I finally got up and sat on the bed again. I take a deep breath and slowly exhale. And again, and again. And— sunlight? How long did I sit here? No idea. Time feels pointless. Pointless, everything, all of it.

I feel pointless. I let myself fall backward onto the bed. There’s another loud creak but I don’t really give a damn. About anything. I— why? What am I doing?

*SLAP*

I slap my face as hard as I can. *SLAP* again.

“This— 

(...)

(...)

...is real.”

I sit up sharply and in one fluid motion continue forward off the bed careening into the mirror claws first with enough force to not just shatter it but explode it. I find myself sitting on the floor in the corner of the room covered in chunks of glass, tiny cuts leaking blood spotting my body.

I hold up my hand and look at it, front and back. I watch the blood slowly run across it and drip onto the floor. Drip. Drip. Drip. I sling my arm sideways with so much force all the glass chunks fly away from me like shrapnel from an explosion.

Standing up, ignoring the glass and debris. I swiftly make my way out of the room and find the exit to the cabin. No one seems to be around but I don’t really look very thoroughly. Instead I jump with all my might, ejecting all the glass from my body with the force. I spread my wings and fly higher and higher single mindedly. 

After some time I reason I must be as high as jumbo jets flew on earth. And I stop flying, and just let go. I fall. The wind buffets my body relentlessly and my wings twist and flap from the force in ways that would be unnatural, if not deadly for a bird.

After a couple minutes that feel like an eternity, I approach the forest again extremely rapidly. I extend my wings straight out with all my might and pull into a glide. Except... I don’t really know how to fly beyond instinct. I do level out.. mostly, right into a bunch of trees.

I crash through trunk after trunk, tearing through untold tree branches, before I finally come to a stop. Somehow I’m not only alive, but only moderately injured. Bloody as hell though. I look at my arms and legs and imagine I must resemble ‘Carrie’ from that Stephen King movie.

*cough* *hack* *cough* I expel some blood and... leaves, from my throat.

I let out a deep *sigh* and slowly stand up. I can feel the wounds slowly closing up. I don’t recall seeing anything like an HP meter. I wonder how injury and healing and all that work here. So far I seem to heal rather quickly. Wonder if I’ll need to eat soon to continue to heal.

I slowly trudged in the direction I think I saw a river, during my fall. I feel so... I’m not sure. Sad? Angry? Depressed? Regretful? Vengeful? Somehow it’s all topped with a twinge of happiness. I finally feel ok in my body. I don’t feel like a round peg in a square hole anymore.

After longer than I’d have liked I finally reached the river. I don’t even bother to remove my clothes, I just walk into the water, it’s shallow, barely reaching my thighs. The water moves along lazily, carrying wisps of blood away from me as my legs slowly start to become cleaner.

I watched the blood for a short time before crouching down into the water, I managed to get about to my shoulders without too much effort. I wrap my arms around my knees and pull my wings in to cover my body and close my eyes and get absorbed into the feeling of the water and the sounds of the river.

*FWIP*

 “GAAH!” Pain, sharp pain! I jump up and spread my wings, wincing as I realize my right wing is impaled by a rather large arrow. *poof* What the— “SHIT! FIRE! I’M ON FIRE!” The large arrow popped like a firework and erupted in flaming oil. I try to dive into the water but it’s too shallow to fully submerge in and the flaming oil is covering the surface of the water.

Freesia.Cutepearl

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