My Vampire Harem Will Dominate Everything

As the convoy drove out of the Crossroads, the Matten coven breathed a sigh of relief.

Conversation filled the air as the women reminisced about their journey over the last six months.

Anyone listening in would be able to recognize the mix of exhaustion and nostalgia in their voices. After months of hiding from the exact nation they were inside, becoming the top dog in another nation did feel like a just reward.

They were finally moving forward.

"I still can't believe how far we've come." Olivia murmured, her fingers resting on her swollen belly. "From a small coven created to appease a greedy Count to securing a place as royalty in the Monarchy."

Red chuckled from behind the wheel. "Yeah, and somehow, we didn't kill each other in the process. Especially in the last six months. I'd say that's an achievement."

Olivia laughed softly. "Honestly, I was convinced that at some point, we'd snap from all the stress and end up at each other's throats. But we stuck together. Even when things got… dark."

Gen, who sat in the back with Olivia, her body floating a millimeter off the seat even though she was trying to sit in it, spoke.

"I still have so many questions." She admitted. "What exactly happened in those six months? I've only gotten bits and pieces."

Red smirked, her eyes never leaving the road. "You'll get the full story eventually, Gen. But let's just say we got really good at running, fighting, and scheming. At this point, I'd say there's no sixth ringed vampire stronger than Ezra even if they're about to ascend."

It had been interesting for them to learn that power and ascension was widely different from the sixth ring upwards.

It is commonly said that godhood began in the sixth ring and they could all see it. When ascending in the lower rings, a vampire would get weaker in preparation for ascension before ascending to become stronger.

But in the higher rings, the vampires kept getting stronger.

There was no temporary weakness before ascension. Instead, one grows stronger the closer one gets to the next ring and after ascension, receives a big boost.

Even among the higher rings, there were differences in power.

Olivia spoke in response to Red's words. "We faced a lot. And we lost a lot, too. There were nights I didn't think we'd make it. But somehow, we always did."

Gen looked between them with sorrow and admiration written on her face. "I hate that you had to go through all of that. I hate that I wasn't there with you."

Ezra, sitting in the passenger seat, listened quietly, absorbing their words.

He appreciated these moments. Ones that reminded him of what they had built together.

It had been a grueling journey, but they had survived, and now they were heading toward something new.

"You're here now." Ezra finally said. "No need for regrets."

Before Gen could respond, Ezra stiffened slightly. Find more to read on My Virtual Library Empire

His Aura had just detected something, a presence entering its range. He expanded his senses, filtering through the vitality floating in the air until he pinpointed the source.

A mutant and a human girl, traveling in a car behind them.

Ezra focused, listening in on their conversation. The guy, who was driving, was speaking animatedly with the woman in the passenger's seat.

"Babe, I abandoned that exorcism for this." He muttered. "I can't see it, but I know that ghost is with them. I can feel it. I want it."

The girl, who had to be his girlfriend, sighed, shaking her head. "And what exactly do you plan to do, Tom? You said it yourself. The whole convoy is filled with mutants. You know what that means. Why not just let this go?"

Tom's expression darkened, his grip tightening on the wheel. "I don't care about their organization. They might have power now, but if I claim that ghost's energy, I'll be stronger. They won't matter."

His girlfriend scoffed, crossing her arms. "And you think you'll just waltz in, steal whatever it is you think you're going to steal, and walk away alive? This isn't some rogue ghost haunting an abandoned house, Tom. These people are dangerous."

"You saw their security. They had to be a gang that existed before the mutants started appearing and now, they're filled with mutants. That's the kind of power that wasn't built in a day."

Tom's knuckles whitened as he tightened his grip on the steering wheel. "That's exactly why I have to do this. You don't understand. Power is shifting in the world. If I don't take every opportunity to grow stronger, I'll be left behind. And I refuse to be weak."

His girlfriend exhaled, rubbing her temples. "Tom, listen to yourself. You sound obsessed. What if this goes wrong? What if-"

"It won't." Tom interrupted. "I've felt this before. This presence… it's strong. If I can claim it, I'll be unstoppable."

Ezra chuckled at what he was hearing. The arrogance was almost amusing. He adjusted his position in the seat, his voice calm as he spoke to the others in the car.

"We have a problem." He said, drawing their attention. "Well, it's not really a problem."

"What's wrong?" Red asked in concern.

"There's a mutant tailing us." Ezra said. "His name is Tom and his ability is related to ghosts. He abandoned an exorcism to follow us and is convinced that Gen is here. He can't see her, but he can feel her presence."

Gen's eyes widened. "Wait. What does he want to do?"

"Absorb you." Ezra answered. "Or at least, the power you have."

Red cursed under her breath. "And let me guess, he's not the type to just give up."

Ezra nodded. "No, but that's not the interesting part." He smirked, his fingers tapping idly against the dashboard. "Tom has just brought me one of the ingredients I need to give Gen a body."

"His soul."

There was silence in the car as everybody processed what Ezra just said.

Genesis's translucent body flickered slightly as Olivia exhaled sharply. "You mean…"

Ezra nodded. "We were looking for a way to bring her back, weren't we? It seems fate has just delivered a solution right to us."

Genesis looked between them all before she turned to Ezra. "And what exactly does that mean for Tom?"

"It means he gets to be useful." Ezra responded. "Whether he likes it or not."