I Shall Cuck Everyone - Chapter 333: The Truth [part 2]

333 The Truth [part 2]

Hearing his words, I also let out a big sigh. The world is cruel. No matter how much you’d help them or risk your life in the past, they’ll point their fingers at you for just one mistake.

“I understand your pains now, and how you feel. However, I think what you are doing isn’t the best way to sort things out. By the way, can you tell me why you have a strong hatred towards the dhampirs?” I ask another question.

Derek looks at me, his eyes widening slightly as if he has been expecting this question. “Well, there has always been this prophecy going around that the dhampirs are going to be the doom of the vampires. They’ll be the ones to kill every last one of us, even though they are our sub-species. Just imagine a race with the vile personality of a human and the rugged body of a vampire. Plus, they don’t have any of our weaknesses!”

“When we had issues with the human race, the dhampirs and the humans collaborated to attack us and take our planet for themselves. If not for the peace treaty and the fear of going against me, I don’t know what might have happened. That’s why I vowed to myself not to let that type of thing happen again,” Derek explains to me.

“I see… So, what do you want to do now?” I finally ask after hearing the whole story, preparing myself for battle in case the worst is about to come. Hearing my question, Derek turns his back on me.

“I made a pact with the blood god that I should be completely free after completing a mission for him. I am not completely free yet, which is why I am unstable and doing some unnecessary things. The mission… Is to kill the protoss,” Derek lets out.

Hearing his words, my face turns dark. Just as I guessed, there must be a catch to his return.

“So, the blood god is not comfortable and he is hiding like a scaredy cat after learning about my reincarnation,” I say with a small chuckle. “Why did you even accept that pact, Dad?” I ask.

“To achieve my aim…. Since the pact was legit, I thought I should kill the protoss since he hasn’t acquired all his powers, and he is going to reincarnate anyway. Once I am completely free, I plan to kill the blood god with my own two hands since I have known his weaknesses,” Derek answers.

“So, are you going to kill me now?” I ask, contemplating if I should attack right now. However, I am feeling some kind of false hope that I am willing to hang on for some reason.

“Kill you… Of course, I won’t kill, son!” Derek exclaims, turning around in a jerk. Looking at his face, I see tears falling from it. “I have realized that I can’t bring myself to kill you even though you are the protoss. Plus, you are making your mom and sister happy,” Derek adds with a light smile.

“Haa~ that… Well… That’s true,” I reply in a low voice, rubbing the back of my head.

“However, I want you to make a promise to me. Promise me that you will wipe off all the dhampirs and kill them to the very last. After that, I want you to go after the blood god and kill him in the most brutal way, and his head should be preserved and placed on a pillar in the center of Gleloomes square,” Derek requests, looming into my eyes for an answer.

Swallowing, I decide to answer him as I deem fit.

“Everything you’ve said, Father, I promise to do except one… which is wiping out all the dhampirs. I have met a few dhampirs, and to be honest, some are really bad and some are nice. I almost died at the hands of a dhampir before I got my powers.”

“Since they’re part-human, part-vampire, there are going to be a lot of bad eggs around them that spread false beliefs. I learned that dhampirs don’t feel the urge to kill a vampire whenever they are around them. Their energy only rises, and they get temporary buffs when their aura collides with that of a vampire.”

“To me, they were meant to be soldiers. The most perfect and deadly weapons. Imagine going to war with 50,000 thousand dhampirs surrounded by 50,000 vampires too; they’ll gain an enormous amount of buffs to fight against the enemy.”

“However, for some reason, we were turned against each other by bad vampire leaders and the interference of the gods. They made the dhampirs believe that the urge they feel against us is the urge to kill…” I explain everything to Derek, and I watch him digest everything with his mouth wide open.

“So… You mean, the dhampirs were meant to be war soldiers because they usually get temporary buffs whenever they’re around vampires, especially strong ones?” Derek asks, still shocked.

“Yes, that is correct. Everything they told you is a lie. I had a plan to wipe out all the bad eggs when I become king or at least if someone close to me becomes one,” I answer.

“All my life has been a lie…. Why… Just why the heck did they lie to us?” Derek mutters, still confused for some reason.

“I have had enough. I think it’s pretty much better to just go back to my slumber and leave things in your hands. But I want you to make a promise to me…”

“What is that?”

“Promise you will bring Misty and her child to my tomb after you’ve recovered it from the blood god,” Derek says with a light smile.

“Oh shit… How did you know that she’s pregnant?” I ask, my face turning red slightly.

“Fufu, I got it from Intel. Now, I want you to strike me with your strongest attack. That’ll send me into my tomb since it’s not my complete figure that’s standing in front of you,” Derek requests, and I nod my head in response, unsheathing my sword.

“So, you have Excalibur with you… Good thing I didn’t fight against you. Once again, extend my greetings to Misty and Jill,” Derek requests again, closing his eyes as my sword glows with a red flashing light.

Taking a deep breath, I swing Excalibur with all my might, the red light enveloping Derek. As he disappears, a sense of emptiness lingers in the air.

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