Vampire God in the Apocalypse

It was morning already. The entire refuge city had begun to adapt to the new people who had arrived at the camp.

Dexter walked through the streets, seeing children playing around and women washing clothes. He couldn't help but smile.

They were indeed rebuilding Earth.

"Hm?" He looked around a corner to see Rameses playing with some children and chickens that were still normal.

He couldn't help but chuckle at this and just stood by the side, watching them.

"Big brother, you're going to be the one looking for us now!" The kids jumped happily, and Rameses couldn't help but give in.

They played a game of hide and seek for a few minutes, and Dexter couldn't help but feel like he should join in.

'Hmm... Just this once. It wouldn't hurt, right?' he thought with a smile and walked into the place.

"Hey, mind if I join in?" he said with a smile, and Rameses frowned when he saw that it was the leader of the vampires.

The children saw his frown and became wary of Dexter.

"Oh, calm down. We're only playing a game. Besides, I have much more control than you think." Dexter smiled subtly as he picked up a chicken from the ground and showed them.

The kids slowly came from behind Rameses, and he couldn't help but relax a bit.

"Hey, Uncle, what's your name?" One of the children tugged at his trousers.

"Dexter."

"Hm... Uncle Dexter looks more handsome than Big Brother," one of the kids said playfully, and Rameses couldn't help but laugh, scratching the back of his head.

"So what do you guys say? Me and Big Brother will find you." Dexter said, and the kids joyfully ran around.

He had to shake his head as he was reminded of Lily, too.

'She should still be like this. But now...' he remembered how she fought against deadly and powerful creatures all the time, growing stronger every day.

"Hm?" Rameses raised a brow as he saw Dexter spacing out, and he tapped on his shoulder.

"A– ah. Sorry, I got lost in thought for a second," Dexter said, and Rameses couldn't help but frown and move towards Dexter's ear.

They both counted down to ten and soon began to look for the children around the building they were in.

Dexter could see where all of them were within the building with his red vision, seeing their blood signatures around the place.

And so he began to bring them out one by one.

...

After more than an hour of playing with the children, Dexter and Rameses stood outside the place, and Rameses couldn't help but look at Dexter again.

"Hm. I thought all vampires just crave blood... Seems like I was wrong," he said, and Dexter smiled.

"No, we do crave it. The one you had an encounter with was probably new, or they don't care about anything," he said, and Rameses couldn't help but shake his head.

"You're really a weird one."

Dexter only took that as a compliment and started walking away.

"So why do you come here sometimes? I could tell something was on your mind, or you just like to be around naive children," Dexter said, and Rameses couldn't help but look up as they both walked along a path.

"They remind me of my younger sister. She's currently in a sick bed. Apparently, her sickness is very bad..." he said, and Dexter noticed his eyes dimming for a bit.

"Hm... Have you tried supernatural cures?" Dexter asked him, and he raised a brow.

"The witches say that there's no cure for what's wrong with her. They also said something about being kissed by a lich."

The more Rameses spoke, the dimmer his voice became. Dexter could feel that he really did want his sister to survive this illness.

"Every day... I just wish for her to survive the next. She... She's the only one I have left," he said, and Dexter didn't say anything, only listening to him.

"Have you tried using vampire blood?" Dexter said as he stopped walking, and Rameses looked back at him with a frown as he heard it.

"But what if she becomes a vampire?" he asked, his mood sinking.

"What if this, what if that. Don't worry about other things. To you, all that should matter is your sister's survival.

It doesn't matter whether any form she takes—witch, chimera, vampire—she'll still be your sister," Dexter said to him and then started walking away.

Rameses' eyes widened as he listened to what Dexter said to him.

'The only thing that matters... should be...' he thought hard about it.

He could see flashes of a vampire ripping apart people, and he shook his head. He frowned as he looked around, seeing that Dexter had already left the area, and then he headed towards the hospital in the place.

He walked for over twenty minutes, spending every second thinking about what Dexter had said to him.

He entered one of the rooms in the building to see a little girl lying on a bed. She looked to be about four feet tall, with black markings covering almost all parts of her chocolate skin.

Her grey-colored eyes fluttered open weakly, and she groaned as she stretched her hand towards her brother.

Rameses caught her hand in his and stayed by her side for a while.

"Brother... The nurses told me that I don't have much time. What does it mean?" The words came out of the little girl's mouth, and Rameses couldn't help but grit his teeth in anger.

"There's still time. There's still plenty of time. I'll find the cure, even if it's the last thing I do." His body trembled, and his sister couldn't help but put a hand on his face, raising his face to look at her.

She only smiled at him reassuringly.

"I'll be waiting, brother," she said to him. He felt calmer with her words, then frowned and walked out of the room.

He had a single resolve now. No matter the reason, she must survive. Flair must...