MMORPG : Rebirth Of The Strongest Vampire God Chapter 3 A Fated Encounter

Hazriel decided to remain several thousand kilometers distant for caution, preventing any unwanted meddling.

She had recognized the danger involved, yet with the awaited moment finally arriving and the werewolves having shredded Max into pieces, she understood that reaching him promptly would require ripping through Earth's atmosphere.

Transporting via space bending was an option, but such distortion might alert another tier 6 entity to the disturbance and draw attention to this occurrence. Still, the Milky Way's distance from the dark lands left her unperturbed.

Prior to arrival, Hazriel expanded the time flow surrounding Max's soul, granting those vital additional seconds to access his lifeless form and rebuild it.

For the deceased Max, this expanded time flow resembled a vivid recollection from his childhood days.

Once as a boy, he had accidentally bumped a table holding a ceramic vase, a cherished heirloom passed down through the Rajput lineage. The table wobbled, and he gazed upward at the vase wobbling precariously on the brink. That instant appeared to elongate, an eternal snapshot frozen in time until the vase finally tipped over.

Initially, Max believed a similar phenomenon was unfolding. The surroundings seemed halted, as if time had extended anew. Though only boundless darkness shrouded him at first, a golden radiance soon wrapped around him, and within that glow, fragments of the world started shifting.

The dismembered parts of his corpse scattered over the gore-streaked ground, collecting blood while tumbling, rebounding from the dining table and heading toward his torso.

His legs glided across the surface, as if his crimson blood had transformed into a stretchy cord yanking his remains into unity. Dread constricted his torso, and he attempted to resist, yet astonishingly, not a single muscle obeyed, nor could he even flutter his eyelids.

No portion of himself heeded his commands, forcing him to observe helplessly as his tissues reassembled.

The agony was intense, like his blood turning into scalding oil, with a distressing wriggle beneath his ribs as sinews and skeleton reformed.

Throughout, the golden luminescence intensified steadily.

Max sensed his form remade as his soul returned to his flesh, and he instantly wheezed for breath while dropping to his knees.

Max anticipated excruciating torment in his body, since the instants preceding his demise had been the worst pain he ever endured, but to his astonishment, no discomfort lingered anywhere.

Upon lifting his gaze, Max beheld a figure bathed in golden light, gently lowering from the nocturnal heavens via the massive breach in his ceiling, leaving him momentarily mute.

The instant his eyes met hers, he recognized her as a celestial angel, evident from her luminous white wings and gleaming silver armor. Yet, that wasn't her most captivating feature.

In Max's view, she embodied ultimate beauty, a godly entity surpassing flawlessness, possessing flawless unmarred skin and an ideal physique that avoided extremes—not overly tall or short, not excessively curvaceous or slender, not too fair or bronzed, simply impeccable.

Her gaze held warmth, yet her demeanor remained icy, a contrast that twisted Max's renewed heart with sorrow as he observed her elegantly touching down before him.

Max was convinced he remained deceased and that angels had come to lead his remains to paradise. A foolish grin spread across his face as he shut his eyes, prepared for escort to heaven by such a stunning guide.

Observing Max's expression blending lechery and arrogance, Hazriel furrowed her brow slightly before shaking her head and stating, "Max Rajput, I am Hazriel, and I've come to settle the obligation the angel race holds toward your elder brother, Rudra Rajput.

If you agree, I'll transport you back to one day prior to 'Sigma's launch, allowing you to relive your existence as a time regressor.

Do you consent?".

Max's mouth opened and shut repeatedly as the truth of the scenario gradually permeated his thoughts.

This angel had rescued him solely due to his sibling, and now they proposed granting him another opportunity at life.

After some pause, Max inquired, "What if I decline?"

Max harbored no true intent to reject, but he sought to confirm if choice was available or if superior forces compelled him.

Hazriel lifted her shoulders indifferently and replied, "I'll depart after erasing your recollections of this meeting. Rescuing your life would fulfill the debt owed to Rudra Rajput."

Max's pounding heart accelerated further upon hearing this, a torrent of feelings flooding within. He had been worthless throughout his days, yet now an opportunity to redo and revive his life presented itself!

At last, he could correct every mistake he had committed….

The foggy look in his eyes shifted to resolute determination as he regarded Hazriel and declared, "I'm ready."

For an instant, even Hazriel was touched by the resolve in Max's gaze, a flicker of sentiment crossing her stoic features before it vanished, and she continued, "I'll grant you one additional boon before reverting time, revealing how you might alter your destiny and that of your world this time.

I possess full knowledge of your mana deficiency, your previous existence, and the fate threads entwining you.

Max inclined his head profoundly before Hazriel, overwhelmed by this angel's generosity, vowing inwardly to reciprocate her benevolence if he ever gained the strength.

However, a single term from Hazriel ignited countless queries in his mind, prompting him to ask, "Alter my fate and also that of my planet?"

Hazriel affirmed with a nod, then gestured with her hand to display a scene of his brother overtaken by insanity from Max's demise.

Hazriel explained, "After your passing and the kidnapping of his offspring, Rudra Rajput discards his inherent compassion, evolving into a galaxy annihilator.

Within the ensuing two years, he eradicates 17 werewolf-populated worlds and obliterates two galaxies before succumbing to the demon sovereign.

Post his demise, the Milky Way and Earth fall to the dark powers."

Max's chest constricted hearing this; among all he had harmed in his former life, his brother suffered the gravest injury, and he recognized that in this self-serving realm, only his brother loved him without condition.

Hazriel proceeded, "Regardless of the timeline examined, Earth crumbles following Rudra Rajput's death, whether you survive or perish. Lacking him, this world and humanity prove utterly feeble.

Merely by emerging as a formidable support exceeding your brother will you avert Earth's inevitable doom."

Max faltered in his words, "H-How might I achieve it? How to reshape this destiny?"

Hazriel responded, "The chances of you reshaping this destiny remain exceedingly slim. Among one hundred million possible paths, success appears in just one."

Max experienced a shock like immersion in icy water, grasping the immense difficulty and improbability of overturning his foreordained path.

Hazriel went on, "Yet, in every path where you excel sufficiently and attain your objective, three elements prove pivotal to your triumph.

I'll reveal these three scenes, and afterward, you'll be reborn into the past, rendering this existence a mere reminiscence."

Max abruptly yelled, "NO WAIT!".

Hazriel appeared surprised, her eyes flaring slightly.

Max met her gaze, a profound flush coloring his face as he uttered, "How can I reach you once more? Will you overlook me in another timeline? I desire to return your favor when capable."

Hazriel suppressed an urge to chuckle aloud, maintaining her external composure despite inner amusement.

She deemed Max's demeanor utterly endearing and charming, yet concealed it. Thus, with a neutral expression, she tossed him a pendant.

"Bearing this, regardless of the timeline, I'll recognize you as one of my selected."

Max examined the sleek green pendant shaped like a two-winged angel and pressed a prolonged kiss to it before securing it around his neck.

This time, a faint smile curved Hazriel's lips as she spoke in an apparently cheerful manner, "See you on the other side."

A dazzling golden brilliance enveloped Max's form as his consciousness received three visions.

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[ VISION ONE ] : Max envisioned a girl dashing through shadowy lanes, gripping two bloodied daggers, her amber eyes blazing with lethal intent.

A voice then murmured in his thoughts, " Save her ".

[ VISION TWO ]: Max witnessed a deity engulfed in fiery oceans, tearing a planet asunder from its center with his inferno.

Max then observed the identical deity years afterward, slain by his fellow kin. His essence coalescing into a armament that shattered into three fragments, dispersing across the cosmos.

The voice indicated the three fragments and instructed, " Obtain it ".

[ VISION THREE ]: Max beheld himself upon a throne, eyes glowing Red Azure, skin pallid and ghostly.

Upon smiling, he revealed the distinct fangs of vampires, as a thousand tier 5 vampires prostrated in allegiance before him.

Their unified chant proclaimed, " Long live the king".

As the three visions concluded, Max snapped alert, discovering himself in his former bed, returned to his 17-year-old body, with the green winged pendant around his neck serving as the sole proof and recollection of his prior life.

Max had achieved rebirth anew!

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///A/N - This chapter of the book is a homage to Unsouled by Will Wight, do check that book out if you liked it///