The sun was setting on the slums of Seinfeld City, and a cool breeze blew past the hair of a young boy. He was perched on the edge of a two-story building, which was crudely built from timber and wattle.
The roof was made from thatch so it couldn’t support much weight. Alfred sat on a support beam at the edge of the roof.
He marveled at the architecture of this world, it took dedication to build these homes. The shaping of stone was difficult and expensive, therefore stones were used sparingly. They were mostly placed at the corners of buildings and around windows or door openings.
Bricks were also very costly and were nowhere to be found in the slums, they were only used in buildings for the rich.
Alfred stared at the great wall off in the distance, he reached into his pouch and grabbed the last meat bun.
‘That must be the border.’ he thought as he munched on.
The border wall was high and covered the distance, it wasn’t a perfect circle however it did connect the entire perimeter of the city.
Due to this, parts of the slums were dark during sunrise and sunset. The slums covered about 35% of the city and it encircled the inner city in an unbroken ring.
There was another border that separated the middle class from the slums. However, it was significantly smaller and had many gates and entrances, the city border only had 4.
‘These people sure do like building walls.’ Alfred snickered to himself, it reminded him of a particular president from his past world.
When he took his last bite a notification window appeared.
[Quest Completed: Eat a full meal.
+ 5XP, Vitality +1]
[Level Up, All Stats + 1]
Instantly Alfred felt stronger and his skin began to look clear, in one day he managed to change his presence entirely.
‘Stats!’ he called out in his mind.
[Name: Alfred
Species: Dhampir
Level: 3 (XP: 0/20)
Health: 30HP
Mana: 15MP
Shakti: 20SP
Strength: 10
Agility: 7
Speed: 7
Defense: 7
Vitality: 10
Charm: 7]
The noticeable change in him was from Vitality and Strength attributes both reaching 10 points.
Alfred felt the change and smiled, he was no longer upset about his transmigration. All the possibilities and feats he could achieve started running through his mind.
‘If I was able to get that far in my previous life with just my intellect, how much further can I go in this world?’ he stroked his chin with a smile.
Alfred decided to set his priorities straight, a seed of ambition had already been implanted in him to conquer this world. However, he needed to set smaller aims to achieve his greater goal.
Alfred decided to first find out more about this city, and also find out more about Vampires. Information was his Main objective.
If the memories of Henri were to be trusted, then Alfred's existence was a crime in Seinfeld. If he was found, he would be executed without trial.
‘Maybe Vampires are more welcoming?’ he thought.
‘If that’s the case, I need to find a way into Vampire territory.’
Alfred had no qualms with being the sworn enemy of his previous race, he was now a Dhampir. It was a matter of survival. He would rather fight for the party that welcomed his existence, rather than the one who wanted him dead.
Alfred jumped off the beam and swiftly landed on the ground. Normally he would never try this considering the height, however, he wanted to test his new and improved stats.
*thud*
Alfred landed on the ground in a crouched position, he felt the energy in his body. It felt like he was a teen again.
‘I need to find a place to sleep tonight.’
Although the boy was used to sleeping with dogs, Alfred was not. He wanted to sleep in a warm bed after taking a hot shower.
There was no such thing in the slums, he knew he couldn’t just wander into the inner city at all because the guards would stop him.
If Alfred got caught he didn’t want to know what would happen, he could only enter the inner city when he found a way past the testing stations.
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Ratlid's memories helped inform him of where the best place to sleep was; the boss's house, which was considered luxurious in the slums.
The boss had many maids that attended to the fireplace to keep his house warm, they even warmed his bed with their bodies.
‘What a show-off, there are more efficient ways to warm a bed.’ Alfred grumbled to himself as he remembered this detail.
He decided to take over the house and become the new boss but there was one problem, Ratlid’s boss was no pushover. He was the slum lord in this neighborhood and taxed the majority of the local businesses to build his network.
He had many guards, Ratlid was one of them. However, the boss himself was very strong. He knew two elementary spells which he used to rule the slums with a clenched fist.
There were rumors that he was a bastard child from a middle-class family and that he was backed by someone in the inner city.
Alfred did not like taking risks, but he wasn’t the type of person that hid in the shadows. When he had the power, he liked to exercise it. His newfound abilities added to his confidence.
The name of Ratlid’s boss was Guillaume Moulin, everyone just called him Boss G.
‘Time to take down Boss G!’ Alfred exclaimed to himself in excitement.
‘This time I’ll make sure to enjoy the women too.’ he licked his lips.
He stopped in his tracks and stood still when he remembered something.
‘AILA how old am I?’ he asked with a bated breath.
[The Carbon-14 Levels In Your Body Approximate Your Age To Be 8 Years-Old. The Planet Varcos And Earth Have Similar Day And Night Cycles, Days Are 5 seconds Longer Here.]
‘Tch, damn it.’ Alfred sighed and gritted his teeth, even if the women were willing, he wouldn’t be able to do anything with an 8-year-old’s body. ‘I’ll make sure to take out my anger on this so-called Boss G! How dare he indulge in a harem when I'm stuck in this body!’
Alfred continued back on his journey, the day had already lost most of its light. He decided to wait outside Boss g’s house until after dark. The plan was to attack him at his most vulnerable moment.
Alfred arrived shortly after, the house was slightly bigger than the homes in the neighborhood but was made of the same materials.
It was a large upgrade from Henri’s hut, he couldn’t help himself but be impressed at its size. He found an Alleyway opposite Boss G’s house and sat down next to a pile of rubbish.
People walking by assumed he was just another abandoned kid, they deliberately ignored him thinking he would ask for help.
Alfred kept rethinking his plan as he waited for his opportunity.
Boss G finally arrived at his home, followed by an entourage.
‘F***!’ His new environment had clearly affected him, there was no room for eloquent speech in Alfred’s new life.
Alfred knew he couldn’t take on that many people. He decided to wait a couple of hours to see if they would leave before giving up.
A party ensued shortly after, laughing and loud singing could be heard within minutes. Alfred assumed this was probably an after-party. Drunk guards worked in his favor so he continued being patient.
For 3 hours the men and women continued partying until it finally started to die down. The guest started leaving one by one.
Alfred was very perceptive, he already took count of the guests before they entered the boss’ home.
He continued to count as the guests left. After another hour, he was certain only the boss and the two guards sitting outside were left not including the maids and the whores.
He slowly stood up and walked straight towards the guards at the entrance.
“Hey there sirs, I need your help!” he walked up to the guards and spoke in the most adorable voice he could muster.
One of the guards looked up, he was a mess from all the drinking.
“F*** off kid, before I tear you to pieces,” he grumbled.
“But sir my mother needs help.” Alfred put on his puppy dog eyes.
“I said f*** off!” he threw a pebble near him at Alfred.
Alfred pretended to cry before laying his trap. He said, “But my mother,” *sniffle* “some scary men took all her clothes and she needs help!”
The guard's ears perched up, the Boss didn’t let them enjoy the women inside. They were trying to figure out how they could release their frustrations, now this boy had brought them a meal on a silver platter.
“And where is your mother?” the other guard spoke up.
“She’s right over there.” Alfred pointed to the alleyway he had come from. “Hurry she’s hurt and can’t get up!” He ran ahead without even waiting for the guards.
On cue, the guards stood up and followed him to the alleyway. If they could have seen Alfred’s face they would have thought twice about their actions.
The two guards were of average build, one was slightly taller than the other. They were both armed, the taller one; Lenny had a sword, and his shorter brother; Frank, had an ax.
Lenny was faster than Frank, he dashed out ahead of him and followed behind Alfred. ‘If I get to the boy's mother first then I get to have the first pickings,’ he thought as he smiled to himself.
Alfred was the first to arrive, he bolted in and hid behind the pile of rubbish he had set up. Lenny was right behind, he arrived and looked for the boy and his mother.
Frank arrived shortly after. “Where are they?” he asked
“I don’t know, the boy was right here and then just disappeared.”
They decided to walk further into the alleyway and search for his tracks.
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