Epic of Ice Dragon: Reborn As An Ice Dragon With A System

A massacre.

The child massacred the people furiously.

Rays of red light came from his body, piercing through the humans in front of him.

Their bodies flew into pieces, blood showering his body as he drank it all straight from their corpses.

The sweetness of blood made him happy, it made the suffering and the agony of existing go away.

He wanted more, and more, and more.

Without hesitating he ended massacring his entire village.

His parents died by being cut into pieces by slashes of blood magic, as he delighted himself into drinking their blood.

He traveled after that, as a small child covered on blankets devouring and drinking the blood of anything he found.

Eventually, after only a week of being born, his heart began beating faster, his veins popped up, and he suddenly evolved.

His age drastically went up, his body quickly grew to the age of six years of age in the span of a few minutes.

"Hahhh… What is this power? Evolution? I became stronger… hungrier… thirstier…"

"Blood, I need it… I need blood more than anything…"

"With blood I can be happy…"

"The pain goes away…"

"My suffering finally stops…"

Shrouded in the endless agony of existence, he found a wicked comfort in killing and drinking blood, while eventually growing stronger as a result.

His journey of destruction continued; the people of Midgard was unable to stop him. His massacres came and went. He was too past and powerful.

And grew at an exponential rate.

Many powerful Magus and Warriors tried to stop him, but they all failed miserably, being overpowered by his Unique Skill's law-defying powers and being eaten.

However, he eventually grew enough to develop new powers. When he left a person alive after drinking their blood, that person rose once more.

His characteristics became like his, and they gained blood magic and vampiric abilities.

They became his kin.

"Master… I live to serve you…"

"Mas… ter?"

"Please, give me an order, anything."

"An order…?"

In that moment was when he realized it.

A world that wanted him dead from the very beginning was a world where he would never find a family to belong to.

Where he would never find anything to go back to.

A world where every living being wanted him dead due to his own threatening strength and viciousness.

So he decided to make his own family.

"Let's make a family together then… Let's… start anew."

His dream since his previous life, to have the love of family, something he lacked since he was a child. He wanted the comfort of family amidst this endless abyss of a life filled with slaughter and agony.

The single servant he had quickly became many, dozens, hundreds, thousands… An enormous family was made, hierarchies were made, and the race of Vampires invaded the entire world in the span of just a couple of years since his birth.

He finally felt happy and fulfilled. He had a family. People that cared for him, that looked up to him, that worked hard to please him, people that always thought about him.

The sun was annoying, so he blocked it.

Without realizing it, he was already a Venerable in strength alone, as he slaughtered the entire heavens. No god stood before his might and that of his family.

The world was his.

He created a moon made of pure crystalized blood, and made the world fall into an eternal night. A world where he and his family could prosper and live happily.

A life like this… he wanted it to last forever. Endless happiness, love, and celebrations. He had many wives and many children, then grandchildren, and then gran grandchildren.

It was a big family that always brought life to his daily routine. It never made his life dull. It always brought him fulfillment… despite having brought such fulfillment by bringing the demise of billions of innocents.

However, good things never last forever. Over time, even his lifespan faded away, as long as it could be, he couldn't live endlessly. Although he researched and discovered many ways, he couldn't properly extend his lifespan, nor explore the outside universe to stretch his era of blood further into the endless horizons.

Frustrated, he divided his soul into fragments and crystalized them, sealing their power and letting his subjects put them into divine accessory artifacts. They could only be used by his family and would eventually all come together for his resurrection.

When a good vessel was born, he would be reborn once more. To bring a new era of blood, of happiness and fulfillment for his selfish way of living, a way of life that he would never exchange for anything in the world.

However, Ruby couldn't really understand his way of thinking. Her ancestor was utterly insane. What he thought was good was simply being an endlessly selfish man. He ultimately only cared about his own happiness.

He wanted a family so they could care for him, so they could always think about him, so they could always do anything for him, so they could always serve him, unconditionally…

"Your concept of a family is wrong! We are not your slaves!"

"What…?!"

"Those first Vampires… the first Vampires you ever made, they were all normal people, you turned them into Vampires forcefully, and they were brainwashed! You're a monster!"

"N-Not you… not you too?"

Ruby couldn't find any empathy for her ancestor. She found that he was a monster, a real monster. He lacked actual empathy; he was completely devoid of it in fact.

Whenever he cared for someone, it was only for his ultimate self-fulfillment. His only goal was the same as other tyrants such as Oberon, a selfish man that wanted it all.

It was impossible to actually negotiate or make him understand anything, his mind was simply… too different. It was the mind of a psychopath that took billions of innocent lives without any remorse.

Even when his upbringing was horrendous, he still had time to change to redeem himself after that first massacre… yet he choose not to.

He choose to embrace it, and never regretted it.

"I don't… accept you as my family!"