Prologue: The EX-Rank Blood Lord's Calamitous Awakening
I'd been living my life as a total normie—no awakening, no nothing—until one day, out of nowhere, I woke up with the EX-rank class Blood Lord.
But for some inexplicable reason, I'd been reborn in the body of a ridiculously fragile little girl.
My height had shrunk down to nothing, my body was all soft and squishy. My speech came out all weird, I couldn't stand the sunlight, and worst of all? I couldn't even eat garlic anymore. I'm Korean, damn it! This is straight-up excessive!
That said, my powers were straight-up broken. I whipped up some familiars right there in the corner of my room and sent them packing...
"A monster has been born in Korea."
"Powerhouses like that are calling themselves mere 'kin.' So just how terrifying must their 'master' be?"
"The True Ancestor. The genuine progenitor. In other words, every other vampire out there is nothing but a pale imitation of that existence."
Huh?
Apparently, I'm being treated like some insanely powerful and dangerous calamity.
...Ugh, fine, whatever—can't somebody fix this damn speech pattern already?!