My Vampire Harem Will Dominate Everything

The gates of Blue Moor were closed tight that night as the winds changed. The skies parted, not from clouds or storm, but from something much greater. As if the world itself knew he was returning.

Ezra descended silently, his cloak of shadow trailing behind him like the mourning veil of a god. His boots touched the courtyard stone with the softness of falling ash.

The various defences around the Matten estate shimmered once in recognition, welcoming him. If it had been someone else not of the Matten family, they'd have been fried.

He exhaled as he walked forward, the sound of his boots on stone filling the air.

He had returned.

His Avatar—the second Ezra—had already left to handle the fallout of this… battle. Three members of the Nightmare Court were dead. There were things to take care of.

But this Ezra had only one concern.

Aurora.

He stepped through the doors of the nursery, and the moment he entered, warmth met him like a tidal wave.

Olivia sat in the center of the room, Aurora in her arms, her shoulders trembling as she rocked their daughter gently. Her eyes met his, and she broke. The tension snapped out of her like a bowstring. She sobbed once and nearly collapsed forward in relief.

"Ezra." She whispered, voice raw and cracked. "She's safe."

Ezra didn't hesitate. He dropped to his knees before her, wrapping both of them in his arms. His forehead touched Olivia's, and for a few seconds, no one spoke. They just held each other. Aurora cooed softly in between them, as if echoing their breath.

Red was next. She leaned against the wall, arms crossed tightly across her chest, her jaw clenched like she was forcing down her emotions through sheer will.

"Fuck." She muttered, swiping at her eyes when no one was looking. "You're late."

He stood and opened an arm.

She didn't need more invitation.

Red threw herself into him, hugging tight, burying her face in his shoulder. "If anything happens to you, I'm burning the world myself. You hear me?"

Gen appeared like a flash of joy, hugging Ezra and Aurora in turns, babbling between laughter and teary threats. "I swear," she sniffed, "if anyone ever lays a finger on this baby again, I'll haunt them so hard their generations would be able to feel it."

Ezra couldn't help the chuckle that escaped him.

But even as he laughed, he held Aurora tighter.

He eventually told them everything.

The fortress. Akiko's madness. The battle in the sky. The deaths of Caspian and Vance. The ascent to the Ninth Ring.

Silence followed.

Not of fear.

But of awe.

Then Olivia, her voice barely more than a whisper, said, "We— We felt it. But we didn't know it was like this."

Gen's eyes widened in realization. "Does this mean you're…" She trailed off.

Ezra smiled softly. "Yes."

"You're now the strongest vampire in existence." Red said, her voice filled with wonder.

Ezra looked down at his daughter, her violet eyes blinking up at him as if she already understood what her father was.

For her, he'll become anything.

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The Ninth Ring ability of the vampire race was… interesting.

Each Avatar created is not a lesser clone, and not a servant. They were the same person. Not copies, not echoes, but the same person, just distributed among several bodies.

They shared the same thoughts. Their memories were synchronized. They acted as one mind split between multiple vessels, not bound by proximity.

And his Avatar, Ezra, was now streaking through the sky like a comet of midnight, wings of darkness cutting the heavens.

He passed over cities, roads and endless fields. The stars watched him, flickering silently overhead.

Ezra did not look down.

He looked forward.

Toward Rivermount.

Toward the capital city of the fallen Nightmare Court.

The mist that had forever clung to the tall building in the middle, the eerie fog that had been Caspian's signature, was gone. Cleared. Like a breath held too long, finally exhaled.

Ezra didn't slow down.

He tore through the top of Caspian's tower, shattering glass and concrete as he descended through the roof.

He landed silently on the floor.

The room, which was the meeting room for the four royalty of the Nightmare Court, was now empty. The emptiness that sent a message. That most of them would not be coming back.

Ezra walked slowly to the round table at its center, surrounded by four thrones. He stopped before the table and placed a single hand on its surface.

Then, he pressed the hidden button embedded in it.

The lights of the room flickered on, and moments later, portals opened along the edge of the room.

Overlords from all over the Nightmare Court piled into the room. Caspian's overlords, Vance's, Akiko's and even his overlords.

One by one, they stepped into the room with nervous faces and wary eyes. Dozens of them. The most powerful inner circle of what used to be the Nightmare Court.

They stood in formation, silent.

Waiting.

Ezra didn't sit.

He stood with his hands clasped regally, staring out at the city through the floor to ceiling windows.

"Caspian is dead."

The silence cracked.

Some gasped. Some looked away.

"Vance is dead."

Gasps again.

"Akiko is dead."

Now there was only stunned silence. Some looked to one another in disbelief. A few stepped back in dread.

Ezra didn't raise his voice.

"But the Nightmare Court is not dead."

He let that hang in the air.

"Because it is no longer a court."

He turned, facing all of them.

"There will be no more princes. No more divisions. No more cutting of power into fragments."

He stepped forward, eyes blazing.

"There will be one ruler."

He raised his hand, and the weave itself bowed, darkness crawling behind him, showing his Ninth Ring Aura like a halo of fire and void.

"Me."

No one moved.

No one dared.

"I am not asking for loyalty." Ezra continued, his voice low. "I do not bargain. I do not persuade. I do not pretend."

"I am the Prince of Darkness. The eternal soul. The bearer of the weave."

He stepped fully onto the dais, the darkness pooling around his feet like living metal.

"I do not ask for loyalty." He said again. "I demand it."

And the world began to tremble.