Vampire İn Naruto World

Time… flowed like a river.

And I did only one thing: training.

Every morning, I still woke up with Might Guy.

We ran.

Push-ups, sit-ups, squats...

The pain was gone.

My body was growing like it was racing against me.

But while my body grew stronger... I was failing on another front.

I studied for hours each evening, reading the books Guy had given me.

I memorized the pages.

I learned the theory, breathing techniques, energy flow.

And then...

I took my first big step.

Leaf Training.

The leaf placed on the back of my hand...

had to stay perfectly still, even while trembling.

But...

Plop.

The leaf fell again.

Fourth time.

Eighth.

Twentieth.

It just wasn't working.

"I can't do it…

I read all these books… learned so much…

But why can't I even keep a single leaf steady?!"

I slammed my fist on the table.

The system was silent...

But I was beginning to understand.

"Too much chakra... too much power...

But without control, power is just a burden."

"So the answer isn't to work harder...

But to be more precise.

More patient."

I took a deep breath.

Like a surgeon with trembling hands...

I placed the leaf on my hand once more.

3 Months Later

Everything had become routine.

Morning runs with Guy.

Afternoon workouts.

Evening leaf exercises.

And at night… stealing blood bags to suppress my vampiric hunger.

My life had split into three:

Muscle, chakra, and blood.

But still… no full success.

The leaf stayed for a few seconds, then fell again.

At least now, it didn't tremble before falling.

One night, as I stared at the leaf, I whispered to myself:

"I won't be just another ninja.

And I'm not just another vampire.

So… ordinary methods won't be enough."

And right then, the system sent a notification:

[New Mission: Turn Someone Into a Vampire]

Objective: Drink all the blood of the target individual. Maintain the intention to transform.

Reward: Chunin-Level Chakra Control

For a moment, I forgot to breathe.

"What...?"

I stood up.

Started pacing the room.

My chest tightened.

My hands were shaking.

"Is it really that simple?

Just turn someone…

And I'll gain control that could take years to achieve?"

I fell silent.

Pulled out a chair and sat.

Hands clenched on my knees.

Head down.

The system remained quiet, but inside, I was screaming:

"This isn't right.

I'm not ready.

What if... I kill someone again?

What if I can't transform them... and leave only a corpse like I did with my father?"

"The mission is optional. However, progression accelerates through missions.

Completing this will increase your control capacity by 400%."

"400%...

Chunin level...

That means I won't just feel chakra—

I'll be able to direct it.

Get closer to real jutsu..."

I was standing at a crossroads.

That night… I didn't go to bed.

I just stared out the window.

Watching children play, civilians returning home.

And I whispered:

"A victim?

Or a companion?"

"Will this person be another lonely soul like me…

Or just another tragedy?"

It was nighttime.

I knelt in a corner of my room.

My hands no longer trembled.

My eyes had adjusted to the darkness.

But more importantly… I had adjusted to the darkness inside me.

I took a deep breath.

"System.

If I want to survive… I must grow stronger.

Tell me.

How do I turn someone into a vampire?"

"The process is simple but requires precision.

You must drink all the target's blood.

However, during the process, your mind must hold a clear intention:

'Not to kill, but to transform.'

This thought is the trigger."

"Otherwise, the target dies."

"So just drinking isn't enough…

I have to want it—consciously.

It's a choice…

To change a life."

I stood up.

Looked out the window.

Moonlight hit my face.

I saw my reflection faintly in the glass:

White hair. Crimson eyes.

And the sharp fang between my teeth.

"This mission… is a turning point.

If I was given this power…

I will use it."

My footsteps were silent.

A plan began to form in my mind.

I didn't know who yet…

But I knew one thing:

"I won't kill someone.

I'll bring someone with me."

The sky was dark. The air silent.

But for the first time, the storm within me was crystal clear.

Zekiram no longer just wanted to survive.

He wanted to control what came next.

And to do that…

he decided to make someone like himself.

I sat at the corner of the street.

The moon was beginning to set.

As the silence of dawn approached, the voice inside me refused to fade.

"I'll choose someone.

But not just for power…

Also… to survive."

I closed my eyes.

Faces I had seen in the Naruto universe flashed before me—each in their childhood form.

I began to evaluate them one by one.

I had to be logical.

Not emotional.

Sasuke Uchiha

"High potential...

But Itachi is his brother.

He could erase me with a glance.

No. Too dangerous."

Naruto Uzumaki

"Unstable but limitless power...

He has the Nine Tails inside.

If he senses the transformation, he could tear me apart.

Never."

Shikamaru Nara

"Brilliant mind... deadly.

He'd trap me in his shadow before I blink.

Too risky."

Choji Akimichi

"Strong, but lacks willpower.

Emotional.

Doesn't interest me. No need."

Kiba Inuzuka

"Akamaru...

That dog would ruin everything.

He'd sniff me out, bark, alert others.

Too messy."

Ino Yamanaka

"A master of minds.

If she enters mine...

No secrets. All would be exposed.

Impossible."

Shino Aburame

"He senses through insects.

Quiet, but observant.

No one dares get too close to him anyway.

Too controlled."

Sakura Haruno

"Weak, but stubborn.

Too emotional…

But there's vulnerability within.

I might be able to manipulate her."

Hinata Hyuuga

"Quiet. Observant.

Doesn't speak much.

No one truly understands her depths yet.

And… she might be the one who understands me best."

"If this is going to be a transformation…

It will require not just power but loyalty.

And true loyalty…

is often hidden in the quiet ones."

I opened my eyes.

The sun was beginning to rise.

"Sakura?

Hinata?

Or... a different path altogether?"

Evening fell.

The sky was blood red—like it foreshadowed the sacrifice to come.

With silent resolve, I walked the backstreets.

My target was clear: the hospital.

I'd survive tonight with blood bags… and decide after.

But fate didn't wait.

Around a corner, a crowd had gathered.

At first, I didn't care.

Then I heard the trembling voice:

"Please... don't..."

I froze.

Hard to see in the dark… but those eyes

Hinata Hyuuga.

And before her, three boys her age but cruel.

"Hey. What are you doing?"

They turned to me.

The tallest one smirked.

"What's it to you?

This girl thinks she's something special.

We're just reminding her where she stands."

They came closer, thinking they were intimidating me.

But I simply stared back.

My pupils glowed crimson.

The first one threw a punch.

I dodged.

The second kicked.

I grabbed his leg and slammed him to the ground.

The third tried to run.

I was already behind him.

Within seconds, they were all on the ground.

I hadn't even broken a sweat.

Realizing the difference in strength, the boys scrambled and ran.

Hinata had fallen to her knees.

She was crying.

I slowly walked over to her.

Held out my hand.

"Are you okay?"

Her eyes were full of tears, but the shy gaze never left her face.

She nodded shakily.

That was the moment I decided.

"Hinata...

Do you want to become stronger?"

She looked at me.

Tears still fell.

"I-I do…

My family doesn't want me…

I want to prove myself to them..."

My heart stirred for a moment.

But my hands were steady.

I slowly knelt down.

Leaning toward her neck.

And silently pleaded:

"Please… let there be no guards tonight.

Please… let it be just the two of us."

I sank my fangs into her neck.

Hinata blacked out before she could scream.

Her blood… warm and pure.

But with each sip… I felt myself sinking deeper into darkness.

With the final drop, her body went limp in my arms.

I laid her gently on the ground.

The sky had darkened.

I stared at her motionless form.

Her eyes were closed.

Her skin pale but a strange aura surrounded her.

Minutes passed.

My heart was still.

But my mind was screaming:

"I did it.

I really made someone like me.

But… did it work?"

Then, her fingers twitched.

She slowly turned her head, eyes fluttering open.

Her irises were tinted red against the white.

Her gaze wasn't empty…

But it wasn't familiar either.

And then… her voice came.

"Master…"

I froze.

Took a step back.

"What… did you say?"

Hinata lowered her eyes.

Knelt before me.

"Master… Do you have a command for me?"

"Master…?

She doesn't even know me.

This is the first time we've spoken.

What is happening?!"

I talked to the system.

Whispered in my mind:

"System…

What's going on?

Why is Hinata acting like this?"

"Upon successful transformation, the target develops a bond with the vampire bloodline."

"This bond is hereditary, spiritual.

The transformed individual shows unconditional loyalty to the one who turned them."

"To them, you are their master.

A deep sense of devotion and respect awakens within them."

"This isn't just power.

This is… command.

Not forced submission…

But a loyalty they feel on their own.

Hinata still knelt before me.

Looking at me the way one looks at a true leader.

"Rise, Hinata."

Hinata had become a vampire.

But she had gained more than power

She had formed a bond.

With Zekiram.

A bond of eternal, unconditional loyalty.

And Zekiram now knew:

Every transformation doesn't just bring power…

It brings obedience.

"This… was the beginning.

The first link…

in my very own clan."