After Edgar left, Jake stood motionless, replaying every word the man had said. As much as he hated to admit it, Edgar was right. It was the plain, unfiltered truth.
Vampires were once a race that thrived through conquest—expanding wealth, territory, and power by subduing others. But ever since the universal treaty was signed, everything changed. Unlike demons, humans, dragonkins, and balors—who had adapted and found innovative ways to generate wealth and influence—the vampires lagged behind, relying too heavily on their old ways. Strategic thinking and long-term affluence just weren't in their nature.
'I need to find Zunda. This is beyond me alone. I just want to make things easier for my offspring…' Jake's thoughts were interrupted by a young, blond-haired human man wearing a factory-style jumpsuit.
