Monster: Enter Tucker - II

Dracula flashed his fangs at the confident Tucker. Disdain filled his eyes as his gaze travelled to Tucker’s neck.

“Humans are merely meals for my kind. Why then does a human like you, one who is merely glorified poultry, stand so boldly before me, the Prince of Darkness? Do you not understand the intricacies of the world, or are you blinded by the self-supposed superiority that humans impose on worlds that hide their secrets from them?”

Tucker did not react to Dracula’s words. Him speaking three sentences at once was already a huge improvement from his normal self. He was not one to be riled up by another’s words. Besides, he agreed with Dracula. Humans were weak. He was the same, his life only changing after Mane handed him the authority of the God of Destruction.

“I must admit, your blood has a unique scent. Its pleasant enough that I, who only has a preference for female blood, am interested in tasting your blood. It swells and smells of mixed divinity; like the blood of a human a