My Three Vampire Queens In The Apocalypse-Chapter 46: Reaping Rewards [1]

Just then, the sun rose once again.

Crimson rays spilled over the doomed buildings as I moved through the ruined streets, searching for a safe spot to recover.

The light made everything look beautiful... if you ignored the broken walls, the dried blood, and the occasional corpse that had not gotten the memo about staying dead.

Because even though I had defeated two of the Apostles, the situation was still very much screwed.

The zombies were everywhere. The dinosaurs were worse. Either of them could show up at any moment and eat my ahh like a glistening donut without even asking for permission.

"Yeah... no thanks."

After passing through a few destroyed buildings, carefully stepping over debris and things I really did not want to identify, I finally saw something that made my heart feel a little less dead.

An abandoned food mart stood ahead. The sign flickered weakly, but the name was still readable.

UKEIA!

I swear I almost cried.

I ran toward it as my stomach rumbled like a bitchy girlfriend who had been ignored for way too long by her boyfriend!

"Alright, alright, I get it... we are starving!"

As soon as I reached the entrance, I slowed down and pushed the door open carefully. The moment I stepped inside, my eyes scanned everything.

Any zombies hiding. Any weird movement. Any broccoli acting a little too suspicious.

You never know these days. I stood there for a few seconds, completely still but nothing moved.

There were no moa- I mean growls and no sudden jump scare.

"Phew!"

Thank god.

I quickly got to work, dragging a couple of food cabinets toward the entrance and blocking the door as best as I could. It was not perfect, but it would at least slow something down.

After that, I dropped onto the ground without any dignity left in my body.

"Finally..."

My legs felt like jelly, and my entire body ached like I had been personally bullied by the universe.

I grabbed whatever food I could find and started munching on it without even checking the label. Processed junk, expired snacks, things people would have judged the hell out of before the apocalypse...

Right now, it tasted like a five-star meal.

"Man... people really had the audacity to complain about this stuff..."

I leaned back against the shelf, still chewing, and opened the system panel. Might as well check what I missed.

And then—

[You have 109 notifications.]

"...The fuck?"

I stared at the number for a solid second.

I had turned notifications off so I would not get flashbanged by blue screens in the middle of a fight. But this many notifications... in a single night?

I squinted at the screen, half-expecting it to go, "Just kidding."

It did not.

"...Damn."

I let out a small breath and shook my head.

"These guys really love me a lot..."

I started checking them.

Most of the notifications were from constellations, either rooting for my death or supporting me in some questionable way. There was no in-between with these people.

For example:

[The Constellation "Ten-Headed Saint-Like Demon" wishes you die of laughter while peeing your pants.]

"...This motherfucker."

I stared at the message, genuinely offended.

I would not even wish that kind of death on my worst enemy. That was not just disrespectful, it was creative disrespect. And this ten-headed wannabe, egoist king of some golden palace, thought he could just casually curse me like that?

The audacity...

On second thought, he was actually one of the stronger constellations.

Still.

"Strength does not give you the right to be weird."

I clicked my tongue and leaned back slightly.

And what was his problem anyway?

Just because I did not choose to become his incarnation?

"So now you want me dead? Over rejection? Grow up."

I scrolled further, already annoyed, but the next few messages did not help my mood at all.

[The Constellation ’Forgotten Shore’ is disappointed in how long you took to defeat Hiding.]

[The Constellation ’Forgotten Shore’ calls you a pathetic swine.]

My eye twitched.

"...Wow."

I let out a slow breath, staring at the screen like it had personally insulted my entire bloodline.

"Pathetic swine?"

I had just fought for my life. I almost died. Multiple times.

And this guy was sitting somewhere in the sky, probably sipping cosmic tea, calling me a pig because I took a few extra minutes?

"Come down here and try it yourself..." I muttered, scrolling again with a darker expression.

At this point, I was not even surprised anymore.

These constellations were less like gods and more like toxic livestream chat with unlimited power.

I scrolled down, already expecting more nonsense, and of course the universe delivered right on time.

[The Constellation "Amused Trickster" is laughing.]

[The Constellation "Amused Trickster" says your fight was more entertaining than a circus.]

"...Of course it was."

I sighed and rubbed my forehead, already feeling where this was going.

[The Constellation "Amused Trickster" asks if you were improvising or just that bad.]

[The Constellation "Amused Trickster" suggests you try tripping less next time.]

My eyes narrowed slightly as I stared at the screen.

"I tripped once! And it was intentional."

It was not intentional. But that was not the point.

[The Constellation "Amused Trickster" says your ’intentional move’ was his favourite part.]

I let my head fall back against the shelf and closed my eyes for a second.

"Yeah... I am being watched by a professional hater."

The worst part was that he was enjoying this way too much. It did not feel like he wanted me dead. It felt like he wanted me alive just so I could keep embarrassing myself for his entertainment.

[The Constellation "Amused Trickster" asks if you plan to survive or keep performing.]

I exhaled slowly and opened my eyes again, staring at the faint blue screen floating in front of me.

"How about I survive just to annoy you?"

That earned no immediate response, but I could almost feel him grinning somewhere out there.

I shook my head and kept scrolling, hoping for something that would not make my blood pressure worse.

Then my eyes paused.

[The Constellation "Spokeswoman of Justice" is observing you.]