Kings of Awakening Vampires and Purebloods by Arantes

face with thrill.
    Albedo couldn’t believe he just ran up the mountain and back. This energy, where is it coming from?
    “Impressive, now we do it the hard way,” She had a heavy bag with her; in it was heavy gear.
    “What is this?” Albedo asked.
    She explained to him this is training gear that the king’s guard used to train.
    “It’d be easy,” said Albedo confidently. “What’s a little extra weight? I’m feeling good right now, this strength and energy is taking over me!”
    The training gear s were nothing but regular clothes. He grabbed the one that goes on his legs, and realized how heavy it was. 
    “Each one is three hundred pounds, if we’re going to increase your strength fast this is the best way,” said Sonia.
    Albedo struggled to put them on and asked, “Are you sure these are only three hundred pounds?”
    She quickly assisted him with the gear. The clothes were so massive that Albedo felt as if gravity was working against him. As much as he wanted to be manly for her, it was just too heavy.
    “You though my training was easy huh? Now do it with three hundred pounds!” said Sonia.
                    She looked ecstatic, which made Albedo wonder if she was enjoying his misery. Albedo started to run, but was only doing three steps every five seconds. His weak legs started quivering as the weights pull him down.
    “You’re stronger than that Albedo, just like you thought you couldn’t run that fast and you did.”
    This time it was different, the weight of the world was on him. Sonia walked along side of him, and watching her gave him more strength. After a long struggle they stopped.
    “Well you almost made it to the mountain, so for today we’ll call it a day,” said Sonia. This was the nicest thing she had said to him all day.
    Albedo asked, “How long am I going to have to do this?” Even the sweat on his face hurt and his legs started to walk away on their own.  
    “O, not for long.”
    The weeks pressed on, they trained every day, a lot of which consisted of pain that Albedo had never experienced before. Running with heavy weights on his back, his legs, and his hands; training gear, she called it.
    After weeks of training Sonia felt something was wrong. “Stop,” said Sonia as they slowly approached the mountain.
    “Is something the matter?” he asked.
    She examined his body carefully.  “We have a problem; your body is still the same.”
    He wiped the heavy sweat from his forehead. “Maybe we need more time.”
    “No it’s not that, we’ve been training for almost three weeks now. You’re a Pureblood I should have seen at least a little results… I think I know what the problem is.” She looked at him with intensity, “Albedo, when was the last time you fed?”
    He thought about all the food he ate yesterday, last night and this morning, plus lunch of course.
    “No that’s not what I meant, I mean… the last time you drank blood,” said Sonia.
    He looked it her like she was erratic and then started to laugh. “You’re being sarcastic right?” He paused in shock--he saw the seriousness on her face. “I’m a human I don’t drink blood, the very thought of it is--.”
    Sonia interrupted, “no Albedo you’re not a human, the sooner you accept that the better!” demanded Sonia.
    He stared in disbelief, drinking blood ?
    “Look Albedo, it’s clear that you have never drunk blood before. Unlike a vampire we Purebloods can live for a hundred years without blood, but by doing so we will be as feeble as you are. For a Pureblood to prosper and maintain its stabilities we need blood to do so; without it our bodies and abilities will be weak. Remember one thing; a Pureblood who doesn’t drink blood is as weak as a vampire; sometimes even as weak as a human--- Tonight is the blood-rain. I’ll be at the school waiting for you.” 
    “But I can’t, I’ve never, it’s just---” Albedo paused abruptly confused.
    “When you’re ready to be a