Switched Life:I Went Viral on a Family Variety Show - Chapter 129: I Didn’t Lose Out

All things are born from the void and all things shall return to the void.

Elias, a large and beautiful world consisting of millions of planes and millions of different races.

And such a wonderful world is run by powerful beings called Gods! Born from the dawn of time their divine might shines on all beings.

Over time It is said that the Gods created everything. But is that really true?

If so, who created the Gods?

Accidentally reincarnated in this strange world due to an unforeseen accident. With a thirst for knowledge and a hunger for power, Elric with the help of his A.I chip seeks a way out for himself whilst under the oppression of the Gods.

Soon under Elric's relentless desire for knowledge, the first group of humans with powers comparable to Gods were born, Wizards!

He dissected a flame slime and learnt to control flames.

He studied a dragon and created dragon-slaying magic.

He tasted a Phoenix and cracked the secret to immortality.

Unexpectedly before he knew it most of the races in Elias had been studied and dissected by him already.

One day when he was bored and there was nothing to do, Elric suddenly turned to the sky with a sly smile on his face.

“I know! Why don't I study the Gods!”

That day the whole Elias shook. with a crazy smile on his face Elric led an army of wizards and stormed the God realm!

Notice: This story contains R18+ themes, including violence, sensual and sexual content, blood-related addiction, and dark psychological elements. Reader discretion advised.I died in a library, crushed under centuries of forgotten knowledge. Fitting.Now I’ve woken up in a coffin, starving, undead, and very much not human.They call me a Fledgling—a bottom-feeder vampire barely above a ghoul. I’m weak, hunted, and tethered to a world straight out of a cursed tabletop campaign. It’s a classic fantasy realm—elves, knights, guilds, and dungeons—but twisted by a dark, rotting magic. The moon shines red, the gods are silent, and every town smells like fear.To make matters worse, I’ve been bound to a LitRPG system called the Blood Codex.Level up by draining blood.Unlock skills by embracing your monstrous nature.Resist Corruption... or don’t.There's no prophecy. No chosen one nonsense. No noble title. Just fangs, rot, and whatever I can steal, trick, or kill to survive.But the deeper I sink into this world’s underbelly, the more I realize something is watching me through the system. The rules are breaking. Dungeon bosses are going mad. Entire towns are disappearing.And I think I’m supposed to fix it… or maybe finish the job.

Beings that create and control monsters and demons, beings that build and reign over malicious labyrinths, the chosen individuals to possess an overwhelming Unique Skill… They are the Demon Lords.

A recurring nightmare afflicted Khan's nights since the Second Impact. His dreams replayed the scenes of the crash of the Nak's spaceship, an alien race that the humans had defeated five hundred years ago.