When I woke up from the darkness, I saw the top of the coffin in front of me
——I am still very young in the vampire clan and was transformed at the end of the last century.
I have an agreement with the car god Senna.
Unlike humans, the power of the agreement has great constraints on vampires, especially when the other party to the agreement dies in Imola.
He was a good man who met by chance, but I didn't taste a drop of his blood.
I know he is a genius and an F1 driver.
But when I woke up, thirty years later, he was called the God of Cars.
I don't know why I woke up, I can only violate the power of the agreement.
But it was just a bet in a bar. Years later, I can't even remember what it was.
In the early 2020s, the Mercedes dynasty was ended by Red Bull.
When I stand in the lights of Christmas Eve, it is not Santa who is summoned, but my own Satan.
The era of ground effects is coming. I vaguely remember that Cena's bet was——
Get WDC at Williams? Fortunately it's not WCC.
Constructors' standings... Oh, not at the bottom yet.
I have neurological reflexes, strength, money, control over human blood servants and the ability to empower them.
But it seems completely altruistic, and there is absolutely no possibility of me getting the WDC.
Even the driver's license is fake. The top priority is to learn to drive a racing car? Crazy poaching engineers, like Newey?
Acquire Williams? I took advantage of the chaos in the bar to develop Verstappen, who had just won the WDC, into a blood servant - and then asked him to teach me how to race.
He also tasted the sweetness: I can enhance human abilities.
I'm afraid of the sun, but fortunately F1 is well covered.
I said I was allergic to ultraviolet rays and only showed my face at night games, such as Singapore and even Las Vegas.
Someone made a promise to me to win the WDC and WCC with Ferrari. I agree, but sooner or later, it won't be this year.
Some people want to be Mercedes' number one driver, which is very satisfying, after all, it will happen sooner or later.
And that's not all...
This seems to be just a story about a vampire eating in a paddock and getting a WDC.
In the end, my blood servants thanked Senna in front of his tomb in Brazil.
I smiled slyly - Oh, who knows if Senna was transformed into a vampire by me?
[Reading instructions]
1. Only the copy is in the first person, the main text is in the third person
2. No cp, master, servant or cb, essential group portrait
3. The past events of the ground effect period 2022-2025 contain insufficient research and artistic processing.
4. The protagonist's pleasure is inhuman, please be gentle and judge
[Occasionally, I have an idea. I don't know when to start writing. The copy will be revised before writing.]
Purpose: Promise is more important than delicious food
