Pov Vlados Sangrath
Entering the domain of my brother, Zalvador Infernis, was always a spectacle of infernal grandeur. The castle, a manifestation of dread and power, stood as a testament to our mirrored dominion over the realms of fire and blood. Magma rocks and Lava metal forged its imposing structure, veins of molten energy coursing through its very core. I should have him send me some builders to make my castle better.
As I navigated the searing pathways, unfazed by the blistering heat that would cripple lesser beings, I contemplated the tools necessary for the pact I had forged with the mortal, Leon. His mortal moniker would need to be shed eventually, replaced by a name befitting his ascension to power. But such matters could wait; the journey toward adulthood would bring its own revelations and challenges.
My thoughts turned to the quest ahead, a tapestry woven with blood and ambition. Leon's potential was undeniable, his thirst for knowledge and power a mirror to my ambitions. The tools I sought within my brother's domain would serve as conduits for his growth, catalysts for unlocking hidden potentials, and forging destinies entwined with darkness and glory. Since his path is different than mine I should watch and see if he becomes like me or completely different.
As I approached the gates of the castle, guarded by flames that bowed to my presence, a sense of anticipation thrummed in my veins. Within those walls lay artifacts of ancient power, imbued with the essence of our infernal heritage. They would serve as gifts, but also as tests, for those without power.
The castle loomed, a living entity pulsating with elemental might. Its fiery embrace welcomed me, a reminder of my dominion over the infernal realms. Amidst the roaring flames and swirling lava, negotiations with my brother awaited, for even among demons, alliances and arrangements shaped the fabric of our existence.
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The negotiations with my brother, Zalvador, were as intricate and consuming as the flames surrounding us. Hours were melted into days as we delved into the details of crafting a powerful magical tool—a chair that would serve as both a conduit of power and a crucible of transformation for the mortal, now named Leon. The intricacies of infernal agreements demanded patience and cunning, elements I wielded with practiced expertise.
Zalvador's demands were as expected—steep but not insurmountable for one of our stature. 1 million Demon soul coins, the currency of our realm, flowed effortlessly from my coffers to his, securing the necessary resources for his craft. The discount on future transactions was a calculated investment that he would have when buying materials for the next 1000 years from me, a token of trust and longevity in our infernal dealings.
The third request, however, piqued my interest. Zalvador's desire to observe the boy's progress and potentially seek out another mortal for a pact resonated with our shared ambitions. Fire, as a dominant element in this world Leon was in, offered ample opportunities for my brother as it seemed he wanted a new child or something else not too sure yet. However, should he aim to hurt what was mine I would drown him in blood.
With the terms agreed upon and the chair's design finalized, I oversaw its creation with meticulous scrutiny. The chair, a replica of Zalvador's infamous torture device, bore intricate runes and enchantments, designed not just to test but to unlock potentials hidden within the mortal's soul. The portal linking the chair to a reservoir of blood was a stroke of infernal ingenuity—a lifeline that sustained life while the chair extracted truths and powers from the depths of the boy's being. The fusion of magic and blood, intertwined in a delicate dance, mirrored the essence of our infernal heritage.
As the chair took form, a sinister elegance emanated from its design—a harbinger of trials and revelations to come. The pact with Leon, now bound by more than words, set in motion a journey of ascension and transformation, guided by flames of ambition and darkness that mirrored our infernal lineage.
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Expanding Leon's repertoire beyond mere mastery of fire is a prudent strategy. As he grows in power and knowledge, acquiring additional elemental resistances will not only enhance his survivability but also broaden his strategic options in facing diverse challenges. Seeking out demons and beings attuned to different elemental forces will be crucial in augmenting the chair's capabilities and unlocking new potential resistance training modes for Leon. And if he trains hard enough he may unlock that skill.
Understanding the mechanics of skill creation and the importance of soul power sheds light on Leon's unique potential and the significance of his affinity for blood magic. Given his innate aptitude and the blessings bestowed upon him from birth, Leon possesses a formidable foundation upon which to build his skills and abilities. The trauma and suffering of his past life, while harrowing, served as catalysts for the growth of his soul, further augmenting his potential for mastery in the arcane arts. This innate resilience and capacity for growth are rare gifts, granting Leon a distinct advantage in his journey toward power and enlightenment.
His affinity for blood magic, a reflection of his inherent nature and destiny, sets him apart from others and aligns him with a path of darkness and dominance. While some may view such affinities with trepidation, recognizing the potential within Leon is crucial in harnessing his abilities for greater purposes.
The focus on resistance skills as a means to bolster his soul power and unlock greater potential is a strategic approach, that aligns with Leon's strengths and affinities. By mastering resistances and elevating them to higher ranks, he can unlock new thresholds of soul power, paving the way for further growth and mastery. That way he may create skills on his own and be able to one day grant them to others.
Leon's destiny bore the mark of blood—a crimson thread woven into the fabric of his being. From birth, his soul shimmered with a strength that whispered of greatness, a potential waiting to be unlocked through the arcane dance of magic. Yet, it was not his inherent soul strength alone that caught the attention of beings in search of power and potential investments. It was his affinity for blood-type magic that set him apart, a rare convergence of soul and element that heralded possibilities yet untold. Though he has other affinity with other sources, his blood affinity was by far the greatest I had ever seen. Even stronger than mine when I was first born.
Had Leon not displayed this unique affinity, his fate might have taken a different turn. In the cutthroat world of infernal dealings, where power brokers sought souls as commodities, his destiny could have been bound to another—someone whose elemental or magical alignment mirrored the desires of prospective buyers. He may have ended up as a broken child tortured or indoctrinated by those cults.
But the currents of fate are not easily swayed. Leon's affinity for blood magic resonated with unseen forces, drawing the attention of me who recognized its significance beyond mere spells and rituals. It hinted at secrets buried deep within his soul, secrets that promised revelations and powers waiting to be unearthed. I felt drawn to the kid like he was my very own kin.
For I Vlados Sangrath, Arch Demon of Blood, Leon's affinity was not just a stroke of luck but a manifestation of destiny's hand at work. I always wondered if this was a trap set out by my enemies but after watching the boy I realized that it was not. I had to act seeing that the kid would die without even being able to live his life, so the pact between me and the boy was born that fateful day.
As Leon's journey unfolds, his bond with blood magic will define not just his powers and skills but also the alliances he forges and the adversaries he confronts. The crimson hue of his destiny paints a path fraught with challenges and triumphs, where each drop of blood spilled becomes a testament to his growing mastery and indomitable spirit.
Though it would be best if the two souls won't see what happens during the quest I give Leon, So I will have them doing their own training for when the time comes they can be put to use. It is a shame though that the blood affinity isn't as strong as Leon's. It is decent enough for them so I will need to have them also train the other highest affinity.
The first soul affinity was Blood at 62% and Time at 79%. Maybe some type of vampiric time mage? The second soul had 68% Blood and 80% Ice. There is no telling what type of magic or class they will have once they can receive if the blood affinity can merge with their other affinity the magics they will use.
Right now isn't the time to dwell on things of this matter, I have to start the quest for Leon now that the angel blood has connected to the portal. Even if he won't be able to gain anything like a title or traits since he didn't hunt them it will make it easier to gain resistance skills to holy and light magic.