What followed was chaos, the tank walked in front of the dragon bearing his massive shield in front of himself as the monster spat blood towards him, almost piercing through his defenses. A bard played his song increasing everyone’s defense and a rogue moved out of the shadows to slash at his foe and to disappear right after. These weren’t just regular adventurers after all, they were at least gold rank.

The battle continued with the tank getting closer and closer to the beast and the captain warrior staying close himself. Only when the tank’s shield had been bent beyond recognition did the warrior charge forward slashing towards the dragons face, an act the monster audibly laughed at. Spraying blood from its eyes towards the warrior it surprised him, but what would have been a fatal blow was redirected towards the tank who’d just used a skill and used his arm braces to absorb the attack. All this allowed for some dragon blood to be spilt.

Finally, the true powerhouse of the team acted, well, the two true powerhouses did. The ranger who’d been charging up a magical arrow skill together with the mage shot and hit the dragon square in the eye making the beast squirm. Enraged the beast flew in the air pooling all the blood it had lost into a sphere in front of it and shooting countless blood arrows down towards its attackers, all of which were redirected towards the team’s tank whose defense was fully destroyed making the man bleed.

The mage began to feverishly cast cantrip equivalents like mana bolt towards the dragon, all for naught, while the healer cast her healing spells on the hurt tank. The ranger shot arrow after arrow while the warrior was charging up some sort of skill.

“Amon! Chain it with your spell!”

The mage had a moment of realization and began to chant, he’d lost his cool but it wouldn’t get to him anymore – his potential demise. And so chains sprouted from the ground and coiled themselves around the dragon, and along with a debuffing and dreadful song of the bard the dragon couldn’t help but be brought to the ground and slashed by the captain.

The battle continued like that until the dragon suddenly went mad with rage! The healer had come up to the tank and given him one of the potions she’d bought before, a potion he quickly spat out in revulsion.

“What the hell Helena! You’re giving me blood to drink!?”

Indeed, that had been blood, but not just any old blood.

“YOU!”

For the first time in the battle the dragon had spoken, and in rage.

“WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY CHILD!?”

Right when it said that the other two vials of blood on the healer exploded killing her immediately. Confusing both the dragon and the now dread filled adventurers as a clapping noise could be heard.

“Good job all of you! I’m afraid this is where it ends though…”

Athak spoke as he approached the battlefield.

“You! You sold us those potions! He did it!”

They weren’t quite certain of what he’d done but one thing was for sure, they hadn’t done it and the villainous entrance of the young man was indication enough that he was the culprit.

“Now, now… Don’t fret, your sacrifice will not be in vain!”

Suddenly a mountain of a man appeared in front of the captain, slicing the already tired man’s head off and moving on to the others. Soon there was only an infuriated dragon left and two humans on the ground.

“You. Will. DIE!”

Charging at Athak the dragon had only one goal in mind, eviscerate the human with all its blood supply going into the attack, it opened its mouth and spewed even its organs and blood vessels towards the murderer of its child. But, to its dismay it was shot with a massive blast of energy through its heart, all the blood and flesh was redirected from the boy and wrapped around the dragon, all of it killing it instantly.

Athak sighed and placed a palm on the dragon, absorbing all of its blood as he began to glow in the process, his muscles bulged, his eyes glowed red, and his joints crackled.

“Ahhh, delicious! Good job, the two of you.”

Plato chuckled as he sent a thumbs up to Lilith who was still standing in the bushes to the side, sweating from mana exhaustion from her all-out attack.

“So what did you get kiddo?”

“I can now level up my blood sorcery, nothing much…”

Status

Hp:1260

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Mp: 440(8.9 mp/min)

Status

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Strength

39(10+29)

Skills:

Name

Athak

Constitution

126(11+115)

Blood Control VIII

Level

30

Dexterity

44(18+26)

Blood Absorb X(max)

Class

Blood Sorcerer

Intelligence

50(29+21)

Blood Rush VI

Race

Human

Wisdom

104(20+84)

Blood Sense X(max)

Titles

The Merciless…+3

Charisma

78(25+53)

…

Innate Abilities

Blood Sorcery(I), Blood Bank

“Nifty, you know, it’s weird how fast my blood skills have developed… Hey Lilith, care to explain?”

“Sorcerers develop the skills in their domain considerably faster than normal people, since of course, you can have those skills but not be a sorcerer.”

“Ah, what levels do you have?”

“Last time I checked in the temple I’m at level six with most of them. Level eight with my Vitality Drain.”

Athak nodded and went on to extract all the valuables from the adventurers and the dragon, including its teeth, horns and so on. When they were done they’d packed quite a bit and had put it all on good old Plato to carry. And so they went back towards the city, not caring one bit about completing the quest they’d been assigned.

When they came back and had sold all the goods to Sean they found guards flocking Gale Inn for some reason, though the reason was well known in Athak’s little entourage.

“May he rest in peace…”

Plato commented as he did a short prayer…

And so came the entrance exam for the Magus Academy known as Vermont High.

Athak stood in front of the academy as a wave of nostalgia hit him, school… All the pointlessness yet fun he’d had during his time on earth, he was lucky he hadn’t done anything over the top back then as he’d done in this world, well, save for the blood sacrifice here and there. Barely anyone noticed the missing students and even fewer cared. But just as he was about to step into the grounds he felt a shift in the air current which made him dodge to the left, a stray little wooden ball passing by him.

What he heard next was a low whistle coming from behind as he turned. There were three kids who seemed to be around his age… well, the age he seemed to be, as he was around four months old right about now.

“Not bad kid… what’s your name?”

Without anyone noticing a drop of blood poured out of the sole of his bare foot and attached itself to a rock on the ground, after that Athak slammed his foot down and the rock rose up only to be punched and thrown straight into one of his assailant’s faces.

“Ow ow ow! You! What cantrip is that!?”

The kids froze in fright, as the boy had not even chanted before using his magic, which meant he’d prepared spells in advance or… he had a magical skill!

“We’re sorry sir… we won’t do it again!”

Athak chuckled, not bothering to even get their names, then went inside of the academy building.

Finally, Athak was now seated on a wooden seat in front of a wooden desk as the professor assistant handed out the papers.

“No cheating kiddoes! Magic skills are fair game though, if you have them hehe.”

And so he began, the first question of the exam being “what is the difference between a magic skill and a magic spell?” And Athak wrote down the answer immediately, ‘The main difference between a magic skill and a magic spell is its cast time, the power output, and whether or not an incantation is necessary or not, magic skills require no incantation while spells do. And magic spells scale with the amount of mana used, while magic skills scale with that and the skill’s level.’

The second question was “What is a magic ritual?” And so on. After a total of five minutes had passed Athak handed over the paper and prepared to leave, but was stopped by the assistant.

“Wait… You have them all correct!? Your name… Athak!? Are you an aboriginal?”

The young man nodded awkwardly and awaited the next question, but it never came. Instead he left the room with a smile. Soon though he met eyes with a strange person, a pale woman with scarlet hair and a pair of glasses who the moment he met eyes with he froze.

Betty!?

The woman stopped herself, seeming to be confused by the aboriginal staring at her before she harrumphed and left the hall. What is she…? Of course, some of the people who’d come to this world must have found a way to keep themselves alive more than what a standard lifespan would offer… But it’s been hundreds of years after that had occurred, I just never expected… Never mind.

He continued forward towards the exit, with much on his mind. When he’d arrived at the guild he took a quest as to distract his mind, and to grow stronger, of course. The quest he took was a gold level quest titled “Blood Worm Den”. And its location was ten miles from the city. Going back to Gale Inn he slept and was off to do his quest…

Unlike the mountains to the west, the delta to the north, and the sea to the east, to the south was the great savanna. Where he’d come from, and many were the wild things that one could find there, not only were there lions, hyenas and all manner of monkeys and apes, there were lairs of monsters much like the kobold cave he’d stumbled across. Only one thing stood in his mind, he had to know what Betty was doing and moreover… she had to be his.

Entering the den he was met with little resistance, as if the blood worms were afraid of him, and why wouldn’t they? The dragon had been too infuriated to notice but he had a blood lineage, and his aura would blind anyone sensitive to the ways of blood magic. What followed was a massacre where Athak consumed the worms’ blood one after the other, until his body ached in pain and his blood bank was forced to expand.

<[Blood Body], become one with blood in body, greatly increasing control and understanding of blood either yours or of others, increases purity of lineage>

<[Blood Soul], become one with blood in soul, increasing control and understanding of blood either yours or of others, increases soul affinity to blood>

<[Blood Essence], purify blood that you absorb and condense it into your own more quickly, increases blood bank reserves>