Chapter 163: BESTOWING BLOODLINE III
Abilities
◈ Glacial Shadowcraft
Manipulate darkness and frost together, weaving them into deadly artistry. Shadows freeze solid into jagged ice, forming barriers or blades; ice reflects and bends moonlight, creating illusions of cold night that disorient foes, leading them into traps of frost and shadow.
◈ Eternal Winter’s Shroud
An aura of chilling silence radiates around her, a palpable cold that seeps into bones. The closer enemies draw, the slower their heartbeat, their mana, and even their thoughts, until they are entombed in a stillness that feels like death, their bodies sluggish and minds clouded.
◈ Moonlit Blizzard
Summon storms of snow and shadow, where visibility vanishes and enemies wander blind, their senses dulled by the swirling dark. The blizzard feeds on fear, growing stronger the longer it lasts, its icy winds carrying whispers of despair.
◈ Abyssal Frostfangs
Summon creatures of frost and shadow—wolves with eyes of ice, serpents coiling with frozen mist, or banshee-like shades wailing with cold despair—that bite with a cold so deep it burns into the soul, leaving wounds that never heal.
◈ Night’s Hibernation
Suspend enemies into a frozen stasis of shadow-ice, trapping them between life and death, their bodies locked in crystalline prisons. Time itself slows for them, leaving them vulnerable to Alice’s will, their fates hanging in her grasp.
◈ Lunar Eclipse Cry [Ultimate]
A shriek that calls the moon’s dark face, a sound that pierces the heavens. Shadows and ice erupt across the battlefield, freezing blood in veins and extinguishing every flame, plunging all into a night of absolute cold. For one night, she becomes winter incarnate, unstoppable and merciless.
◈ Frost of the Forgotten [Passive]
Her presence lowers temperature unnaturally, breath fogging in the air, silence following her steps. Courage dies in her wake, and enemies slain by her abilities rise briefly as frozen shades, fighting once in her service before crumbling into snow, a fleeting echo of her power.
After Alice, Aaron continued further, warping every single one he mentioned all at once, the air in the chamber crackling with spatial distortions as they appeared around him. Isobel, Michael, Leonardo, Leo, Bluestar, Rose, Blade, King, Liam, and Joseph materialized in a circle, their expressions ranging from confusion to wary anticipation, the stone floor beneath them vibrating faintly with the energy of Aaron’s power.
Aaron didn’t bother to say a word to them, his mind razor-focused on changing their bloodlines, intoxicated by the sheer thrill of wielding his new ability, his hands glowing with dark energy as he prepared to reshape their essences.
[Isobel Highborn]
Race: Vampire
Rank: God(★★★)
Strength: ★★
Agility: ★★★
Vitality: ★★★
Stamina: ★★
Mana: ★★
Luck: ★
Charm: ★★★
Soul Strength: ★★★
Talent: S rank - Corrosive Blood
Bloodline: Umbral Nosferatu
When most vampires evolved, they sought beauty, elegance, or domination through blood. But the Umbral Nosferatu walked a different path. The path of void hunger. They embody the eternal famine of night, consuming not only blood but also life-force, magic, and even memories. Isobel’s bloodline is no longer bound to mortality or parasitism. She becomes a living abyss, a predator whose hunger erases, not sustains.
Abilities
◈ Voidborne Hunger
Her bite or touch does not just drain blood—it consumes vitality, mana, and fragments of the soul, leaving victims hollow shells. Nothing she devours is wasted; it becomes fuel for her existence, strengthening her with every life taken, her eyes glowing brighter with each stolen essence.
◈ Abyssal Transfiguration
She can take on a monstrous true form, with wings woven of living shadow that ripple like liquid night, fangs like jagged obsidian that gleam with menace, and eyes burning with voidlight that instill dread. In this form, fear itself becomes a weapon, paralyzing those who meet her gaze, their hearts seizing in terror.
◈ Eclipse Maw
Manifests a rift-like maw of darkness, a gaping void capable of swallowing spells, attacks, or even entire beings. What enters never returns, only strengthens her, feeding her endless hunger, the void pulsing with absorbed power.
◈ Shadow Parasite
She can plant fragments of herself within enemies’ shadows, invisible and insidious. Those marked slowly weaken as their essence is drained from afar, their strength siphoned until they collapse or become thralls, bound to her will, their eyes hollow with submission.
◈ Blood of the Black Moon
Her blood burns like black fire, poisonous to gods and mythic creatures alike. Any who dare to drink her essence are cursed with eternal hunger and madness, their sanity unraveling as they claw at their own minds.
◈ Specter Dominion
Commands the spirits of those she has consumed, summoning them as a wailing army, ghosts, shades, and revenants bound in eternal service, their cries a haunting chorus that chills the air and sows despair.
◈ Eternal Hunger [Ultimate]
Unleashes the true curse of the Umbral Nosferatu: a black eclipse that transforms the battlefield into a devouring void. All vitality, mana, and courage bleed away into her, leaving only husks behind, her power surging with each life extinguished, her form radiant with stolen energy.
◈ Plague Curse
The Nosferatu is a bringer of pestilence and plague. Release plague to lesser beings, a creeping sickness with no cure, spreading relentlessly until she wills it to end, entire realms falling to her silent, devastating curse.
[Michael]
Race: Demon
Rank: God(★★★)
Strength: ★★
Agility: ★★★
Vitality: ★★★
Stamina: ★★
Mana: ★★
Luck: ★
Charm: ★★★
Soul Strength: ★★★
Talent:
SS Rank — Firelord
SS Rank — Lightning Lord
Bloodline: Astral Ifrit
Forged from the forgotten fires that burned when the first stars collapsed, the Astral Ifrit is a nightborn entity of storm and flame. It is said that when lightning split the void, the Ifrit was the first roar that followed—the embodiment of flame that does not consume, but rules. Michael, with lightning in his veins and fire in his soul, becomes a living conduit of this cosmic nightfire, a hybrid whose storm-wreathed infernos can shake both heavens and underworlds.
Abilities
◈ Voidflame Authority
Command flames laced with the void—burning not only flesh, but essence and mana, leaving no ash but absence. These fires cling like shadows, immune to ordinary extinguishing, their dark glow searing through defenses.
◈ Stormfire Ascendance
Lightning and fire fuse into one destructive storm, a tempest of power. Summon astral firestorms that scorch land and sky, splitting earth and clouds alike with crackling, fiery devastation.
◈ Infernal Step
Move as flame and lightning itself, vanishing into a burst of sparks and reappearing in a stormburst at another location, the air crackling with his passage, leaving trails of smoldering embers.
◈ Nightbrand
Enemies struck by his lightning or flame are branded with a shadow-sigil, a mark that pulses with dark energy. Their wounds reignite with astral fire until purged, a lingering torment that saps their strength.
◈ Eclipse Ifrit Form [Ultimate]
Take on his true astral form: a colossal firestorm entity cloaked in nightlightning, towering over the battlefield. In this state, his destructive aura alone bends battlefields, and each strike carries both flame and thunder of the void, reshaping reality with every blow.
◈ Immortal Cinder [Passive]
Even if slain, a fragment of his essence remains as a smoldering ember, glowing faintly in the ashes. So long as it is not extinguished, he may reignite himself, reborn in a blaze of astral fire, his return a fiery rebirth.