All Chapters of The Broken Vampire System: Chapter 41
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~CalenThe forest breathed in low, wet whispers. Mist clung to my coat as I walked through the trees, each step stirring the soft, damp earth. The moon was a dim coin behind the clouds, its light too weak to touch the ground.Beside me, the creature I’d grown fond of padded silently — long-limbed and lithe, skin burnished a faint pewter. His eyes smoldered gold; his breath steamed in the chill. The faint tang of blood clung to him like a shadow. He was taller than me, broad and solid where wolves are lean. He had been my companion in this world that despised monsters.We stopped near a clearing, the grass flattened by recent movement. I turned to him. “You’ve been keeping watch, haven’t you?”“Yes,” it rasped, voice low and almost human. “Your servants… they didn’t return.”“They’re obviously goofing around somewhere like most teenagers do.” I folded my hands behind my back. “Are they still in this forest?”The creature suddenly went still. His head lifted, nostrils flaring. Then he s
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~CielaThe training room smelled faintly of metal, chalk, and effort. My breath fogged faintly in the cold air each time I exhaled. It was a Saturday, which meant the place was almost empty — no shouts, no thuds of sparring pairs. Just the echo of my own movements and the low hum of the lighting.I lifted my hand, palm out. The barbell on the rack trembled, then lifted cleanly into the air, plates rattling against each other. My system’s pulse synced with my heartbeat — steady, sharp. The bar floated above me, gleaming faintly under the ceiling lights. I tightened my focus, beads of sweat sliding down my temple.“Steady,” I murmured to myself.I rotated my wrist slightly. The bar tilted, balanced at an impossible angle, before dropping down toward the floor. I caught it with my mind and froze it midair, the metal groaning softly. My psychokinesis wasn’t strong enough yet to manipulate heavier objects for long, but I could feel the edges of that limit stretching. If I pushed just a lit
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~IvelleThe house smelled like burnt wood, smoke, and cleaning supplies. Every step I took made my boots squeak on the scorched floor, and I couldn’t stop babbling, even though Master Laurent and Denzel were both silent, their eyes focused on the mess around us.“Seriously, you guys left me behind,” I said, picking up shards of charred glass and waving them in the air. “I could have helped! I have powers too. You should have woken me up. I could have—”“You’ll get your turn,” Master Laurent said quietly. His voice didn’t carry scolding, but it made me stop and stare at him.Denzel sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “Ivelle, can you just help clean first?”I huffed. “Fine, fine!”I stacked some of the ruined furniture against the wall. The room felt empty, scarred. Laurent didn’t say a word, and Denzel kept pacing, rubbing his chin like he was weighing the weight of the world. I glared at them both.Finally, Denzel broke the silence. “What happened back in the forest, Laurent?”I
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~Omniscient POVThe air inside the cavernous room thickened with silence.Ivelle’s throat clicked as she tried to form a sentence. “I–I was just—uh—I got lost!” Her laugh came out strangled. “T-the crates all look the same, so I just… wandered in.”The hulking monster before her didn’t blink. His eyes gleamed red, pupils thin as blades. “You’re unauthorised. You can’t be in here.” he growled, voice like gravel scraping metal. “You’ll have to come with me.”He stepped closer. The ground trembled with each stride. Ivelle’s tail curled around her leg, panic rising. Her lips parted, ready to scream—The ceiling above them cracked.With a deafening crash, two figures dropped through the dust and smoke. Laurent landed in a perfect crouch, shadows curling from his boots. Denzel slammed down chest-first beside him with a grunt that echoed.“Ugh! That’s going to be a bruise,” Denzel muttered, rolling over. Then he caught sight of the monster. “Oh.”Laurent straightened, cloak swaying. His eyes
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~Omniscient POVThe air in Ciela’s training room shimmered faintly with mana. Thin trails of energy wound around her as she moved, sweat clinging to her brow. She was barefoot on the polished floor, a staff hovering inches from her palm — rotating, slow and steady, guided by thought alone.Her breathing was even. Focused. Every motion looked rehearsed, but there was hunger behind it, she knew she had to get stronger. Not just for her father but so that she’ll be able to protect those dear to her and now that monsters roamed freely amongst them, she was running out of time.The staff dipped slightly but she corrected it with a flick of her fingers. The wood obeyed, gliding upward with a hum. Her mind tightened around it until the strain built at her temples. She gritted her teeth, pushing just a little harder.The staff quivered, then shot toward the far wall.Ciela reached out, and it froze midair, a heartbeat before impact. The silence that followed was sharp, brittle. She exhaled, l
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~LaurentThe air inside Denzel’s house buzzed faintly with mana. What was left of the ceiling lights flickered overhead as blue arcs crawled across the crate, wrapping it in a shimmer that looked like static trapped under glass.Silas knelt in front of it, sleeves rolled to the elbows, chalk dust coating his fingers. His hair stuck up in odd directions, eyes bright with a kind of nervous excitement that made me slightly uneasy.“Alright,” he muttered, drawing another sigil on the floorboards. “If this works, the magic from the crate should respond to the mana circuit and form a line to its sister enchantments.”Denzel stood beside me with his arms crossed. “And if it doesn’t?”“Then we start again.” Silas grinned, too cheerful for what we were doing.Ivelle crouched beside him, watching the glowing lines snake outward. “You can do it,” she said. “It looked like it was working that time.”“It looked like it,” Denzel echoed dryly.Silas ignored him. He pressed his palm against the edge
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~CielaThe evening light stretched long across my desk, bleeding orange through the curtains. My room smelled faintly of parchment and lavender soap. I sat cross-legged by the window, book in hand, trying to focus on a passage about ancient mana formations. The words blurred after a while. My thoughts, still slipping back to the documents I’d seen in Father’s study.I sighed, rubbing my eyes. Maybe I was just overthinking it. He handled dozens of projects every month. It probably meant nothing.Then came a soft tap-tap on the window.I froze. My room was on the second floor.The knock came again — louder this time. I turned slowly, heart climbing into my throat, and saw a shadow just outside the glass.When I leaned closer, a grin met me through the pane. Kendrix.I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding. “You’re insane,” I muttered, standing and unlatching the window. Cool evening air rushed in as I pushed it open.“Kendrix?” I whispered. “Why were you at my window? How
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~Omniscient POVThe creature lunged before either of them could breathe. Its mouth tore open in a scream that didn’t sound like a human’s — too raw, too jagged. Claws glinted in the lamplight as it came for Ciela, fast and low, every muscle coiled for the kill.Kendrix moved first.His arm shot out, catching the thing mid-charge. The slap landed like a thunderclap. The half-monster flew sideways, crashed into the alley wall hard enough to leave a crater, and slumped into the rubble with a low, broken laugh.“Stay behind me,” Kendrix said, voice calm but heavy. “I’ll handle this.”The figure staggered upright, bones cracking into place. It grinned through split lips, eyes flickering between human brown and a ghostly white. “Help me,” it whispered — then the voice warped. “Kill you.”The air dropped a degree. Shadows along the walls began to move.Thin, spectral hands crawled out from the cracks — translucent, shaking, some too small, some too long. Their shapes shimmered with violet li
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~LaurentThe air inside Denzel’s house still hummed with fading mana when the glow finally dimmed. The sigils Silas had carved into the floor pulsed once more and then went still, blue light bleeding away like breath in cold air. The crate trembled faintly, its ribbons twitching.“It’s stable,” Silas said, voice shaky but bright with pride. “The tracking anchor’s holding. The spell’s… actually holding!”I exchanged a quick look with Denzel. He shrugged, half impressed, half surprised.Silas turned to us, grin wild. “I wasn’t even sure that I could pull a spell of this magnitude but I did. I really did it.”“You did,” I said. “And that’s enough. You can go now. Thanks a lot for your help.”His face fell. “What? No—no, you can’t just send me off now! This is the biggest spell I’ve ever managed to complete.” His voice trembled slightly, but his eyes were burning. “Let me keep helping. Please.”Denzel rubbed his temples. “You sure about that? This could put your education at stake.”“I do
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~LaurentThe moment those words left its mouth — I see you — something in my chest snapped tight.It wasn’t supposed to be possible. No one, not even a Saint-tier tracker, could pierce Shadow Cloak. I was invisible to light, mana, scent, even heat. Yet those red eyes were fixed exactly where I stood, unblinking, amused.A low hum rippled through the air, then my system flared in warning:[Danger: S-Rank Adversary Detected]My stomach dropped.Before I could retreat, the thing blurred. One heartbeat it was standing inside the shattered cage, the next it was in front of me. I thought I was fast but the way this thing moved was too fast for me to track.Its hit came like a hammer through air — a backhand that I didn’t even see coming. My ribs folded, the world tilting sideways as I slammed into the stone wall hard enough to crack it. My invisibility shattered, Shadow Cloak winking out in a burst of black mist.Pain bit through my body, but training forced me upright.He stood there, calm