All Chapters of The Broken Vampire System: Chapter 81
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~KendrixThe night smelled like copper and rain.We moved under it in silence — three shadows slipping through the Verdant perimeter. Mana fog rolled low across the ground, coiling around our boots. Somewhere far behind us, the city still breathed: faint hums of traffic, neon ghosts reflected in puddles. Here, though, there was only quiet and the soft click of our equipment.Ardent walked ahead, coat brushing the wet grass. He carried himself like a man returning home, not invading one. That bothered me more than the cold.“North array’s up ahead,” Denzel murmured through the comms. “Signal density’s low. We’re in the diagnostic pocket.”I gave a short nod. He crouched near the steel root of a communications pillar, fingers moving in small, precise arcs over his tablet. The lattice lights flickered once — twice — then dimmed. The hum in the air faltered, like the forest was holding its breath.“Thirty seconds,” Denzel said. “Starting now.”We moved.The first barrier shimmered as Ard
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~Denzel Ardent was still pinned to the ground, wrists bound in glowing cuffs. His breath came short, ragged against the cold metal floor. The red lights painted everything in the room the same colour as blood. The soldiers fanned out in a half-circle around Kendrix and me, their rifles trained steady. The hum of charged mana filled the air — the sound of restraint, not mercy. Calen stood behind them, hands folded neatly behind his back. His coat looked untouched by the chaos he’d created. “Restrain them,” he said. His tone was soft, but the kind that made you move faster. One of the guards stepped forward. The chain in his hand hissed faintly with energy. I met Kendrix’s eyes. He didn’t need to say anything. Neither did I. The first soldier reached for my shoulder. I exhaled once, slow — then snapped my fingers. Flame detonated from the floor in a sharp, expanding burst. Heat and light ripped through the chamber, throwing men backward like ragdolls. The shockwave cracked the
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~DenzelCalen’s silhouette moved through the haze—slow, deliberate, every step echoing like a countdown.“Show me the limit of my power?” I laughed. “Come on then.”The air buckled when I moved. Fire flared in a tight arc from my palm, compressed until it screamed against the pressure. Calen lifted a hand lazily, tracing a circle midair. The blaze hit an invisible barrier and folded—collapsing into steam that hissed at our feet.He smiled faintly. “Is that all?”I lunged forward, cutting through the fog. A burst of wind propelled me faster than the eye could follow. Calen sidestepped, coat flaring, and I spun—fire blooming from my heel. The kick sliced through his sleeve, searing fabric before his hand snapped out and redirected the rest of the flame into the ceiling.We broke apart, the floor glowing from heat.For a moment, it was quiet.I inhaled, drawing mana into my core until the air crackled around me. Lightning hissed up my arms, tracing my veins like molten silver.Calen stra
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~DenzelThe floor hummed under me, the faint metallic vibration of the fusion chamber collapsing into silence. My lungs felt like they’d been lined with fire. I tried to push up, but gravity itself betrayed me. Calen’s shadow stretched long across the ruined room, calm in the middle of the wreckage.He stepped over the debris, his coat unruffled despite the inferno we’d just torn through. The pale light from the ceiling flickered across his face, highlighting a thin smile that didn’t reach his eyes.Without a word, he hooked his fingers slightly — and invisible hands gripped my leg.I was yanked off the floor like a rag doll, crashing onto my back before being dragged across the metal surface.“Get off—” I growled, twisting, but my body wouldn’t obey. My muscles felt disconnected, my mana refusing to respond.Calen didn’t even look back. His tone was clinical. “Don’t waste your energy. It’s impossible to get out of my telekinetic hold. No one has ever succeeded.”My body lifted off th
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~LaurentThe portal spat me out just outside Denzel’s house. The same place I was when I was leaving.For a second, I just stood there — half crouched, hand still on my blade, expecting something to lunge. But there was nothing. Just the faint hum of the mana lamp in the corner and the rain tapping against the glass. I smiled. Ashmother couldn’t follow me here. I got the Ashvine Resin and with that, the last thing I needed to make what can save Ciela. My stats menu soon came up.[UPDATED STATS: Laurent Draven]Level: 68Strength: 400Agility: 320Endurance: 290Perception: 240Intelligence: 170Skills:– Shadow Step– Shadow Cloak– Blood Surge– Fang Bite– Claw Manifestation– Bat’s Agility– Blood Sense– Shadow Dominion– Blood Clone– Shadow Prison– Hemokinesis– Energy Projection– Blood Berserk– Spectral Rift (new)Weapons:– Fang & Talon– Vermilion Edge– Gorath’s Chainfang– Eclipsera– ErevalObtained Items:– Wyrm Core– Ashvine Resin– Heartroot Petal⸻The menu faded.
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~Laurent“What’s the plan?” Denzel’s voice was rough, still frayed at the edges of what we’d just escaped.“Get out of Verdant forest alive.”–––The ridge fell away into darkness below us. Verdant stretched out like a sleeping giant—black treetops shifting in the wind, mist crawling through their branches. The smell of burning metal from the facility clung to the rain. Every breath carried ash.We started down the slope without speaking. The forest swallowed sound fast; even the crunch of wet leaves underfoot died before it could echo. I kept Ereval drawn, the blade dim but warm against my palm. From his expression, I knew he wanted to ask me where that sword I was wielding came from but couldn’t because we had worse things to worry about. We were in a monster city which was already dangerous on its own and now, all the monsters were probably searching for us. Denzel walked a few paces behind me, looking over his shoulder every few minutes to make sure we weren’t being followed.He m
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~LaurentThe rain had thinned to a mist by the time I stepped outside the hospital. The city was still half-asleep, painted in gray light and the smell of wet asphalt. For once, it was quiet enough to hear my own breathing.I leaned against the railing overlooking the courtyard. The drizzle traced cold lines down my sleeve, but I didn’t mind. The world felt… lighter. Ciela was resting inside. Maybe not healed, but alive. That was enough for now.Then I remembered the vial.The Elixir’s glass. I’d left it by her bedside.I turned back. The corridor was dim, lined with sleepy nurses and the low hum of mana-powered lamps. When I opened the door to her room again, the air felt different. Warmer. Brighter somehow.The vial still sat on the side table, faintly glowing from residual mana. I reached for it——and a hand caught mine.I froze.Her fingers were cold but strong enough to stop me. My eyes snapped to her face. Ciela’s lashes fluttered once… then lifted.Brown. The same impossible br
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~Laurent The gate closed behind me with a sound that didn’t belong to metal — more like something exhaling after waiting too long. The air turned thick, warm, and wet against my skin. I took one step forward and the echo came back wrong, swallowed too fast. The catacomb opened wider here, and the light changed. The walls weren’t just carved stone anymore; they pulsed faintly, threaded with veins that glowed red under a translucent layer. Every few seconds, the glow ran down into the floor like blood through a circuit. It made the place feel alive — or dying. I tightened my grip on Ereval. “This room gives off a lot of energy. The monster here must be really powerful.” The silence pressed closer. Far off, something dripped at a steady rhythm. I moved carefully, measuring each step, letting my eyes adjust to the dim. Bones — human, maybe — were fused into the wall. Not decoration. Absorption. A reminder that everything here had been taken by something stronger. A low hum ripple
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~LaurentThe chamber pulsed with red light. My lungs burned, my heartbeat stuttering against the weight pressing down from that towering thing. Each breath felt like drawing air through wet cloth.I stared up at it — the Brood Warden, reborn. The mana around it vibrated like heat over stone, each pulse heavy enough to rattle my teeth.My claws twitched. Every instinct screamed to run, but the gate behind me was sealed shut. I tried anyway, slamming my shoulder against the barrier. Nothing. It held like a wall of solid air.The system’s text shimmered faintly in the corner of my vision.[Warning: Escape route unavailable.]No kidding.I turned back toward the creature, forcing my thoughts into line. “So the only way out is through…”The Warden moved first.It didn’t roar this time. It appeared. One moment it was standing yards away, the next its hand was already swinging toward me, a wall of flesh and iron. I rolled under the blow, shadows exploding from my step. My claws flashed upwar
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~Laurent When the last of the clones folded back into me there was a hollow, echoing sensation behind my ribs, like settling stones. For a moment I stood with my hands on my knees, breathing the cold air of the catacomb and feeling every pound in my pulse. The teeth of the cave had been bared; the Brood Warden was down. It should have been simple gratitude, but there was something else — the quiet arithmetic of what I’d just pushed my body through and what might lie ahead. The system stuttered across my vision like an old machine remembering its own name. [Level Up: 80] [Attributes Significantly Increased] [UPDATED STATS: Laurent Draven] Level: 80 Strength: 425 Agility: 340 Endurance: 330 Perception: 250 Intelligence: 190 Skills: (listed) + Spectral Rift (mastered), Blood Berserk (improved), Blood Clone (improved), etc. I smiled when I saw the upgrade. I honestly wasn’t expecting this much. Maybe, just maybe I had gotten strong enough to go toe to toe with Calen and his a