The System Of A Vampire - 107 Not my Avatar?

“Excellent work” spoke Draig scaring the poor smith as the man jumped noticeably.

“It is, isn’t it. I have done all I can to make the blade more sturdy but still I don’t see much practicality in using such a flimsy sword” started the Smith but Draig picked up his Rapier and began slashing and stabbing rapidly leaving noticeable marks in the wall of the shop. Surprisingly it indeed didn’t break as the Smith had said causing the man some shock.

“Excellent work indeed” smile the Feratu as he cast his towards the smith who seemed to be waiting for something.

“I have finished your sword as requested, now you can remove this piece of paper right” asked the Smith though he was in for a rude awakening as another slip of paper flew out and the man disappeared.

“So it can hold living things as well, I must admit I didn’t expect it to work but this does save me some trouble” chuckled Draig as several more Talismans flew out decorating the building as the Feratu stepped out of the rundown shop.

The one holding the smith still inside as he got a safe distance away with his sword at his hip.

‘Boom’ thought Draig as he activate the Talismans causing the building to erupt in a massive explosion destroying the shop and the talisman holding the man inside.

Draig had done this so he wouldn’t be reported to the authorities but also to show himself that he was still the Vampire he was before as his recent way of handling things had shown a change in his usual self. He didn’t wish to grow dependent on others as he had been of late, this he felt had mostly come from the fact he had been forced into human interaction in order to learn the Deva arts but this little act had shown him that he was still the same person as before.

Shaking his head to clear it of thoughts Draig ignored the screams of the people who rushed to put out the fire and assist the wounded while he returned to the palace in order to continue his practice and channel his Deva energy through the use of his Rapier.

Soon a week had passed since the incident with the Smith’s shop and Draig could be seen in the courtyard attempting to channel his Deva energy through the Rapier though he was facing an issue at the moment.

It seemed his Rapier refused to cut if he was channeling his Deva Energy through it and it proved even more futile when he attempted to channel Mana into the blade. It had worked before when he tested the blades ability to cut in the shop but now it seemed that it was nothing more than a rod in his hands.

However unknown to him on this particular day the Emperor was watching him closely upon finding the odd weapon at the Vampire’s side.

‘Why pick such a useless weapon Draig’ wondered the Emperor as he felt Draig surge his Deva energy again though this time with more force and a image that was contrare to what he had seen the night of Baipa’s attack rose above the Vampire.

‘A brush’ thought the Emperor with shock, this wasn’t Draig’s avatar. At least not what he had witnessed that night.

‘What is going on here’ wondered the Emperor as he dropped down and called out to Draig.

“Stop what your doing, it is futile to continue” sighed the Emperor though he disguised his confusion well. People didn’t have two Avatars, they may be able to switch the idea behind their avatar thus explaining those Deva who wielded more than one blade but still the Avatar itself never changed.

“What do you mean” asked Draig gruffly surprising the Emperor at the tone but he ignored it for the moment and would make a point of bringing it up later.

“You can’t cut with a brush” sighed the Emperor causing Draig some confusion, he was obviously holding a sword.

“I have been watching you practice for only a little while but I can tell you where your current issue lies, the Avatar you have been manifesting isn’t your Avatar” stated the Emperor causing Draig to widen his eyes.

“What do you mean it isn’t my Avatar, I have yet to manifest my Avatar” spoke Draig in confusion removing the grit from his voice.

“Oh but you have, I have seen it or should I say them” stated the Emperor.

“The Avatar I have been watching you manifest is a Brush thus try as you might you will never be able to cut with this sword. However the Avatar I saw that night was of a different breed and was perfectly capable of killing let alone cutting” informed the Emperor causing Draig some shock as he had been practicing with the little bit he knew about the sword from the Founder’s memories.

‘A brush, I killed and forced that man to make me a glorified Brush’ growled Draig as he looked to the Heavens with a hateful stare.

Draig cursed to himself as it seemed this had been a waste of time and the Emperor seemed to sense this so he spoke.

“Don’t look at this as anything other than a blessing Draig, from what I have seen you are talented and deadly with a brush as well as a sword” comforted the Emperor turning his back while this had given Draig something to think about.

“A brush huh, seems I will be able to do something with this after all” snorted Draig as he began practicing his runes yet again though it was attempting to place them with the Rapier rather than his hand which showed more promise than the former.

In the Cavern the woman looked at Draig spitefully as well.

“I had plans for the Smith you brat but that’s fine, you take something from me and I will take something from you” spoke the woman as she touched the orb and caused a butterfly effect of events to begin unfolding.

“Don’t mess with my games little Feratu” grunted the woman as she continued watching in excitement waiting for her meddling to show fruits.