Blood Mage

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-!" The boy wakes up screaming, again. He doesn't regret performing the ritual. He did it, knowing it could fail. But his impending death is torturing him, even in his sleep, and his body is deteriorating more quickly than he can handle. "I don't want to die..." The situation isn't completely hopeless. The method he's recently discovered could be his lifeline, but he's hesitating because of a thought that just won’t leave him. "Can I really take other people's lives to extend mine?"' He is dying and desperate, but he refuses to do something that goes against his conscience. ...At least for now. "There has to be another way. I'm not making the same mistake again!" Repeating that mantra, the boy walks to his magic lab, his shadow darker than it was yesterday. The Blood Mage is a Male Mage with a deeper connection with blood magic, siphoning and using the blood of others to replenish his longevity. He feeds on the vitality of others to prolong his own life and strengthen him in battle, it is for this reason that the Blood Mage is a pariah within the mage community. Regardless, Blood Mages are more than willing to spill blood to gain it, for power and for survival. The dark red figure that is as tall as a teenage boy murmurs. "Imposter, you're not strong enough to resist any further." Its voice is low, but the sound seeps into his lungs, chilling him from the inside. He has to force himself to speak. "*Pant Pant* A mere human dares resist the One. How foolish!" His bravado can't hide the slight tremble in his voice. "A human? Yes, I used to be a human. But not anymore. I've long crossed human limits with the energy I've absorbed from creatures like you." Then the dark red fog around him clears, revealing a ghastly pale visage of a young man, two sharp cuspids visible between bloody red lips. Sharp cuspids! "Eek! You're that vampire I’ve heard about! You monster! You drain life out of everyone you see! You can kill me, but you're nothing compared to him!" He shouts the words that he feared to say, and the scream that follows is no different to him from the squealing of a dying pig. "A monster. Yes, I guess I'm a monster now. But I prefer Bloodseeker." The dark red figure continues to whispers to himself. "But this is so entertaining. I feel foolish for being afraid of crossing that line." He who reaches the source of the world through Sanguinem shall be worshiped by every creature. I was once so weak. I desperately tried all I could to escape the clutches of Death. Then one day, a red light descended onto me. It was so powerful that it burned Death on my heels, and burned my frail shell in the process. Did it kill me? No—it reached everywhere in my body, driving away weakness, replacing it with a power that transcended life and death! The red light! It was Sanguinem, the fountain of life, the key to the source of everything in this world! And today, with the power of Sanguinem in me, I've finally arrived here. Time, pain, ignorant creatures, and everything else that once blocked my path are no more—finally, I'm at the Gate of the Source! Once I cross this gate, I'll be so much more than just alive. The true power of life will unfold itself before my eyes, teaching me its real meaning. Once I master everything it can teach me, I'll be reborn as the truth! I'll be the life, the power, and the source of everything! And I'll introduce the ignorant creatures in this world to a new way of life. Kneel! Offer your life, your blood, to your new lord! ""Gaaagh!"" I could not contain my rage and released blood from all over my body. Everything around me lost their life, and this place was filled with my blood. I tried to get rid of this indescribably unpleasant sensation, but I could not. Am I… am I feeling the fear of death again? “Begone! I said get lost!” The seemingly endless blood of my body became exhausted, and the abyss revealed itself like an object at the bottom of a dry lake. Abyss… the cause of everything. Was it… this that brought me the fear of death and the bliss of life? Me, the pure truth… Me the essence of blood itself, and my last remaining weakness… “Keh, hehehehe… Interesting...” The one preserving my life was my one weakness. I cannot be perfect like this. But there’s no reason for me to live without being perfect. To be perfect… even this weakness needs to be one with me. I brought together all my blood, and it gathered and compressed around the abyss. Abyss, return to your primal form. And… be one with my blood, reborn as more perfect! The solid Abyss began bursting out. “....!!” With pain so unbearable that I couldn’t scream, I could feel the abyss flow into my blood. “Khh…” My heart, no my entire body felt like it was burning up. Things shouldn’t be mixed were joining, as if sharp blades were flowing through my veins. Veins of weak body, no my entire body began melting. And where all melted away the blood mixed with Abyss began to take place. Ahh… Yes, now I am truly reborn. I was not unable to reach the truth, I had merely opened the door and was missing that one step! The shaking body became calm, and I could feel the strength flowing roughly through my veins. Calling this ‘Abyss’ like what those ignorant fools have would be an insult. As I lifted my hand up, a crimson crystal came into form. A bloody red Abyss… The Bloodbyss! All lives kneeling, and to kneel before me! You no longer need to offer your lives to me. They already belong to me! I will consider the cost of debt you have for preserving your pathetic lives as already paid. Before you realize, your lives will already be flowing within me. " Blood Mage's Powers: The most important feature of the Blood Mage is that it doesn't just use Mana (MP). He has an exclusive blood bar called Sanguinem. His combat works on a hunting cycle: Absorption Abilities: He uses quick attacks (such as sending swarms of bats or bloodhounds) that bite enemies and drain their life force, filling the Sanguinem bar and healing the mage himself. Consumption Skills: With a full bar, he uses up this accumulated blood to cast devastating blows. If he tries to use a Consumption attack without enough blood, the skill will devour his own HP. It solidifies the blood almost as if it were red glass or sharp crystal. Its regular attacks include: Spears and Stakes: He does not use wands; Your main weapon in the game is a spear. He creates gigantic blood spears that impale enemies from floor to ceiling (skills like Torment and Soul Steal). Familiar Beasts: He molds his own blood into creatures, such as giant hunting dogs and swarms of carnivorous bats that chase targets across the landscape. Primal Teleportation: He can liquefy himself in a pool of blood or transform into a cloud of bats to dodge attacks and instantly reposition himself behind the enemy's back (Creeping). As he transcends his human limitations in the story, his attacks become cataclysms of divine proportions: Blood Stream (Bloodseeker's Awakening): He summons a gigantic tornado made of pure blood around himself. The hurricane of liquid blades pulls all enemies on the screen towards the center, crushing them while the mage absorbs everyone's life force simultaneously. Fatality / Blood Spear: Mara (Awakening of the Vampire Lord): The aristocratic and domineering side appears here. He summons the blood moon and raises oceans of blood from the ground, creating a colossal spear or an abyssal beast that crushes enemies, ending with the character elegantly snapping his fingers as enemies explode. Bloodbyss (Neo's Final Awakening: Blood Mage): This is the blow narrated in the last part of your text. He compresses all the blood in his body with the dark energy of the "Abyss", creating the Bloodbyss — an omnipotent red crystal. He levitates, floods the entire screen under an ocean of dark blood and distorts gravity itself, causing spikes of crystalline blood to rain from the sky. It is an attack that annihilates the essence of life on screen, asserting its position as a divine entity. His combat is a balance between unbridled hunger (tearing his enemies apart to feed himself) and cold sovereignty (destroying them with a snap of his fingers when he is already satiated).