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Chapter 7 - Whose rage is worse

Two years later

A young boy with a seemingly small frame walked throught the halls of his home. His short white spiky hair was a sight all for those who saw him. His hair let everyone know he was a Royal vampire. Today his maid dressed him in his green tux and shorts with a brown button shirt underneath. His blue tie complemented the outfit.

Though he thought the outfit clearly didn't match the situation he was about to be in. The boy pushes open to heavy looking doors and enters a room filled with people in armor hacking at each other.

The room stopped all its commotion as soon as he entered.

" Master Victor has arrived for training."

" Again, shouldn't he be resting in bed. He just turned two three months ago he shouldn't be training."

" He has been training since before he turned two. Same with his demonic sister lady Stel."

The room was ablaze with whispers from the guards. All were surprised with how a new blood purebred vampire could even train.

Victor's eyes shined with malice. They became an icy blue and a arua of red, though very small, announced it self around him. " Whose first?" He said as the training would be as it has been for the past three months.

He must fight every gaurd in the room one on one regardless of a win or a loss.

" Lady Stel has beaten ten of us before getting tired, but he hasn't ever one a single match. Though I admire his persistence." A female gaurd whispered to her friend next to her. She knew the boys fate as they all did. They were told to help train the boy for the future battle he would have at fourteen. They all thought it to be a joke until their lady Rebecca made them all beat the living hell out of a child barely over the age of two.

Many thought of their own children and promised to make sure they won't go through something like this.

' status'

Name: Victor Fallin

Race: Royal pureblood ( Devil)

Rank: New blood ( high tier)

Stat points: 20

STR: 10

AGI: 15

END: 8

Mana: 120

Charm: 8

Family: 3

BP: 98

He saw his stats and was truly impressed with himself. All the points he obtained through the system he saved over the years he was alive. Even if many saw him as weak outside his house, he and everyone inside new how hard he had worked to get this far. As a Royal most forgot he was still a child of two years old who shouldn't even be capable of fighting.

He also knew that his stats were impressive but nothing compared to Stel. For in the center of the room a girl stood tall with long black hair and and crimson eyes. She looked upset at the world with the mean mug she had on her face. Her body was thin, but had noticeable muscle on her shoulder and arms. She wore leather armor that looked like basic training clothes. She held a two handed axe with one hand and a bastard sword in the other.

Though the combination made no sense to others she clearly had no trouble using the two weapons to fight. Even if the were bigger than her she had the strength to swing them both like a short sword.

Name: Estelle Fallin

Race: Pure blood ( Alucards descendant)

Rank: New blood ( high teir)

STR: 28

AGI: 16

END: 19

Evil charm: 12

Her stats looked small with the system numbers, but Victor knew better. She had yet to reveal her true self.

" Let's go Vikky." Her voice loud an squeaky she walks over to Victor and stands infront of him. She stood a head taller. Most mistake her for a five year old due to her height but this was Stel, the younger of the twins.

Victor had no complaints towards the fight. It was going to happen regardless. He stood opposite from her in the center of the room ready to go. He used no weapons as that is not his way. Victor made a discovery when he was younger. Vampires had the ability to harden and sharpen the claws at will. As a Royal he could take this skill further by adding blood to the finger nails. At that point it became as sharp and as hard as a blacksmiths finest steel katana. And it will only get stronger the more he practiced.

The start bell rang and Stel was on the move. She was clearly the faster of the two. She leaped in the air just as she came within striking distance of her brother.

Victor quickly slid under her as she has the advantage in the air due to her massive weapons. Victor saw an opportunity to attack right as she smashed the ground withe her axe causing a web like crack in the ground. He lunged forward with his two hands at his side. While still in motion his hands start to slice upward intending to claw his sister.

Just as his hands reach her he finds a foot planted in his chest firmly, sending him flying to the ground. He knew he had to move quickly before she was able to pounce on him.

Stel through her axe at he brother with great force. Afterward she ran around in a cresent shape behind her brother. As he ducked her axe she caught it mid air and swung it down.

' Her speed is tremendous. She isn't even using her Rage boost yet, but since she learned to use her evil aura she can increase her abilities at will. I can't keep up.' These thoughts proved to be dangerous to have at the time with her axe closing in.

Just dodging her axe by moving his body to the side he didn't have time to dodge the sword. He straightened his fingers and hit the blade with all the power he could muster in such a short distance.

Clang

The clash shot sparks all over the place, but did not pay off for Victor. He was no where near the strength of his little sister. He was to be pushed back, but just as his feet left the ground Stel moved behind him and spun in the air doing a perfect butterfly kick on Victors head.

His face smashed into the ground with a pile of blood rushing out of it making the broken surface turn red.

" I think we're done with the warm up Vikky." Stel had a huge smile on her face as she was excited for the next part. She knew she had knocked her brother unconscious for a moment and whats happens after is what she was waiting for.

Red steam started to rise off of Victor. There was more and more by the second and it filled a small portion of the room. Lifting his head up was Victor, who had blood rushing from his skull, and his face resembles his mothers when she went on her little rampages. Though he lost no beauty as his skin wouldn't shrivel up, his eyes were completely red with blue pupils, his fangs pushed out further though still pretty small.

His arua was something that changed the faces of many vampires in the room. They have all seen this before and though not hard to stop him, it is a pain. The red wave of energy around him pushed back loose parts of the ground and was rapidly moving in a three foot radius of him.

Stels smile never dropped. Not even as her own transformation was underway. Her hair turned red quickly and her eyes went bright. Red mist swelled around her body and it filled every corner of the room.

The whole scenery went translucent red as the mist ran rampant. She had no other changes to her form, but this was what she and her brother call the rage boost. It doubles her power from before.

[ Host has loss a considerable amount of blood. Entering devils massacre. Will continue till host has hunted proper prey. All stats increased by ten.]

" Let's see whose rage is worse, Vikky."

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