[Glissk Speaking to Ace]
"I have been informed that on Earth, your idea of Magic is something much different from what I know. Human magic is complete child’s play compared to ours because we don’t have ’magic’ but rather science. The science of manipulating an object, an item, a living being, or a dead one is something we, the Practitioners of the Arts, like to dabble in.
"I believe Human Magic involves invoking curses and spells to injure people or some nonsense that involves kissing a frog to turn into a man or making a carpet fly or even sprinkling golden dust on something to make it float or sink or grow big or shrink. Don’t do that, it’s stupid and will make you sick.
"But look here, Human. Granian Magic involves something much more elusive. I can, if I feel like it, affect the tribal leaders with a disease so foul, and all I have to do is manipulate my aura with theirs. It is as simple as that."
"Quiet, let me talk. As I was saying. Humans would use some spell or cast a potion in their food or drink, yes? Well, I and the other Practitioners of the Arts use Aura manipulation. Everything around us contains aura, energy, life essence, whatever you want to call it. It can be felt from the suns in the universe to the dust latching on the clothes of the homeless beggars. Aura is everywhere and in everything. You just have to know how to manipulate it with Mana.
"Mana is something that one is either born with or forced to learn. I was fortunate enough not to be born with it, unlike the others who were robbed of the chance of learning it from scratch. Once I learned it, I started to manipulate it, and control it to whatever form I could. For instance..."
The Granian waved her hand, and from it extended a blue wisp of light moving to one of the rodents captured in her cages. The creature was as big as a fat caterpillar with tiny, immovable arms on all of its ten segments. As soon as the wisp made contact with its body, the creature’s arms extended fully with its body color changing.
"...you Humans would have called that ’magic’ but all I did was rearrange the creature’s genetic makeup using the aura in its body. The same can be said for plants and inanimate objects as well. It’s all just manipulating and rearranging aura to whatever form the target can take."
"What if you choose something it can’t take?"
Again, Glissk raised her hand, and the blue wisp engulfed the creature once more. Its body started to grow larger and larger until it was too big to fit inside the cage properly. At first, it seemed impressive to be able to shift the shape of an entity. However, Glissk’s response soon explained itself, for the creature became unstable. It shook violently and eventually imploded with blood spilling in every direction, a great deal of it landing on the table she and Ace sat.
"Perfect," she smiled as she dipped her finger in the blood, "I have shown you a perfect example of Aura manipulation, its capabilities, and limits. Now, I’m going to show you Essence manipulation and control."
Glissk’s body, now encamped by a blue wind, shook violently and rapidly. Ace witnessed her form changing into a younger version of herself, an impressive skill that he had never heard of. However, the old Granian started coughing up green blood, her frail body reverting to normal due to the strain brought by what she did to herself.
"Essence Manipulation with Aura Manipulation can be used to heal someone or make them age slower, faster, or not age at all. So far, the only ones who have mastered it are the Elders of the Intergalactic Council. It has its benefits and its curses."
Glissk wiggled her finger in her blood and mixed it with the beast’s blood. Their colors intertwined and blended into a swamp-green ooze. She then motioned for Ace to focus his Blood Mana on it and see what he could do.
"Essence control is as easy as its explanation," she spoke in a low tone, "control the essence in this blood and make it do as you wish, and then, give it life with some of your own. Fuse your essence and life energy into this blood and give it life."
"I cannot believe my eyes."
"Has this Human brought the dead back to life?"
Gravax, his forces, Grim, and his forces also gasped in utter amazement at the miraculous, physically impossible, and ethically immoral phenomena unfolding before their very eyes.
Even the Ethisian troops who were hundreds of meters away from Ace gasped in immense, horrible fear as they looked at their fallen brethren’s bodies rise up from the ground, but this wasn’t like Hemoconjuring.
Hemoconjuring depended solely on Ace killing his victim and then forming their essence into the shape of his victim’s body. Afterward, the essence would become a full-fledged Blood Warrior, living only to serve and carry out Ace’s desires no matter how wicked and immoral they were. Blood Revenant, however, was on a whole different level. Content orıginally comes from 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦•𝘯𝘦𝘵
Unlike Hemoconjuring which depended on Ace killing his targets, Blood Revenant only needed one condition to work. The target must be at the brink of death or already dead for it to work. Once that condition was met, Ace would fuse droplets of his blood with the blood of his targets and give them life. This life came at a cost for him and the victim.
The first cost was a piece of Ace’s health points; he would trade portions of his life for the lives of his victims. Second, his victims were solely obligated to kill to live and live to kill. Since they were killed and brought back to life, their purpose was refabricated to end the lives of as many creatures as they could. Failure to do so would plague them with unparalleled levels of pain so vicious that not even death could spare them from it. These victims were reborn to be known as Soulbound Dread Walkers.