Race: Dhampir; Half Vampire
Trait: Vampire-Hunter
Class: Dual-Blade Master
Gift: (Not yet decided)
Description: Born as the sole daughter of the Vampire King, she was able to inherit his powers without developing the weaknesses of an ordinary vampire. Her blood, diluted and experimented over and over, for decades, made her extremely feeble and weak.
When the blood was then mixed in with Human blood, along with the serum of bats, she was able to contain her vampiric powers, and develop into a superhuman.
But, even though she could have led a normal life, the humans forced her to drink blood, making her even more powerful than before but less stable. As time passed she started becoming more dependent upon human blood, as it required her to use most of her blood related abilities.
After decades of brainwashing, she now became extremely loathful of all the creatures of the night. Treating them as mere parasites, Kite feeds on their blood and hunts them with all her powers. It became her purpose to purge the entire world from Vampires, Ghouls and everything alike.
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That was the first thing that I could think of when I saw her status.
'Can't really say that I am used to this,' I pondered as I observed her face, as she looked at me, analyzed me from top to bottom. She must have seen the videos, and even though she came here with the intention to fight(?), she must still be cautious of me.
"Are you the so-called God?" She asked as she looked at me with a slight smirk. Seems like she was reaching a conclusion about my powers.
Her crimson hair fluttered against the wind, shining a bit brighter against the sunlight. And then a slight black hue appeared in them with the veins of her hands becoming more visible then before, and then slowly turning dark, with her eyes narrowing as she focused on me.
Blood dropped out of her fingertips before taking the shape of a small knife. The knife slowly increased in length, and then changed into a dagger before turning into a long katana. As for her other hand, another knife formed, though rather than increasing in length it slowly grew more defined.
Her eyes turned deep crimson, and her previously crimson hair was now charred black as she took a step towards me.
"The name is Crowley. You must be Kite," not answering her question, I moved to the introduction. Though, it didn't seem like she was going to as she simply jumped with her sword almost touching my eyes now.
[Accelerated Analysis!]
Taking a step back before stepping away from her way, I looked at momentum. Hmm? She was going to stop just before hitting me, huh? Perhaps a warning of sorts? Not really… I guess she wanted to interrogate me?
And then taking a few more steps, I reached behind her while taking a sip of the drink before speaking,"I have heard about you. Sebastian told me that you were strong. A bit unstable nonetheless."
I dodged once again, as I jumped up in the air before placing myself at the tip of her sword, at the place where she was going to stop her sword. And as motion once again returned to normal, her eyes widened as she felt the weight on her sword.
Immediately retracting her blood, she took a few step away from me while I continued asking,
"Such intense hate for the creatures of the night. While I am particularly not interested in them, I still wonder. Why would you show such an intense reaction against them?"
And once again, no answer.
And once again, another attack, this time directly at my heart, aimed to kill me. Twice as fast as before but still. It was slow.
'Based on her stats, she should be around an SS-Grade? A peak SS-Grade? But the power she is showing is barely an S-Grade,' I analyzed her fight patterns, and the way she was trying to slash me. Given her skill set she could easily corner me, based on her stats she could go at least 100% faster than this but still she wasn't.
-Whoosh! Slash! Whoosh!
But still she wasn't.
'Either she is holding herself back or she doesn't know her own potential,' I observed her from top to bottom. Power wise she was quite a good candidate for a [Contract!], but that [Unstable!] status. Hmmm, I gotta do something about it.
First, I parry her attack with my own sword. Her eyes looked at me with disbelief, and then a certain fury was just about to re appear in her eyes before I spoke,
"Calm down, will you?"
And then moved in for a slash. Fast enough for her to panic but slow enough for to barely dodge it. Before I moved in for another one, and then another, and another, and another.
"I haven't done anything to you. Do you really need to go so hard on me? I am not even trying to kill you? Why so hell bent on your ways?" I kept asking but I barely gave her time to answer. Forget about answering, she hardly had enough time to answer me.
And then as I cornered her at the edge of the building, I hit her legs with the blunt end of the sword, making her fall on her back. Moving in closer, I pointed my sword at her neck, just below the chin.
Observing her sweaty face as she was breathing heavily, I gave out a slight humble smile. I already had a rough idea of why she was attacking me, or maybe I 100% knew it. Protecting a half-ghoul was more than just a taboo for the humans here… the reason the others were not attacking wasn't out of 'humanity' or because I was so good with my words.
There was only one reason they were following what I said…
It was because I was powerful.
"Now that you have calmed down, can we talk? No need to be at each other's throat just when we have met right?" I asked as I wondered how I should proceed from here onwards.