Male Reader X Maria Renard.
[WARNING: This story contains plenty of narrative elements that are far more sinister and disturbing than my other books. Reader discretion is advised.]
The French Revolution. Late 18th Century France, 1792.
France has se...
Name: Y/N L/N. Born in 1773. 10 during 1784, when you were trained by other Sorcerers. And when a horrific event undertakes place. 19 during 1792, the 3rd year of the French Revolution. And when your story against the creatures of the night and their vampiric masters truly begins.
Hair Color: H/C Eye Color: E/C
Abilities: Expert in nearly all types of defensive and offensive Electrokinesis - Electromagnetism sorcery knowledge. Which comes with kinetic shield, blast wave, rocket, and grenade creation via your Sorcery.
Teleportation, which isn't infinite. Overusage results in exhaustion.
Able to heal nearly anyone via your Sorcery.
If separated from your sword (image down below) you are able to control a certain amount of electrical energy wrapped around your arms through the use of an electromagnetic field, forming electrical blades. In turn, you are able to engage in close quarters combat with them.
Ability to lift objects, including extremely heavy objects without even touching them, on account of your Sorcery.
Inhuman durability, speed, agility, strength, reflexes, endurance, accelerated healing factor, X-ray vision, and just about everything else that enhances your body and mind entirely for the better.
Your Sorcery energy appears as bright red lightning with a white core.
☆☆☆
Your sword, Zhamkara. Which was created after many of your failed attempts at using creation sorcery to create the ideal weapon to your liking. All of your magical might can be funneled into Zhamkara, making it an extremely fatal weapon to be used against any poor bastard on the other end of it, human or vampire. Without even using Zhamkara, or your powers for that matter, your fists and your legs are still tools to hurt and kill vampires, making you a formidable threat. But when Zhamkara is used, you're a one man calvary on your own.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Your father's pocket watch that he gave to you.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
