The System of a Vampire

The Founder was quick with his pace as he went further than the ancient range where he had attempted to train Draig before flying to a whole new place, a continent that was covered by black soil and ravenous beasts.

"What is this place" asked Draig as they landed.

"This is where the war took place, this is the handiwork of a battle between Gods and Devils. Take a good look, I want you to see what the result of true power looks like." stated the Founder feeling this place would be good for training the boy up.

"I can't feel any mana here" stated Draig suddenly causing the Founder to chuckle.

"Why would you, this land is dead. Mana is the energy that fuels the life of the land, so in this cursed place why would there be a need for such energy. In fact, that is part of the reason I brought you here." smirked the Founder before his hand shot out and gripped Draig's tome alerting the young Feratu that something terrible was about to happen.

It wasn't but a second after Draig had turned to look that he watched as his beloved tome was torn asunder, it's pages beginning to burn before it disappeared entirely.

"Are you mad" shouted Draig in shock, he couldn't believe the heaviest asset he had was just destroyed like that.

"It's not the first time someone would have thought so" chuckled the founder before he slashed his wrist and symbols began flying into the sky causing an incredible change.

"Silent God, whose blessing comes without a curse. I created you in a time of need, only for the land to steady bleed. Now here my words as I summon thee, appear here before my seed" chanted the Founder causing the sky to tremble as clouds began to twirl.

Draig stood by watching this act with something akin to trepidation, he had a terrible feeling about this as hew watched the clouds touch the ground and take shape into a machine he recognized all too well.

"Come here boy, it is time that you realized true power for the time that is coming is full of bloodshed and I do not have the strength to train you as I would have liked. Your damnable father saw to that, but there is something I can do that will guarantee a bright future for you before I give unto you my flesh." stated the Founder as he looked deathly serious at the Silent God System.

Draig was unsure of what he meant but he didn't like the way the Founder had spoken just now, he grit his teeth as his eyes fired with determination showing his resolve.

"Good, that is how the one true Vampire should look" stated the Founder causing Draig to become baffled.

"What do you mean there are many true vampires" started Draig until he saw the Founder punture his hand into the Silent god.

"Dracule didn't know what he was doing but luckily it has come to work in our favor" chuckled the Founder as this godly being actually winced from pain causing tremor to run through Draig's body.

'What is he doing' thought Draig unsure of what was about to happen.

"Silent God... removed the one's who descend from my blood" stated the Founder causing Draig's eyes to widen.

In the forest the effects of this could be seen as the Vampires who had united in order to raid the Skyfall began to smolder causing horrible wailing before their blood shot into the sky returning to it's beginning.

Back with the Founder though he wasn't finished as the Machine became an amazing little glass orb, Draig began to feel a rock settle over his stomach as he saw the Founder move but his reflexes were far behind his it would seem.

The young Feratu watched as his heart was ripped from his chest before finding it replaced with the glass orb however that was the last he saw as he fell unconscious.

The Founder however was breathing roughly as his arm was bleeding from piercing the machine he had named the Silent God.

"Damn, feeding that bitch" grit the founder as he held his bleeding limb over Draig's mouth keeping it from hitting the ground any further.

While this happened the Founder seemed to age, his manly and powerful figure givining way to wrinkles and frail bones and his eyes began to turn a milky color.

"Remember my words boy for even while you sleep they will come to you" started the Founder.

"I am Feras Tullani, the man who could slay the heavens. The one who betrayed his own kin for power by feasting of the flesh of a devil, I forced their sorry existences to the depths of this realm before seeking to obtain godhood. These Monster's you know today are not the children of these devils but the children of my beloved friends and comrades, I was brought down by my own love. An enchantress in every meaning of the word, she had seen what my thirst for power was doing to me and stopped me from becoming someone she couldn't recognize. I was an evil bastard to the very end, I don't regret my actions up to this very day but I feel that looking back my life was lacking in substance. I ask that you listen to these words and take them to heart, but also that you take my strength and pay out an old promise I have made. I had never intended to live after training you kid, this world was just too small for someone like me so before I leave this world to fight with other big fish like me. Allow this old Fool to say something I couldn't ask of my own spawn..... Make me proud" spoke the Founder.... no Feras Tullani as his figure continued to become emaciated and aged until his body began to turn to dust but the last thing he did was smile even as his eyes had become blind he still looked down at the young Feratu with a prideful smile.

He had left a legacy created by someone else but carrying his blood, it was amazing that he had been able to watch one more time as a legend was being born and now he could go and see his beloved again and apologize for his behavior in the past.

When Draig would wake up he would find his body now carried a new scar directly over where his heart had been and that the world as he knew it was on a completely different path.