Ep. 13

As I expected, my products became extremely popular in a very short amount of time. The phone and laptop were an excellent alternative to those annoying, slow owls and it helped keep an organized correspondence. The beauty potion just flew out of the shelves after the first couple of pure-blood bitches tried it. Of course it would when it actually makes you as beautiful as a Veela.

Ah, the products were registered under my name, so there was a little 'hunt' for Azagareth Maleficarum. No one could actually find me though since my house was under Fidelius. I had to supply more beauty potions to the Goblins, since I refused to give them the formula, partly due to the fact that I don't actually know the formula. I also decided that I will launch a new version of my laptop before going back to Hogwarts. It will be able to write documents and send them, which I forgot to include in my previous version.

Anyway, I am basically swimming in Galleons, if we consider what I made myself. I mean, each potion alone went for over 200 Galleons and the laptop and phone were around 100 Galleons each. Ah, Skeeter wrote the article on the five students and it was epic! There was public outcry because of discrimination and their families' business was highly influenced. Hehe, her articles are really fantastic, the epitome of propaganda! I did well to brainwash her instead of just killing her.

Now then, at the end of July, I was soundly sleeping like always after my magic practice when I suddenly started sweating profusely and my body started aching. I had Extreme Pain Resistance and it still hurt like a bitch. Felt like fucking lava was poured on me! That reminds me that I need to get temperature resistance somehow. My bones started to crack and my muscles tore. I started bleeding from my eyes and my fangs fell. Hell, I even tried the Cruciatus curse on myself and it didn't hurt this much!

I really don't know how much time passed. At a certain point, I was actually enveloped in fire, which kinda scared me, so I collected my remaining strength and apparated to the training area. Hopefully I didn't burn down my house… I couldn't even pass out because the pain would jolt me awake, so I had to endure hours of torture. Despite the pain, I didn't utter a word, except for some occasional grunts when a bone cracked or moved. I think I developed some resistance to fire because it stopped hurting after, probably, a couple of hours. It instead felt cool and refreshing.

I'm an idiot apparently, because I realized only after several hours that this must be my first maturation. Goddamnit, it isn't worth it at all! I tried using magic, but my Core didn't respond. Great. I ended up using Infinity on my Regeneration skills, which definitely helped me. I believe that it also improved my constitution, but I really don't care right now. I didn't want to empower my Pain Resistance in fear that it would evolve into Pain Nullification: that would be more detrimental than anything else.

My torture continued for what felt like hours, but I really don't know how much time passed. The flames died down and my Regeneration took care of my bones and muscles. I was mentally exhausted, so I just passed out on the floor of the training area, only to wake up to a worried Silty.

"Ugh, what the hell happened?" Hm? My voice… Is sexy… Like, it gets you all hot and bothered. Oh, and it's deeper.

"Young Master! Silty found you passed out here!"

"Yeah, I can imagine that. How much time did I sleep?"

"Silty doesn't know… Mistress woke up this morning and started searching for you. Silty came here to check and three hours passed since Silty found you!"

"Ok, now stop screaming. I feel like a fucking boulder just fell on my head." I said and waved her off. I made some improved morphine to numb the pain, then apparated back in my room. I found a scorched area on the carpet, but it was otherwise safe. Before doing anything else, I had to check my interface.

[Azagareth Maleficarum

Race: Half-Vampire/Half-Veela - Vampire Primogenitor/Veela Royalty

Age: 13 years - Mature Young Vampire

Location: London, UK

Intrinsic Powers:

Subjective Reality

Infinty

Magic Core: Unlimited Sage (Tier 57; Rank 9)

Abilities:

Limit Break

Vampirism → (Perfect Absorption and Strengthening; Perfect Blood Adaptation; Adamantine Magic Maws)

Mature Royal Primogenitor Hybrid Constitution → (Extreme Pain Resistance; Royal Incubus' Charm; Original Veela Magic; Perfect Memory; Absolute Invisibility; Original Nemean Claws)

Adapt and Overcome → (Pure Basilisk's Blood; Adamantine Dragon's Hide and Scales; Infinite Regeneration; Trained Saiyan's Battle Instincts; High Zenkai Boost; Primordial Titan's Monstrous Strength; Frost Demon's Vacuum Adaptation; Original Nemean Hide; Sensitive Chimaera's Hearing; Thunderbird's Danger Sense; Demiguise's Low Prediction; High Heat Resistance)

Primordial Fire Manipulation

Black Lightning Manipulation

Noble Phantasm: (Conceptualization)

Doujustu:

Improved Rinne Sharingan

Improved Rinnegan

Magic:

Royal Vampire Primogenitor's Magic Aptitude, Power, Capacity, and Manipulation

Wampus Cat's Legilimency and Hypnosis Aptitude

Mythical Shapeshifting

Merlin's Magic Master

Hecate's Magic Master

François Prelati's Magic Advanced User

Techniques:

God-Slaying Spear Arts Master

Tsukahara Bokuden Sword and Spear Arts Master

Hassan-i Sabbah's Arts Advanced User

Demi-God Spearsmanship

Blunt Weapon Grandmaster

Grandmaster Swordsmanship

Blood Familiars:

Vampiric Basilisk

Vampiric Amphiptere

Vampiric Quetzalcoatl

Vampiric Occamy

Blood Tianlong

Blood Huanglong

Blood Fucanglong

Vampiric Phoenix (Pyre)

Blood Phoenix (Sang)

Extra Lives: 18]

Did I fucking die again?! And repeatedly at that?! Ever since September, I've basically gained an Extra Life per day, so did I seriously die around 300 times?! How do other Vampires even survive this?! No, there might have been something particular about my maturation since I am a hybrid and have too many traits from other species…

I checked my appearance in the mirror and I must say that I'm sexy. Like, the kind of supernatural beauty you would expect from a Vampire plus the passive Veela charm and charisma. Actually, it makes sense that the interface calls it Incubus Charm. My fangs are longer, but still not at the level of a full Vampire, my hair got a little wilder, but I guess that's due to being roasted continuously for the entire night. I got taller, much taller. I'm almost 180 cm and I'm still 13… Well, I guess that it's a magical creature thing. My fingers got sharp, as in sword-like sharp. Muscles, well, I'm a hunk, a sexy hunk. God, I might be a narcissist, but it has a very good motivation. Now that I look at myself better, don't I kinda look like Edmond Dantés? The Fate rendition of him, at least. Hm… Well, I don't look half bad, so there's no problem.

Other than that, my Regeneration skills probably fused together and Infinity affected them. Infinite Regeneration sounds good, but I don't know up until what point it can save me. My teeth certainly feel sturdier and I overall feel stronger. What interests me is my Magic Core. I guess that my maturation 'unlocked' some dormant potential or just improved it on its own. Well, I'm always happy to get more magic. And the power in my spells is much greater than before, I can tell by the purity of my Core. I can probably level a mountain with a powerful spell, and a continent if I go extra serious. Well, if I used Infinity to boost my spells, I could potentially destroy the entire planet or even the universe, after enough time.

The best news, probably is that my Noble Phantasm has finished forming, but I don't understand what 'Conceptualization' means. Maybe the 'Forming' meant that I didn't have the qualifications and now I am actually 'building' it? Or maybe it has finished forming and is gaining the strength of a Phantasm? I mean, Phantasms are supposed to be rooted in the history of the Heroic Spirit and I am still young… Thinking about it, what would my Phantasm be? A Reality Marble? Or maybe something to do with my Vampire descent? I think that the latter is more likely.

I snapped out of my thoughts and materialized Edmond's clothes with Subjective Reality. Indeed, I am basically his doppelganger, so they suit me. I went to the living room and found Mother desperately casting searching spells to find me.

"Mother."

She turned around and jumped at me without even looking. "Az! Where were you?!"

"Calm down. I had my first maturation. Ah, not the magical kind, the physical one. I don't know if it's because of me being a hybrid or what, but it was quite… Violent. I apparated to the training area so that the house would be safe."

She raised her head and realized something: I was now higher than her. She took a better look and saw my new appearance.

"Az! You look so much like your father! I always knew you would be handsome!"

"Well, of course I would be. I doubt I could be ugly with a mother like you. Kinda wanted to meet Father, but I guess that it won't be possible."

Mother tried shifting the topic. "Anyway, we need to celebrate! I know that the first maturation is important for Vampires!"

And so we had a fucking feast, which was excellent for me since I now require much more food than usual. I probably eat twice if not three times as much as I did before, which is a considerable amount of food. In the next few days, I found that drinking blood now satisfies my hunger much better than food, so I might just stick to that and only eat every once in a while. Further experimentation is needed.

I had to get some new robes fitted by that old hag Malkin. While I can always Transfigure my clothes or summon new ones, Mother decided that she wanted to show me off. I feel used and betrayed, I will have my revenge! I took the habit of wearing a Fedora hat along with Edmond's suit. I have become much more sensitive to sunlight now, so the hat actually serves a purpose and isn't just for aesthetic purposes. I won't deny that I look fabulous in this getup, but that's another matter.

If there was any particular problem with my maturation is that my charm is completely out of control. A couple of middle-aged bitches tried actually assaulting me in the middle of fucking Diagon Alley. A quick 'Begone THOT ™' spell solved the problem, but damn I need to get this under control as soon as possible. Getting stared at as if I was a piece of meat certainly isn't nice, though I am flattered. While many could have this as their deepest, darkest dream, I don't exactly enjoy the extra attention: despite the fact that I opened up to my friends, I am mainly an introvert. I basically don't speak with anyone other than those I consider close to me.

Ugh, anyway, the Goblins demanded another shipment of stuff, so I decided to release the new version of laptops a little early. Those will be marketed as the 'work' series, just because mostly offices, newspapers, and the Ministry will use them. I doubt that students will use laptops anytime soon. I again had Skeeter write an article about my stuff, this time with a photo of me, in the hopes that my devilish charm might attract more customers. And hell yeah it worked! Gringotts was swarmed by customers the day after the Prophet released the article.

I believe that I can rightfully call myself a VIP in Gringotts since I'm netting them quite the profit for now. I might actually keep it this way, even if I make less profit: I would gain many benefits, such as getting an easier time bribing those gold-diggers, and I would be able to use some not-so-official means to mess with snake-face and his Shit Eaters.

In the end, that very sketchy pet shop was revealed to be the site of several dark artifact smugglings, so I took the evidence and sent it anonymously to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. The place was raided by Aurors and shut down. I used my new Goblin friends to buy the place the very moment it was put on sale.

I had written a new contract with Viard: the new shop will serve as an assembly site for my products. He can go once a week to take the amount he needs if they are destined to be sold for mutual profit. This basically means that he can only sell my products according to the previous contract, meaning no loopholes for him to exploit.

I easily renovated the shop to suit my needs with Subjective Reality. On the exterior, I had some modified Muggle monitors that advertise my products and some information. On the inside, I divided the space in the assembly area, where I placed a custom machine that would produce the beauty potions, phones, and laptops, and the retrieval area, where the finished products will wait for Viard. I obviously warded the place to hell, so no one except for me, Mother, and Viard can enter. Like this, I have successfully ventured into mass production and mass profit. How lovely.