"Magic is believing in yourself, if you can do that, you can make anything happen." Ikaris, a genius student admired, exploited, and hated all his life for his brilliance, suddenly finds himself transmigrated into The Forsaken Lands, a fantasy world of myriad species born with the ability to use magic with imagination as their only limit. Alas, this gift carries a curse. The more you use it, the closer you are to death. After thousands of years of decline, the Free Races are fast approaching their demise, their survival threatened by this curse and an enemy that will not rest until it has devoured them all. Literally. Former allies and enemies, prey and predators are now cornered behind a huge wall, forced to collaborate to resist their invader. But can so much resentment and hatred be washed away so easily? Can predators and prey really overcome their instincts in the face of a common foe? Follow him on his journey from an ordinary human to a shining existence that will overturn the order established since the dawn of time. From an innocent soul to a merciless demon. From a human to something else. ----- Discord link: https://discord.gg/d8udP7Q
After this extensive lecture, Ikaris stood in silence for a long time. He was tempted to start assimilating a fifth Bloodspark, but after the close call with Malia and Ellie he decided to focus again on his I Am Me Spell.
For the moment, he still didn't feel the unquenchable bloodlust Magnus described, but his Blood Energy gauge was still high. If that was a good reflection of his satiety then it was a safe bet that his bloodlust would grow as that gauge went down. The only unknown was how long it would take.
The decision to focus on his I Am Me Spell was not just for the sake of it. He also had to deal with the insatiable hunger of his Crawling-Thrall Bloodline, his deep-seated hatred for the living from his Nephilim of Faulch Bloodline, and his bestial instinct to hunt and prey over his own species from his Dire Black Werewolf Bloodline.