Ivar stood at the edge of the circle, his mind racing. Henrik's display of flight, combined with the revelation of his bloodline abilities, had shifted the balance of everything Ivar thought he understood. The idea that Henrik—a boy—had access to such unique powers raised a critical question: What about the others?
He exhaled slowly, reaching inward toward the system again. Show me the stats of Niklaus Mikaelson.
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Name: Niklaus Mikaelson
Race: Hybrid [untriggered] (Original Vampire/Werewolf)
Title: The Apex Predator
Bloodline Ability: Transmutation (0%) | Mutatis (Locked)
Strengths: Dual Heritage Synergy, Alpha Domination, Pack Instinct
Abilities:
1. Supernatural Strength
2. Supernatural Speed and Agility
3. Advanced Regeneration
4. Heightened Senses
5. Compulsion
6. Immunity to Silver
7. Transformation Trigger (locked)
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Ivar's breath hitched at the sight of Mutatis, a word he didn't recognize but instinctively knew held significant power. Transmutation alone was already potent, capable of altering objects and matter. But Mutatis... it sounded like an evolution, something far greater. He glanced at Niklaus, who was pacing again, his frustration simmering beneath his sharp blue eyes.
And he doesn't even know yet, Ivar thought grimly.
Next, he focused on Elijah, the ever-composed eldest brother. Show me Elijah Mikaelson's stats.
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Name: Elijah Mikaelson
Race: Original Vampire
Title: The Paragon of Order
Bloodline Ability: Induction (0%) | Mandatum (Locked)
Strengths: Absolute Authority, Tactical Genius, Negotiator's Charm
Abilities:
1. Supernatural Strength
2. Supernatural Speed and Agility
3. Advanced Regeneration
4. Heightened Senses
5. Compulsion
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Ivar's eyebrows lifted slightly. Induction and Mandatum weren't just abilities; they were control. Induction hinted at influence over humans, perhaps bending their will in subtle ways. But Mandatum... that was something else entirely. It wasn't hard to imagine Elijah commanding not just vampires but other supernatural creatures, a true arbiter of power.
Ivar's jaw tightened as he glanced at Finn, standing a little apart from the group. Despite his outward calm, Finn's eyes burned with quiet intensity. Show me Finn Mikaelson's stats.
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Name: Finn Mikaelson
Race: Original Vampire
Title: The Silent Shadow
Bloodline Ability: Mortuorati (0%)
Strengths: Death Manipulation, Unyielding Focus, Emotional Detachment
Abilities:
1. Supernatural Strength
2. Supernatural Speed and Agility
3. Advanced Regeneration
4. Heightened Senses
5. Compulsion
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Death manipulation? Ivar's stomach twisted. Mortuorati wasn't just a power; it was a symbol of destruction and finality. It made sense for Finn, who often carried a cold, detached demeanor. Ivar's lips pressed into a thin line. The idea of Finn wielding such an ability unsettled him, though he knew it fit his brother in an eerie way.
Next, Ivar turned his focus to Kol, leaning casually against a tree, his grin as sharp as a blade. Show me Kol Mikaelson's stats.
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Name: Kol Mikaelson
Race: Original Vampire
Title: The Warlock's Scion
Bloodline Ability: Scrying (0%)
Strengths: Mystical Affinity, Unpredictability, Arcane Knowledge
Abilities:
1. Supernatural Strength
2. Supernatural Speed and Agility
3. Advanced Regeneration
4. Heightened Senses
5. Compulsion
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Kol's affinity for magic was already well known, but Scrying was something else. It wasn't just about finding people or places; it could delve deeper, revealing secrets, unearthing truths, or even peering into the unknown. Ivar frowned slightly. Kol's playful demeanor often masked the dangerous sharpness beneath, and Scrying only amplified that.
Finally, Ivar turned to Rebekah. She stood with her arms crossed, her gaze icy and calculating as she watched the others argue. Show me Rebekah Mikaelson's stats.
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Name: Rebekah Mikaelson
Race: Original Vampire
Title: The Heart of Fury
Bloodline Ability: Enfever (0%)
Strengths: Emotional Ferocity, Adaptive Tactics, Resilience
Abilities:
1. Supernatural Strength
2. Supernatural Speed and Agility
3. Advanced Regeneration
4. Heightened Senses
5. Compulsion
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Enfever... The word alone conjured images of intensity and chaos. It seemed to reflect Rebekah's fiery temper and unyielding passion. Ivar couldn't help but imagine what that ability could unleash if it ever reached its full potential. It was dangerous, unrelenting, and utterly Rebekah.
Ivar let out a slow breath, his mind spinning. Each of his siblings had incredible latent powers, their potential staggering even in its infancy. And yet, all of it remained dormant, locked behind that ominous "0%." What would it take to unlock these abilities?
"You've gone quiet," Niklaus growled, his sharp voice cutting through Ivar's thoughts. He turned to face him, his expression twisted with suspicion. "What is it you're not telling us?"
Ivar forced a casual smirk, his green eyes meeting Niklaus's piercing gaze. "Nothing," he said smoothly, though his voice carried an edge of challenge. "Just thinking."
"It's time to go home," Ivar said, his tone firm but not without a trace of warmth. His gaze swept over each of them, lingering briefly on Finn, who nodded subtly before stepping forward. The others exchanged glances, some skeptical, some resigned, but ultimately, they all turned to leave.
As they walked away, Ivar's heart twisted. Their figures blurred in the dim light of the forest, but his thoughts were sharper than ever. Why do they even have these bloodline abilities? he wondered, a question heavy with implications.
The system responded almost immediately, its voice clear in his mind. [Because of you. When you awakened your bloodline ability, nature allowed your siblings to awaken theirs as well.]
Ivar's breath hitched, his mind racing. "Of course," he muttered under his breath, a small, humorless laugh escaping his lips. "Always comes back to me, doesn't it?"
He inhaled deeply before asking again, "And why didn't my magic immunity come until now?"
The system's reply was calm, almost amused. [Because it was your wish.]
Ivar blinked, a faint crease forming between his brows. "My wish?"
Before he could question further, the system projected his words in his mind, clear and undeniable:
"I want immunity to all forms of magic. No spell, enchantment, or magical force should be able to harm or control me once I take on my new form."
The memory hit him like a wave, and Ivar's lips parted in silent realization. A slow smile curved on his face, one of both satisfaction and wry amusement. "The bastard actually used my wish well," he muttered, his green eyes glinting with faint admiration. "What I thought was my wish… the bastard interpreted in another way. And I'm thankful for it."
The corner of his lips twitched upward into a grin, sharper and more confident than before. He glanced at his siblings again, watching as Rebekah swatted Kol's arm when he teased her, her lips twitching into a rare smile despite her irritation. Elijah walked with Niklaus, their occasional glances at each other laced with unspoken understanding. Finn lingered at the edge of the group, his expression stoic, while Kol gestured animatedly, clearly enjoying some joke only he understood, Henrik walking beside Finn.
Ivar's eyes softened briefly, then hardened with renewed determination. His hand clenched into a fist at his side as he whispered to himself, "Time to go get Freya back."
The words carried weight, a vow more than a statement. He turned on his heel, his coat swirling around him as he began to walk, each step purposeful, his resolve burning brighter than ever.