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esp_dragonFandom: Noblesse
Summary: The Noblesse explores his mansion.
Notes: Where I also shove in as many of my theories about Rai's origins as well, pfft.
Rating: G
Genre: General
Word count: 536
Status: Complete
Raizel... No, he was not going to be known by that anymore. Noblesse. That was his title now, what the others would call him.
It was still strange. Change was not something he was used to. But he had felt his soul shift a while ago, something settling in him. Not like a soul weapon — he knew from listening to the Clan Leaders what accepting a soul weapon was like, being completed and having his predecessors' whisper to him, guiding him.
There had been nothing accompanying the shift.
He had waited for an explanation for the change until the Lord had come for him and...
He had expected to inherit the Lord's title if the current Lord did not have an heir. Not the Noblesse title. Especially since he had not known the title had existed at all.
The Lord had explained what his new duties were, that he was to both protect nobles and to send those who no longer acted like nobles to eternal sleep.
And that was why he was in the mansion for the Noblesse -his mansion- walking down the silent corridors. He found one room with a large window open and he approached it, seeing the view it gave of the outside. Hm... He could only see trees from there; the Lord's mansion was surrounded by the mansions of the other clans.
It had to be this way. He could not keep the attachments he had formed, in case he had to perform his duty and failed to do so.
But... How was he to perform his duty? He only knew the power over blood, as did all of those who stemmed from the Lord's bloodline. As far as he was aware, he had not gained new abilities with his new title. To have the power to send even Clan Leaders and the Lord to eternal sleep...
He lifted his palm and slid his thumbnail across his finger, cutting it enough to draw blood. His soul was different now; he would not be able to-
His eyes widened at the chasm of power he had access to, all of it rushing to his fingertips at his call. More change, something - wings snapping out from his back and he felt them crash into the room's walls.
His shield was the same he found as he lifted a hand out of habit, the pieces of the mansion sliding off it and leaving him untouched.
After the dust settled, he curled his wings around him to study them. They were made of blood and light, flickering as he watched them. He had not been told of being able to create wings with his power over blood, so that must be part of his new abilities as the Noblesse.
He gazed up at the damage his wings had created, feeling them fade from his awareness once he stopped calling on them. Hm... He nudged at some of the bricks with his telekinesis, seeing them move with no accompanying rush of strength like when he had called on his power over blood.
So it had only been his power over blood that had been affected.
With that knowledge, the Noblesse started to rebuild his mansion.
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Written for the prompt, 'Wish you'd wrote a fanfic where baby/kid rai doesn't know how to control his powers and basicly chops his mansion in half with blood wings.'
Going for Rai being from a branch family of the Lord's.
Summary: The Noblesse explores his mansion.
Notes: Where I also shove in as many of my theories about Rai's origins as well, pfft.
Rating: G
Genre: General
Word count: 536
Status: Complete
Raizel... No, he was not going to be known by that anymore. Noblesse. That was his title now, what the others would call him.
It was still strange. Change was not something he was used to. But he had felt his soul shift a while ago, something settling in him. Not like a soul weapon — he knew from listening to the Clan Leaders what accepting a soul weapon was like, being completed and having his predecessors' whisper to him, guiding him.
There had been nothing accompanying the shift.
He had waited for an explanation for the change until the Lord had come for him and...
He had expected to inherit the Lord's title if the current Lord did not have an heir. Not the Noblesse title. Especially since he had not known the title had existed at all.
The Lord had explained what his new duties were, that he was to both protect nobles and to send those who no longer acted like nobles to eternal sleep.
And that was why he was in the mansion for the Noblesse -his mansion- walking down the silent corridors. He found one room with a large window open and he approached it, seeing the view it gave of the outside. Hm... He could only see trees from there; the Lord's mansion was surrounded by the mansions of the other clans.
It had to be this way. He could not keep the attachments he had formed, in case he had to perform his duty and failed to do so.
But... How was he to perform his duty? He only knew the power over blood, as did all of those who stemmed from the Lord's bloodline. As far as he was aware, he had not gained new abilities with his new title. To have the power to send even Clan Leaders and the Lord to eternal sleep...
He lifted his palm and slid his thumbnail across his finger, cutting it enough to draw blood. His soul was different now; he would not be able to-
His eyes widened at the chasm of power he had access to, all of it rushing to his fingertips at his call. More change, something - wings snapping out from his back and he felt them crash into the room's walls.
His shield was the same he found as he lifted a hand out of habit, the pieces of the mansion sliding off it and leaving him untouched.
After the dust settled, he curled his wings around him to study them. They were made of blood and light, flickering as he watched them. He had not been told of being able to create wings with his power over blood, so that must be part of his new abilities as the Noblesse.
He gazed up at the damage his wings had created, feeling them fade from his awareness once he stopped calling on them. Hm... He nudged at some of the bricks with his telekinesis, seeing them move with no accompanying rush of strength like when he had called on his power over blood.
So it had only been his power over blood that had been affected.
With that knowledge, the Noblesse started to rebuild his mansion.
Written for the prompt, 'Wish you'd wrote a fanfic where baby/kid rai doesn't know how to control his powers and basicly chops his mansion in half with blood wings.'
Going for Rai being from a branch family of the Lord's.