Piece after piece of potential came near, each striking me. As each made contact with the me that was forming I felt myself separate from everything around me. I was becoming, forming into whatever it was that I would be.

I could hear something, voices telling me that this looked interesting or would be fun. One mentioned a 'choose your own adventure book' words that made sense on their own, but not together. It was weird, but not unpleasant.

As I waited and watched my body began to form from the aether. Soft curves of flesh settled into place over bones. Long hair grew from my head, a brilliant red. My skin was... pale and cold, like fresh snow.

There was a DING! and a menu popped into my mind. I could see it, but it didn't obscure anything, like it was a part of me.

Level 1 lesser vampire

Female

Shadowcaster HP 10/10 Mana 12/12

Stats

Strength 14

Finesse 16

Life -

Faith 10

Knowledge 16

Charisma 18

Willpower 8

Abilities

Consume Blood- Upon biting a target you may drain them of their blood, healing and empowering yourself in the process, damage 1 Life/sec, restores 5% HP and Mana per Life consumed.

Climb- You are able to stick to any normal surface, making climbing even ceilings simple.

Undead- As an undead your organs are largely unimportant, negating poisons, Life damage, and negating your need for food/water/air.

Weaknesses

Heart vulnerability- If a wooden stake is put through your heart your body will become unable to move.

Fire weakness- Fire spells deal an extra 20% damage to you.

Light weakness- Light spells deal an extra 20% damage to you. Under direct sunlight your Stats are halved.

Spells

Level 0

Minor trick- You're able to create small lights, color patches, and items. You can cause light breezes or a weak push. This spell can also clean and dirty objects. 1 Mana/hr

Manasense- You are able to sense mana 0 Mana/hr

Darkness- You can create a 3 meter patch of darkness at a 10 meter range 1 Mana/min

Level 1

Cloak of Shadow- You become much harder to see when in areas of shadow or darkness. This cloak also acts as protection against light magic, absorbing one spell of it's level or lower 1 Mana/hr. Cloak of Shadow can be overcast, increasing the level by one by doubling the mana cost; this may be done multiple times.

Hide From Divinations- Divinations cannot sense you, only works on divination spells of this spell's level or lower 1 Mana/hr. Hide From Divinations can be overcast, increasing the level by one by doubling the mana cost; this may be done multiple times. *Spellcasters will know that their divination was blocked when using this spell*

Shadowbolt- Launch a bolt of shadow energy at your opponent dealing 3 Shadow damage/lv 1 Mana. Shadowbolt can be overcast, increasing the level by one by doubling the mana cost; this may be done multiple times.

As I was reading through I felt something grab me, wrapping around me tightly and chaining me in place. Then it yanked, pulling me at impossible speeds through the aether, down, down down. I left the realm of potential and slammed into that which was, landing in a slump on the ground. The cold, hard stone rough against my bare body.

I was in some kind of magic circle. Lines and symbols connecting into a diagram around me, drawn in chalk on the floor. It was complex in formation and... wrong. I wasn't sure how I knew, but I knew that it was supposed to hold me, and would not.

Before me a young man perhaps fourteen, more a boy, had his hands pressed just to the edge of the circle. He was pushing mana into the circle with a smile on his face. His gray robe hung loose upon him.

"Haha! I did it, it worked! That'll show them that I can't conjure... oh wait are you human?" The boy shouted in victory before he seemed a bit taken aback by my nudity, looking alarmed.

"What's going on in here?" A girl, looking just slightly older than the boy opened a door behind him. She was dressed in the same robes, with a small wooden staff in her hand. She looked at the circle, looked at me, looked at the circle again. I tried my best to cover myself with my hands, curling up a bit. "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING YOU LITTLE PERVERT!" Her roar of anger nearly a force upon the boy.