Chapter 100 - Architect of the Veil's End
“It was bad enough that Julian got his Imprint before I got a Mark, but now you have one too!” she yelled.
“Keep it down,” Julian half-scolded, half-chuckled. “What if Marcus hears you screaming and follows us all the way to the hotel?”
“That would be great! Then maybe I’d get the Mark of the Banshee!” she complained.
“What kind of stats would something like that even give? Endurance?” Julian laughed.
“I’m not exactly sure, but something tells me that would be a Stain,” Harvey laughed.
“Shut up,” she groaned. “Let’s see it then.”
“Nope. I’ll keep it to myself until you forget all about it and I can tick you off again,” Harvey smirked.
“Pull up the screen before I push you back in the mud,” she seethed.
Deciding he’d pushed her enough, Harvey obliged. Messing with Hannah was always fun, and she honestly deserved it after toying with the two of them as much as she had. But, he didn’t want to press so hard that he shook her confidence. He’d hate to be in her position, and it wasn’t that long ago that he had been the only Veilstrider they knew with a Stain while Julian was gaining Marks left and right.
He had no idea what to expect when the screen appeared, since he couldn’t actually see the tattoo on the back of his neck. Hannah had no problem reading the name and description while Buttercup carried them along, but Julian couldn’t keep his footing while running alongside them. With a thought, Buttercup slowed to a walk, letting them all read together.
Seeing the sigil for the first time, his breathing hitched. What had once been a depiction of the makeshift grindstone he’d repaired the night before he got his profession had been replaced with an image of himself split perfectly down the middle.
On one side, he saw his body as it had looked before the System. Thick, brown hair framed lightly tanned skin, and his brown eye gleamed above a confident smile. Pristine steel armor covered his torso, and he held his shield ready to defend.
On the other, he saw himself as a revenant, with the same chalky skin, teal eye, and black hair that was currently covering his body in random splotches. This half still wore his armor, but dents, gashes, and burns marred its surface. In his hand, Aftershock was poised to strike down all who stood in his way.
Legacy | |||
| Imprint | Architect of the Veil’s End: The Veil is not a place, but an idea that governs every ascendant’s path. It is the line between life and death, one that all must walk until they either reach divinity or the grave. You have become an architect whose creations help determine when lives shall be claimed by the Veil, whether it be your own, your allies, or your enemies. You have learned that innovation can create shields to save or swords to slay. That the tools you create can become walls to protect or weapons to destroy. Seize the path of creation, and let your designs become the blueprint for the Tapestry’s future. Effect: +15% Wisdom, +10% Willpower
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