BloodWeaver: Rise Against the Fated One

Some fates are written. Others are ripped apart. The sacrifice of one, the lesson of many; I spit every time I hear the Capital’s creed. What lesson had they taught when they murdered my mother? That us Lowborns would never be equal? The Leagues define our worth, and I’m the lowest among them. That’s what they thought, anyway. I've spent years hiding my true power - a power second only to the Fated One, creator of this gods-forsaken system. But they know now, though. Too late... I have a BloodWeaver. The suit only gets stronger the more blood I spill and sometimes even gives me new abilities. I crunch my fist, feeling the tendrils harden and the blue pulse flow into my fist. I’m going to kill them all. What to expect - Lots of blood, gore and graphic violence - A suit that gains strength and powers - No harem New chapters with 2k+ words Monday - FridayVolume 1 already completed! (150k words)