Tainted Blood Genshin Impact Novels & Stories

Seraphine hesitated, then nodded, offering her wrist. The moment her blood touched the crystal vial, it shimmered—glowing faintly with a warmth that made Cane step back in awe. “Incredible,” he muttered. “This blood… it’s like a blank slate. Pure. Untouched by lineage manipulation. But it responds to supernatural energy like it’s absorbing it. It’s evolving.” Caveen’s eyes narrowed. “Is that possible?” “Not naturally,” Cane whispered. “This girl—she’s either destined to be something… or she already is.”

“Same place Roselia fled to when she left the coven.” Gildeon halted, his gaze fixed on the shadowy forest ahead. Even from here, he could feel the sinister energy radiating from within. A boundary of sorts—a place where Earthland and another dimension likely bled into each other. “Why are they sending one of their own into enemy territory?” Gildeon asked. “Because she’s Tainted, as you heard,” Drusden said. “To them, she’s an anomaly. The power she absorbed has been corrupted inside her.”

He cut it deeper which made me suddenly dwell but I quickly covered my nose and mouth and looked away. But I was once forced to look at him again as he started to talk inside my mind. But this time, his voice wasn't vibrating, it was also not hurting my brain which was now surprising. His eyes were looking downward as he can't maintain his gaze on me. ‘I-I'm sorry, Night, but if I will kill you here, your blood will only be meant nothing. Because as Ash and I found out, your blood isn't as strong as your descendants.’ I heard him sighed. ‘ The original Carnelian's blood inside you only came from your father. You are only a half breed, and once your blood was exposed, or been taken away from

Maybe it has been months or maybe years, Thalia had no recollection of time, as far as she could remember, this basement was her home. Taryn collected Thalia’s blood, her eyes shining with greed. Only she knew how lucky she and her brother were to come across such a blessed seer whose blood could be used for healing wounds. Though Thalia was cursed by someone when she was a child and could no longer use her gift as a seer or shift into her wolf form, her blood was precious. A single drop could heal even the most gravest wound!

I let the blood drip into it, watching the jar fill halfway before I pulled back, willing my Alpha genes to let the cut start to knit itself closed. Allen sealed the jar, then reached for the runestone that he had trapped the black mist in. He carefully brought the runestone close to the jar of my blood, close enough that the glass almost touched. Suddenly, my blood began to move, and tiny black tendrils sprouted from my blood, writhing and clawing toward the corrupted magic. The sight made my stomach lurch. “What the actual hell,” I muttered. Allen didn’t look surprised. “Seems I was right,” he said grimly. “Your blood knows it.”

My purity makes me the wielder, but the cost could be my life. Cassia’s breath hitches, her aura fading, and I choke back a sob. “I won’t lose her,” I say, silver blood dripping onto the gem, lunar light flaring. Taryn’s chant rises, the gem pulsing, Cassia’s aura stabilizing, crimson threads flickering brighter. But the spire shakes, Veyra’s wraiths breaching the entrance, her frost-eyes gleaming through the chaos.

The silver Crescent Moon mark on his forearm was no longer just silver; it was webbed with angry, pulsing veins of dark crimson. The "Tainted Ichor" he had pulled from the survivors was a living thing. It didn't just sit in his veins; it argued with his blood. It was a parasitic frequency, a "backdoor" the Council had used to turn his people into puppets, and now Elias was the only thing holding that door shut.

"The iron... it’s not enough to hold them. They aren't just outside." She gripped his forearms, her fingernails drawing blood. "They’re in the blood. The Silver Line... the corruption wasn't just Julian’s. It’s in the DNA. It’s a homing beacon. As long as there is a single drop of the old royalty left on this planet, the Tide will find us." "Then we'll purge it," Killian said, his eyes fierce.

“Is she tainted?” “N-No, My King!” Dr. Silas gasped. He looked past Dragon’s massive shoulder, staring directly at me with wide eyes. “She isn't tainted. She... she isn't fully human.” My heart stopped. “What?” I whispered. Dragon slowly dropped the doctor. “Explain.” The medical checkup reveals her unique bloodline traits. “The blood markers, they don't match humans or werewolves,” Dr. Silas babbled, pointing at the screen. “There is an ancient anomaly in her blood. A sleeping trait. She emits a highly specific biological frequency.”

Gen did not answer, instead, she lifted her upper jaw, and her fangs extended downwards. Gabriel and Betty jumped back with fright. “Yeah, I am still me.” Gen smiled, and the fang protruded back into her skull as though controlled by an unseen force. “How come you can walk on the sun…” Ginika paused as the answer suddenly hit him. He opened his palms and was surprised when he saw a scar which his fingernails had produced. “It must have been my blood, Gen. My blood brought you back to life.”