Difference between revisions of "Kiken"

I was born on a planet called Earth, as a human. I had an ordinary life: friends, family, job. One day I was late for going home and the world of darkness embraced me that night. That day was my last day living as a human, I became a more powerful race: I became a vampire. I still have no idea how exactly it happened, it happened so quickly. But what have happened cannot be changed. I was reborn and still continued my life as a cursed minion of the dark.

My sire taught me the life of the night, I had no choice. In the beginning I was clumsy and could not accept my faith. Then one day a kind of light, the darkest light shone on me and seized control of the uncontrollable beast inside me. After that time the evil took control over my body. I learned how to control my abilities. I learned communicating with animals. I learned how to see inside people's feelings and thoughts. I also learned how to change flesh and bones to my willing. Over the hundreds of years of my life I sharpened my knowledge over these powers and improved them even further. My humanity degraded rapidly, it was falling freely and apart, nothing could stop it. The desire for the taste of blood flooded my mind. I killed. Then killed more. Then killed even more! I felt there was no end, only death itself could stop me. I wanted to be killed, but still with honor. I was seeking death but it did not answer my call. Blood strengthened me and the more blood i drank the more i wanted and the more power I had. It was an evil paradox. No one could defeat me. This is how my great age can be explained and where my sword experience comes from. Slowly I became the dark hero of the night, people and even my own kind, the vampires, feared my name.

After the Earth became boring and uninteresting, and after gaining the ability of moving through space without harming myself, I left the planet. After destroying several planets, i realized that it was pointless. I wandered pointlessly in the universe, seeking for something that I did not know, I did not understand. Then I tried saving humans, I thought it might be different from destroying them. At that time I have realized what the difference was: to write yourself in the the memories of people, you must take heroic actions. But what is heroic in slaughtering minions, who could never reach my powers? Nothing. Then what is heroic? I knew my goal: becoming a legend. A human-kind that the whole world will know and remember even after death. I have joined a group Called Advent Children. There I have learned how to do this. Slaughtering minions would not do it. Then I must slaughter the demons who bring corruption to this world! I must destroy the strong, the evil, the feared to be remembered of. Soon the group disbanded. Although I realized my goals with their help, I could not pass on this knowledge to them and their light faded away, namelessly. I sought for another group, whom i could help and be helped by. The solution soon arrived: a Werewolf, called LuisFMP, who invited me to join the Mermaid Knights and fight the devil with them. I did not hesitate with the answer.