Description
Name:
Lhein Victus
Age:
16
Sex:
Male
Role:
Male vampire 2
Appearance:
As the sun shines by day, He wears his permanent school uniform, dark navy pants, white long sleeve shirt, loosened red necktie, gray vest, looking like any average 16 year old male, you wouldn't even notice him there, lurking in the crowd. His messy light brown hair rests on the sides of his face, moved gracefully by the soft breeze of the morning. In the back of his mind he remembered the life he used to have. His warm hazel eyes see through the smiling faces of the crowd who are ignoring him, unaware that he had just lost his life, nobody cares, just as he would not care tonight. He's just waiting for nightfall, for his true self to be released. Who would believe that the darkness that engulfed him, that same darkness that he had struggled so much to control, was becoming so beautiful.
As the sun sets, he embraces his true self, his hazel eyes shine a pale light with a catlike red pupil, pulsating, searching for his prey while his hair changes at the pace of the sunset mimicking the night, his perfect pale skin is smeared only in his right shoulder blade by the contract he just made with Satan, his mark. All of his clothes turn white, because tonight they only seek one color, crimson, the color of blood.
Weapon:
He uses whatever he finds lying around his next prey, but he prefers to use his long nails and he's sharp teeth to get the job done. His contract gave him a long sword that transforms into several metal links that can be used like a whip, he only summons this weapon to fight Angels.
Weakness:
Nobody really knows but only if they would see him for what he really is, and accept him, he would not be such a tortured soul. He is weak in the daylight, because he is not transformed.
Personality:
He was the top of his class, he was good with sports and was nice to everybody, he was basically the perfect student a role model with a dark side that nobody new about. In his mind he always saw the true intentions of the people around him, how ugly they were, and how much he wanted to hurt them, this feeling made him feel disgusted with himself, because he was failing to be the role model they had forced upon him. Living a tortured life up until his death.
At night, he becomes what he really is, a monster who hungers for death and pain, he is ferocious at killing and a complete sadist, he feels no empathy for the prey and he becomes creative in the way he kills every night, it becomes a game he enjoys doing.
How did you die:
One night he came home late at night, and while walking on the narrow paths towards his home he felt a presence behind him, he turned around and saw a pair of glowing red eyes lunging towards him, the last thing he saw was the bottom of his body lying very far away from him in an awkward position, he could see that one of his shoelaces was undone and he tried to reach it to tie it but it was so far away, he felt ashamed for not being perfect when they saw him.
History:
With both of his parents working full time he was always home alone, his father worked overseas most of the time and his mother was a very strict person always forcing him to have good grades, to be perfect like she wanted it, but he knew the real reason, she was afraid of him and she hated him, she new she had given birth to a monster and tried to change him.
Other:
He mentally fights between the desire to free his inner monster against the "good kid" that has been imposed in his mind.