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Σ F U L L N A M E Σ
Jason Rye Blood
Σ R O L E Σ
Blood King
Σ A G E Σ
2098
Σ G E N D E R Σ
Male
Σ S E X U A L D E S I R E Σ
Pretty damn Straight
Σ F A C E C L A I MΣ
Karnave || Gareki
Σ T H E M E S O N GΣ
None

❂Dialogue Color❂ red
❂Thought Color❂blue

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☸ P E R S O N A L I T Y ☸

Not Understanding || Hard Headed || Spoiled || Blood Thirsty || || trait || trait || trait

☸ L I K E S ☸

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☸ M A G I C ☸

웃웃

☸ D I S L I K E S ☸

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☸ H I S T O R Y ☸

short history

☸ S T R E N G T H S ☸

☸ W E A K N E S S E S ☸

So begins...

The Blood King Jason's Story

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Kingdom of Hell

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Character Portrait: The Blood King Jason

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#2016-02-15 23:11:14, as written by Masquerade (Skye)

So her parents were simply gone, just like that? Because this girl, because her brother decided to off them? Reyna couldn't believe it. "No," she whimpered pitifully from her spot on the ground. Her parents, they were with her brother now it seemed. Who would take over the Kingdom? Who would watch over the people? "Please, I need to return, my people, there is no one there to protect them." All that studying in preparation to one day become Queen after marrying a Prince. It had all gone to waste now, hadn't it? Still, anything was better than that dungeon, even this room before this horned woman. A spiritual bond? No, Reyna didn't want anything like that. She shook her head, refusing. She was standing then, taking a step back. "No, I have to get back home-" the man with the hair so blonde it was practically white had moved, quick as a flash, his sword pressed against her throat.

"When the Queen is talking, you listen." He said calmly, apparently taking a visual cue from the woman on the throne and returning to her side like a loyal dog. Reyna's hands fluttered over the space, but there was no slice. She felt like she couldn't breathe. "I don't want a spiritual bond," she tried to sound fierce and not afraid, but in truth, Reyna was very scared. Like most children, she had grown up with stories of the horned Queen, the one who slept in the glass coffin. Her mother used to tell her that if she wasn't a good girl, the horned Queen would come for her. The blonde by the Queen's side had a mask of calm, but his eyes were like ice.

Reyna took another step back, perhaps it was the fear or the driving need to return home, but she turned, fleeing the room. She didn't think she'd get far, but it didn't matter. She was bruised and battered and she didn't know where she was, even if she left there was no guarantee that she'd ever be able to find her way back home. That boy, he had taken off after her. He wasn't running, he was walking, eerily calm. Reyna's heart beat rapidly in her chest, it was painful. Even if the Queen had taken a few of her emotions, she couldn't take the pain of the injuries that boy in the castle had given her.

He lifted her off of her feet by the back of the dress and carried her towards the throne room once more. "Put me down! I need to go home! Let me go this instant!" There were tears in her eyes, she had given up struggling, knowing it was futile. He deposited her back on the throne room floor, climbing up to the steps to return to his lady's side. "Please."

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#2016-02-17 06:37:59, as written by Masquerade (Skye)

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Reyna stirred, awaking the same way one feel asleep. Slowly at first, then all at once. Her eyes widened as she remembered where she was and her pink orbs fixed on those of the Blood King. The man was staring at her hard, was this the rumored Jason that even those in the mortal world feared? The one who killed her parents and tortured her? Why would he do that? Jennora told her to beat Jason up and Reyna stood, gathering the material of her dress in her hands. "What gives you the right to decide I'm yours!" She said, her heart fluttering in fear. She seemed steady despite it, although surely Jennora could feel the terror clutching at the pink haired female.

"I haven't promised anything to you!" Much less her hand, or perhaps her parents had made some sort of deal with the devil, but then why would he kill them? Weren't her parents smart enough to never believe the word of a demon? Somewhere out in the Kingdom of Hell, the cry of a banshee could be heard and Reyna had a terrible feeling that someone was going to die. Perhaps not in this throne room, not yet at least. Reyna had half a mind to have the Queen bind him to some inanimate object if it was possible, that way he couldn't feel anything ever again. Or maybe he could, she wasn't exactly sure how the whole bonding thing worked.

Maybe they could take another side? Her parents had always taught her compassion and mercy, with the Blood King though, was there any chance of something like that working? "Wait," she said slowly once Jennora had finished speaking in tongues. She descended the steps, hesitantly approaching. Maybe it was naivety, maybe it was something else, but Reyna went up to him, looking at the man laying on the floor. "You are a pathetic sight to behold," she said although there was no malice in her tone. Reyna sighed and shook her head, "But maybe it's because no one has shown you any kindness." She offered a hand up, ready to use this new gift of water in case she was quickly betrayed.

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These memories? Where was he getting them from? The ball of fire before him, showing Chris something he never wanted to see was painful. He shot another bullet, hoping to hit him. Instead, Chris was hit and pushed into the wall, the memories of his early years flooding his mind. He screamed in pain, headbutting the demon before him to make him go away. Chris slid to the floor, panting, his body breaking out in a cold sweat. A sister was an impossibility, he told himself, everyone at the accident had been dead unless a few escaped. Perhaps the King had returned home to his wife, going on his merry way minus one son.

No, no one could be that cruel. They would have taken him back, right? Unless he was already dead. Unless Jennora was lying. Jennora had fled to his side, soothing Chris with kisses, getting him back on his feet. She led him back to the throne, pushing him into a sitting position and then sitting in his lap. His mind had stopped roiling, he was under control of himself once more. "I say bind him to the castle, that way he can't escape." Suddenly, the pink haired girl walked down the steps. "Get away from him!" Chris snapped but she didn't seem to listen, saying something about kindness.

"He'll trick you!" Chris couldn't move though, not with the Queen on his lap. Jason was harmless before her, but still, blatantly walking up to the enemy. This child wouldn't survive a day if thrown into the real world, he couldn't bring himself to feel anything besides malice at the pink haired being that had been newly linked to his Queen. "My Queen, please allow me to punish them both for their stupidity." Or perhaps it was audacity.

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#2016-02-17 08:44:46, as written by Masquerade (Skye)

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Reyna saw a picture in her mind, as clear as day with a bright red door. She wasn't sure how, maybe this was the soul connection? She walked in the direction the map showed her and reached the door. Reyna poked her head inside, it was a nice room with a fake window that had a screen, showing a picture of a pristine garden with a calming little pool. Reyna stepped fully into it, closing the door behind her softly and picking up a bottle of water to quench her thirst. She kicked off her shoes, leaving them by the door and went further into the room, sitting down on the bed and draining the bottle of water. Reyna looked out the window, thinking to herself. Clearly getting out of here was going to be tough.

The door opened, Jennora came in then, plopping herself down on the couch. "Don't apologize, it's not your fault." She softened, her emotions on full display now. "I've heard stories, I'm relieved that you're not half as scary as the tales paint you." The stories detailed her as a ferocious beast that tore any human who stepped into her domain to shreds. Reyna was relieved to still believe and not ripped limb from limb. Jason seemed to want to do it though, he said himself he was going to drain her like a juice box. "I just wish I could have saved them."

It was nice to her it, that she wasn't owned. Her whole life her parents had taught her that woman were not just toys to make men happy, that girls could have their own thoughts and opinions too. They had also taught her, however, that there were times when women should stay silent and that speaking out of turn could be dangerous. "Thank you for your hospitality and for beating some sense into that boy." She tried for a smile, hoping that humor was accepted in a situation such as this one.

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Chris didn't mind the feeding, he never had. It actually did him some good, taking out the tension. Then Jason coughed and ruined the moment. Chris glared at the man, he ruined everything of course. "I'll see you in our room," he said, brushing a strand of hair away from her face and watching her go check on their new guest. It would be dangerous if she tried to leave, he knew, and so as head of the Queen of Hell's royal guard, Chris assigned soldiers at various stations and in front of the door to ensure the human couldn't leave. He didn't care what Jason said about memories, Chris would protect the child because it was his job, not because of any blood relations.

In the Underworld, the blood of the convent was much thicker than the blood of family. Chris left the throne room and heard Jason sneer at him. His clothes were still burned from the fire and it had hurt, but thanks to Jennora the pain had gone away. "Mind your own business dog," he snapped, tired of Jason's short lived temper. He smiled cleverly, an unreadable expression on his face. "What's the matter? Sad that you've lost your new toy already?" He laughed, the sound harsh and grating. "Grow up." He turned quickly, with all the sharpness of a soldier and went to his and Jennora's room.

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