(OOC: Before I start...Please excuse my spelling...and excuse me for not being the best righter of 1st person..but this is supposed to be a rather journal of sorts)
Who am I? Well now inset that a strange question. Normally when people see me they rather ask what I am. You may call me Lady Sin. A particular name? Yes, but it is mine and mine alone. The story of how I came to that name, well, that belongs to us all.
Back in the days when I was well, human, I hailed from a small town named Durem, though the Durem of long ago was rather barley anything like the bustling town it has become today. Durem was then under the rule of my distant cusin, who I served as a Cort lady. Days back then were rather nice and calm, almost dreadfully calm compared to the technology and rush rush of every day life now-a-days.
I was so naive back then...For you see, my cusin had a secret. One beautiful full moon he called me to his private quarters fallowing a wonderful ball. Oh, if I could have only sensed my Lord's intentions as being so impure...Unfortunately, as I said, I was a nieve little Cort lady puppet. My cussin took my life that night. He took my soul. In the sharing of his blood, though, he gave me so much more. He turned me into an immortal, a Nosferatu, a vampire, if you will.
From that day on my path has been stained with blood, I had become the 'living' embodiment of sin, I killed hundreds at the mere command of whoever would toss the most gold my way. Such a pitiful egsistance. I took on the name Sin from the population upon witch I mercilessly slaughtered...
Though my life, though, the times of war were replaced with times of peace, and it became obsolete to hold onto a life of blood and violence. I found myself strangely lost on the world. Without a new source of income, my eternity would soon fall short.
One night, much to my surprise, I found him, or rather he found me. As I was sitting alone in a brothel(Or whatever humans call those things now-a-days), I was approached by a clocked figure. I was straightforwardly informed that the Lord Von Revenants had requested my audience. Though a few hundred years of torment have caused me to be rather skeptical of lords, I shruggingly excepted his invitation. After 'careful persuading' I 'honorably elected' to join the lords "family' in witch I reside in today...
Now, will someone unlock my door already? I very much promise that I will not try to kill the father again! This weak.
Lady Sin
強打! あなたの死者
