Just the Basics!!
The Name That I was Given at Birth is... Irial Veritenikkov
But sometimes, this is WAY more acceptable… Irial
Yeah this is what I am and I’m proud of it!! Heterosexual
I saw this many candles on my cake… Appears 26 per human years
I was told I was born a... Male
But what I really am is... Demon
Welcome to My Life!!
So it all started just like this... Growing up was not easy. Through the centuries in my early life, I lived in a hostile environment that existed around a power struggle. There was no peace, and there was no safe zone. Relatives wouldn't hesitate to cut down another for their power. It was a terribly hostile environment, and I soon learned that if I couldn't protect myself from the simplest of threats, I wasn't goign to live long. I was robbed of a childdhood, as most would say. I had to fight to keep myself alive, and even after I separated myself from my kind to live among humans, I would have the occasional visitor that only wished to kill me for my title or power.
It wasn't until I'd lived among humans for a century that I longed for the companionship that I saw everywhere around me. Women flourished around me as though it were some game that were spun through their fingers. A waltz between men and women that were air-brained and frivolous, without a care in the world. Not even the whores were satisfying. Perhaps it was because they couldn't provide companionship. All I knew, was that I wasn't finding what I was searching for. So I set out for a slave, one that I could fin amusement from, whether I threw her about or gave her head gentle pats like some animal. All that mattered was the possession. the fact that she couldn't leave. I owned her, and she was mine.
Saya was my choice. A frail human girl that couldn't stand her own ground. She was helpless, and frightened when I revelaed to her what I was, and where I came from. When I took her dancing, she finally caved. It took wooing, and several weeks, but finally, when Saya looked at me, there was no fear. There was no animosity or rage. She had accepted her lifestyle here. I gave her the choice of a gift. I changed her from a frail human into a half demon. I gave her my strength. I gave her my heart. And she took it with her, when she was wooed away by another. I warned her. I even came looking for her, and she simply turned me away, not wanting to believe she was just a pawn to be used against me. She was destroyed, while i watched. While she screamed my name, I was unable to help her. I watched her die, screaming my named, begging for help and protection I had tried to give her, but no longer could deliver.
Her death changed me. It made me completely turn my back upon my own kind. How I hated demons of all sorts. How I couldn't stand those who called themselves my kin. It was a dreadful loss for them, as I kept reserved to myself. It took me quite a time before I could think of the idea of a companion again. However, that's what I headed to, and I can only hope it's prosperous.
Don’t hate me because of who I am... I can be quite cruel and sadistic. Or at least,t hat's how I used to be. Ever since I lost Saya, I have maintained my sophisticated air, as well as my unpredictable shifts in mood and actions, but I am a bit softer with those I bring around. I am quite more civilized then most demons I am related to, or have been associated with. I do not tolerate insolences well, but I am not terribly violent either. Therefore, I believe a conversation can sort out an argument, rather then a fight, however, if a person comes swinging, i will not hesitate to restrain them. Male, female, or otherwise.
I really want these Charms... Bell, Trophy
What Pretty Little Collars... Red, perhaps even Crimson.
This is my Property... Emiko
Who really controls me…Stellaluna Skywind
