Kyrian Draven Illarion
★ You can call me Master, My King or Lord, or any of those titles combined with my surname, Illarion. It all depends on you're rank and how I feel about you. If you can get close enough to me I might even grant you the privilege of calling me by my first name.
★ I've had twenty-five birthdays.
★ I've checked and I'm a male.
★ I'm interested in both, but prefer females.
★ People say I'm cold, dark and ruthless. Some believe me to be the devil himself.
★ What they don't know is I can be caring, tender, and loving. You just have to unearth the real me.
★ My story goes a little something like this: I was an only child for the first seven years of my life. It wasn't a bad life either. Both of them loved me, or so I believed. I was happy, even more so once Amaranda was born. Not much had changed initially. I had a sister to care for and that was it. I loved her, but it was a love that changed into something it should not have when we grew older. Eleven years passed blissfully by. I would often play with her, running through the fields of our estate and training her in how to control the shifts. Things changed on my eighteenth birthday.
Father had decided it was time to start training me to become his heir. On that night, he took me deep into the forest and bit me. Changed me. It was painful, he'd made sure of that. A ruler would have to endure pain. After that, we trained every night. While Amaranda and mother slept or played we trained. The upside of being a vampire? I heal quickly. The downside? Father made sure that there was never a moment during my lessons which I did not have at least one injury. He was especially ruthless during our duels.
Amaranda never saw this side of him, I hadn't until I was changed. I do suspect that he would never have shown it to her though. Her life was meant to be lived in blissful ignorance. She wouldn't have to rule like I would. Hell, I don't even know if he planned to change her. He died, you see. Both him and mom did a couple years ago. I am told it was an accident, I don't believe that's the case. I have yet to find evidence proving otherwise but I also haven't been able to investigate very much because of Amaranda. She didn't take the change well. According to her, I was a monster and had made her into one as well. Perhaps she was right....
★ I weigh around One hundred and eighty-three pounds.
★ My height is six feet and one inch.
★ Wanna know what species I am? I am a shape-shifter and a vampire, born as the first and turned into the second by my father.
★ Hair style? My hair is short, only about five or six inches at the longest points, and slightly spiked. It is deep, dark red in color, like dried blood.
★ Eye color? My irises are crimson in color. The rest of my eyes, however, are black. not white.
★ Scars? I have several. A tattoo around my neck hides the ones left from when father bit me. A multitude of others can be found across my body. Most are small, almost invisible, but there are a few that are rather large. One such scar is on my back.
★ My abilities consist of Shape-shifting for one. I can do so quite easily, though only into animal forms. I am also able to move objects with my mind, I believe that this is called telekinesis. I do have a limit on this one though. At the moment I can only lift objects which are twenty pounds or lighter. Then there are all of the natural vampiric powers; speed, strength, etc. Aside from those I have not discovered anything new, but who knows? Maybe I have one lying dormant.
★ Do I hold your chains? Why don't we take a look? Hmm, I guess not. Not yet anyway.
★ You can call me Master, My King or Lord, or any of those titles combined with my surname, Illarion. It all depends on you're rank and how I feel about you. If you can get close enough to me I might even grant you the privilege of calling me by my first name.
★ I've had twenty-five birthdays.
★ I've checked and I'm a male.
★ I'm interested in both, but prefer females.
★ People say I'm cold, dark and ruthless. Some believe me to be the devil himself.
★ What they don't know is I can be caring, tender, and loving. You just have to unearth the real me.
★ My story goes a little something like this: I was an only child for the first seven years of my life. It wasn't a bad life either. Both of them loved me, or so I believed. I was happy, even more so once Amaranda was born. Not much had changed initially. I had a sister to care for and that was it. I loved her, but it was a love that changed into something it should not have when we grew older. Eleven years passed blissfully by. I would often play with her, running through the fields of our estate and training her in how to control the shifts. Things changed on my eighteenth birthday.
Father had decided it was time to start training me to become his heir. On that night, he took me deep into the forest and bit me. Changed me. It was painful, he'd made sure of that. A ruler would have to endure pain. After that, we trained every night. While Amaranda and mother slept or played we trained. The upside of being a vampire? I heal quickly. The downside? Father made sure that there was never a moment during my lessons which I did not have at least one injury. He was especially ruthless during our duels.
Amaranda never saw this side of him, I hadn't until I was changed. I do suspect that he would never have shown it to her though. Her life was meant to be lived in blissful ignorance. She wouldn't have to rule like I would. Hell, I don't even know if he planned to change her. He died, you see. Both him and mom did a couple years ago. I am told it was an accident, I don't believe that's the case. I have yet to find evidence proving otherwise but I also haven't been able to investigate very much because of Amaranda. She didn't take the change well. According to her, I was a monster and had made her into one as well. Perhaps she was right....
★ I weigh around One hundred and eighty-three pounds.
★ My height is six feet and one inch.
★ Wanna know what species I am? I am a shape-shifter and a vampire, born as the first and turned into the second by my father.
★ Hair style? My hair is short, only about five or six inches at the longest points, and slightly spiked. It is deep, dark red in color, like dried blood.
★ Eye color? My irises are crimson in color. The rest of my eyes, however, are black. not white.
★ Scars? I have several. A tattoo around my neck hides the ones left from when father bit me. A multitude of others can be found across my body. Most are small, almost invisible, but there are a few that are rather large. One such scar is on my back.
★ My abilities consist of Shape-shifting for one. I can do so quite easily, though only into animal forms. I am also able to move objects with my mind, I believe that this is called telekinesis. I do have a limit on this one though. At the moment I can only lift objects which are twenty pounds or lighter. Then there are all of the natural vampiric powers; speed, strength, etc. Aside from those I have not discovered anything new, but who knows? Maybe I have one lying dormant.
★ Do I hold your chains? Why don't we take a look? Hmm, I guess not. Not yet anyway.
