❝ Memories are more precious than any souvenir. ❞
I am Daniel and Emmaline Saratoki
But I demand that you call me Master & Emma
I'm not that old, I am Three-Hundred and Ninety-Four Seven
Are you blind? I'm obviously Blood Demon Half Blood Demon, Half Weather Witch
Here's an easy one, I'm Bisexual Too young to tell
You really want to know that? Fine, I was born The Darkest Night of the Year (December) The Lightest day of the year! (June 21st)
X X ❝ M o v i n gXXXo n. ❞
Do the measurements, I'm 6' 4"4' 8"
I don't look it, I know, but I'm 210 lbs70 lbs
I suppose I have to say every last detail, my hair is Blonde,Blonde, but sometimes it changes colors. Like to pink!
Look closer, my eyes are Golden HazelI have mommy's eyes! They're blue most of the time, but sometimes, they change colors with the weather.
Of course you can't see them, I hide them. I have Several slash cuts on my arms and torso, a stab scar in my right shoulder, going through to my chest from being impaled with a staff.I had my ears pierced! One time each ear!
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I want a slave with Must be blue, because of Emma
Painted Violet, I wouldn't mind Pink either...I want Purple! A Prince or a Princess to play with me!
And a few other things, like Heart and Pacifier are essential.
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People say I tend to be I'ma personal buzzkill, or say I've been told. I'm rather cynical on the outside, not letting many into my inner emotions. I have to be tough, because my counter balance was so welcoming. My heart is cold as snow, and I take what I need. I don't ask, and I won't apologize.I am stuck in my ways, and will only bend to my little princess, unfortunately, because it's what my wife would have wanted. I am very overprotective and demanding. My decisions are well thought out, and I don't act very rash if I can avoid it.
I'm...excitable? That's what Daddy says anyways! I like to think positive, and I smile a lot, even though mommy is missing, because I know one day we'll find her! I like to play a lot, and Daddy says I'm not a bad girl. I an be calm and sit still for a while if i need to. Daddy says it's because I'm creative, but well-mannered, whatever that means! I like to learn new things, and listen to stories! I just like people!
You're so nosy. Fine, I will tell you that There is not much that is important about my life before my wife, but rather the importance is everything that came after. Before my wife, I was a reckless beast, fighting for a Demon lord as one of his must trusted vassals. If I was ordered to kill, I would ask which body parts my Lord wished in return. I never faltered. i was a killing machine, and quite feared. I only ever faltered when it came to my wife. No, she was not my target, but someone who got in the way. A light in the darkness, though she was quite a formidable witch. She brought storms and impaling winds that kept her charges safe. It was when we faced off that I, for the first time in my life, faltered. Tasting her blood, I had never been repulsed by something so sweet. I had never seen a face that stared back up at me, so unabashed, without anger, just with acceptance. I knew in that moment that there was no possible way for me to kill her. Instead, I killed my target, and announced to the Lord I served that I would no longer be his puppet.
My Lord was not pleased, and I was beaten, damn near to death. She, before she was my wife, returned the kindness I had given to her and saved me. We ran, her spiriting us away in the wake of her storms, telling me that I was an idiot for ever getting involved with her, or my choice of lifestyle. Yet, she stayed by my side, nursing me back to health, which took much longer than normal, and made me think of those I injured, or murdered in my time serving as an assassin. When I healed up, I asked her to marry me, the star in my life. And for some reason, she said yes. Maybe she knew it was the final piece to my healing, but she said yes. And I began to change. I did everything I could to make her happy. I made her a home. I made her food. I held her when she wrought storms she didn't intend to make. I wiped her brow when she was in the throes of her magic use. And we built a life together, giving me something to fill the void that I hadn't known existed in my days of being a bloodthirsty villain.
When she told me that I would be a father, I thought I would burst and die of happiness. I didn't know one man could have so much happiness in his life. It was a miracle, and I wasn't sure how I was blessed with it, but I was. My beautiful wife and I would be starting a family. There was a tender child in her belly, and with her permission, I found that it was indeed a little princess. The brightness to light up the darkness in my life, even more than my star had already done. I kept her close, making sure to take extra care that there was no one who followed us home, or picked up on our trail. We used magic, both hers and my own to protect us and keep us hidden. And we wanted the best life possible for our child. We couldn't let anyone find us. Not hunters who sought out rare magics, nor those who may have been new or old vassals of the Lord I had served.
The day my precious princess was born was the best day of my life. And i think my wife understands why it trumped out wedding day. A quiet birth with only one doctor, one that we had grown to trust, only because he had helped us hide was the only one that could be trusted to deliver my princess into the world. We were happy. Our princess was a well-behaved baby, quiet most of the day. She looked beautiful like her mother, but had my strength. It was perfect. My wife was happy. We were all happy and healthy. That was when the unexpected began to happen. The birth of our child had triggered something, which was most likely because of the magic we had not known was running through our daughter's veins. It countered our barriers and acted rather as a beacon, drawing people in.
We started to run again, leaving out home behind, but it seemed that no matter where we went, there were people behind us, ready to make moves. We thought we had found a place that was safe, but hunters found us. They were upon us faster than we could react. We had no more time to run and no place to run. They took my wife, thinking that she was the one that had the surplus of magic. I had no choice but to take Emmaline and run. it was no my wish, but it was the path my wife paved, sending me away on a flood that I could not fight. She sacrificed herself, Emma was only three. My wife was stolen from me, and not much later, I woke with a feeling in my chest. An emptiness that had finally returned. Something that would not be possible unless my wife was dead. It didn't matter how far away she would have been, I would have felt her. This absence only confirmed that my wife had passed on. I went on a rage, destroying many things, and trying to find the hunters that had stolen my wife. I hit rock bottom, hunting out late, until Emma came to me asking for her mother. I lied. Telling her that her mother was away, and that she would come back eventually. I was unable to tell her the truth. But I knew that I was all Emma had left, that I had to be there to care for her.
We moved on, once more, and found ourselves a little home. I sealed Emma's powers away to the best of my abilities, but I know eventually the seal will break and we'll be on the run again. Until then, I will do my best to care for her, and protect her. Even if that includes finding another to help me care for Emma.
Quit bothering me, I'll say that I like:
ღ Emmaline
ღ Quiet
ღ Violin Music
ღ Books
ღ Coffee
ღ Stories
ღ Animals
ღ Painting
ღ Tea Parties
ღ Princess Dresses
I'll tell you that I don't like:
✘ Sweets
✘ Unhappy Emma
✘ Tons of Noise
✘ Other Demons
✘ Rats
✘ Nightmares
✘ Blood
✘ Earthquakes
✘ The Scary Hunters
✘ Spiders
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A few last things so you don't ask any more questions, I can I can control the flow of blood in my enemies, or anyone who's blood I've tasted or spilled. I can track that blood and use it against an individual if necessary.
Daddy says that I'll have powers like him and mommy! That I might be more powerful than both of them, but I'm not really sure what that means. Daddy says my powers are still uncertain 'cause they're developing still.
Yes, there is some side things, like I've become...a sort of shut in since my wife was killed.
The person that works my mind is not me, but Stellaluna Skywind
