Venus Neccerius [APPROVED; 1-3++]

Name: Venus Neccerius
Age: 500
Gender: Female
Orientation: New Londow Society [team]



Warrior's Honor: Venus is the kind of person who beleives strongly in a code of honor. She believes that one should be judged by the actions and valor they themselves display. Rather then staying or basing someone's self worth off of stereotypes which exist about their whole race or about them in general. She judges by the work ethic, she see's and she wishes others to judge her in a similar fashion. Venus isn't the kind of person to think someone's weak just because they may not be "spiritually strong" but strength to her is more a testament to ones will, how one holds themselves and how one centers themselves. These facts can be quite important and in fact have more of a "Say" in how she may react to a person rather then just the simple set in stone kind of " Explanation" to anything that regards a person in general, anyways.. yes Venus does possess an innate sense of warriors honor.

Protection of your kind: Venus has a very broad and distinguished concept or feels the need to protect sueki's as they have been on the decline. She herself knows the struggles of needing blood, or the need to actually seek those things which are ultimately neccisary for life, as such she doesn't fault those who need it and seek it. In fact she herself knows from personal experience the struggle a sueki has to undergo to just survive and feed themselves, so she herself puts her kind in the top priority in terms of when she's dealing with other races and sueki at the same time, she will if its a "battle" or some conflict try to break it up not for the other persons sake but for the sueki in questions sake. She goes to great lengths to do this as well, such as she endures even though she has extreme negative reactions to drinking blood, and extreme pain from sex. Venus endures both of these and keeps herself from going into a psychotic state only because she veiws and feels that she has a honor bound purpose to protect her kind, and herself. Which is why she has dedicated every moment of her life, every last breath which she will have is completely devoted to getting the sueki back to full capacity, and further? She wishes to unite the sueki again and create a better place for them in the world. So.. this kind of dream she has? its what she cherishes and what she wishes for the next generation, as such no matter the pain or the despair, she will forcibly move on, such as with her own daily pain. This core value to "Protect" your own kind is what allows her to keep moving and go through it. She doesn't feel that "Running Away" would be an acceptable solution to anything.

This even extends into how she deals with other races, even though there are rarely any things that she wants or needs? this core personality trait will show through if you so much even mention giving your support or helping create a place for sueki? If you even so much as promise her or tell her you will help even in a slight way? She will literally bend over backwards and do what she can to help the person so long as she believes that they will keep their promise. If they wont? She won't help them in return, but every action she does is for the betterment of her kind, in fact if it was the benifit of her kind for her to die? She'd lay down her life for her purpose and beleif that she can bring the sueki into a new and better age. She would traverse death, would traverse the depths of pain, cross the endless abyss of despair, and endure the fires of sin and insanity. She is driven to the point that she is willing to do again absolutely anything and everything to help her kind. She feels not only its her duty, but that its something that needs to be done, hence why even in conversation she also will not tolerate those who use the old stereo-typical slurs such as "Blood Sucker" Or "Slutty Bitch" as she is trying to lead the veiw of the world towards the sueki into a more.. "acceptable" stance which would allow them to live or co-exist with society.

Hunger and Insanity: Some times, if she doesn't get enough blood or food in her system she does have a bad tendancy to end up going into a state of hyper insanity. She is driven to the depths by hunger, which is why if she's about to run out of her normal blood supply she either will look to replace it.. or she will display this by trying to push others away without reason or any warning. She will seclude herself as long as she needs until she is able to properly feed again, as she is gluttenous and the worst depiction of a sueki that someone could ever think of.. she doesn't want others to see that.. she hates that if she's thirsty she will have the personality of a beast hellbent of getting her fill of the forbidden fruit. She doesn't condone sexual contact either because this also triggers her insanity and blood-lust. As such she tries her best to keep herself filled and as mentally strong as possible. She shows general disinterest in lovers , a stance she is firm with because of the inhereint danger which would stem from someone actually being her lover in the first place. As such she general shirks love and lust entirely.. if someone even makes her feel a sexual craving.. she may smile and say.. "that was nice.." then smack the person and finish by saying.. "if you want to stay alive..please.. don't do it again" because she doesn't neccisarily want to be a monster.


Vegetarien: Her inside joke, individuals will rarely ever see her condone or talk about drinking blood from a live source. In fact she tends to bar any such conversations near her due to her dislike and guilt towards such practices. All of her blood, she gets from bags or if she must in battle she will IF there's no other option drink from a living being, but even then she will not drink from a human. Not anymore, in fact this shows because she even will go as far as to ask others not to bring humans near her if the sueki is feeding off of the human, because she doesn't want anything to do with it anymore, feeling intense and extensive guilt based on her own past. As such individuals who are trying to talk to her regarding the joys of blood drinking, if from a live source atleast, she will kindly ask to stop, or she may just leave the area entirely, due to her lack.. or general adversion to even slight mentions of such conversations.




General Positive Mannerisms: Venus has also many good things about her in general, she isn't one to abandon others, and she's quite freindly and almost motherly once someone gets to know her. She's the kind of person who will advocate for the weak, and hold the strong to their duties if need be. Essentially she isn't the kind of person to just passively let anything go on, she holds onto a strong sense of both leadership and responsibility. She values lives very very much because she knows how hard it is to get over taking lives. So she is also not one to get into business thats not her own unless she feels there's something she can do to either help or make things better. She dislikes senseless violence and carnage and is strongly against doing things such as trying to make a country or any kind of existance built upon the pain of another. In fact, she believes so strongly about it she herself doesn't kill unless she can help it.. and if one was to ask why? she'd answer simply.. "I've killed enough already.. no need to kill any more" since quite honestly thats how she feels. As such while she holds herself and others to a high standard of respect and decency.. she will rarely kill unless someone really has done something inexcusable or unforgivable.

This is mainly the reason for her policy of strict corperal punishment, she'd rather beat someone to the point they wished they where dead, then actually killing them. As the dumbest thing to do in her opinion is let someone off easy by killing them, she'd rather make them live with it, and learn from it, because thats just how she is and this extends further into her need to make decisions logically rather than fly off the handle and do something based on her own preconceptions of the situation. So she essentially behaves in a way that she could summarize as she may dislike or dissaprove of others actions, but unless.. she's the one responsible for them? She will not meat out or deliver punishment or even reprimand them unless they do something to deserve as such. As if they aren't part of her "family" so to speak, she will respect the fact that she may dissaprove of another but she has no direct influence over them, as such she doesn't really have a real "need " to explain or do anything about it.

Another perk? is that she is honest completely to a fault, be it about good news or be it about bad news. She may dislike telling the truth about some matters.. but she does so because she feels that people deserve to hear the truth, and if they dont deserve to know about it? She just simply wont tell them anything, its actually just as simple as that. Given the fact that knowledge is something that doesn't have to be freely given, it is earned by either in her case trust, or because the individual is involved in it, or if simply they have the right to know. As she doesn't freely divulge information readily without an ample reason to do so.


General Negative Mannerisms: If push comes to shove, there are some negative things about Venus that she herself will admit. She has anger issues at times if it regards those who she considers family and if they are in danger? She is not above tearing anything apart that gets in her way. Regrettably this also means that she does have a sarcastic and bad streak in her. Given when she's had about as much as she can stand, she reverts to a more "war like" persona which is less kind, and more explicit about what can and can't be done. Once she gets like that, she tends to also have more openess about her desire for blood and how she finds it gross but can't stop herself from craving it. So quite literally her negative traits include her war-like side, which isn't above killing, and beleive it or not is border-line sadistic given the natural need for blood. She naturally as a negative side of her, atleast when she's kind of in this im so done state of mind, would be that she will inflict as much pain as possible from someone if she drinks their blood and quite possibly devour them whole. So she isn't always that pure white knight complex character that individuals may think she is, as this is more how she "Originally" would behave, and reflects her past and those things which she cannot run from.

This potentially extends to blood lust, and veiw on blood, she tends to have a negative but rarely seen trait, which is she loves to see blood fly, to bathe in the crimson liquids and feel the warmth as the life blood of another slowly drains from their body, and that moment where the light leaves their eyes. She craves and loves these moments to the point that if she's ever in a mind-set like this? she could quite literally do something like grab even a complete stranger, and rip them in-half just because she wants to feel blood spray and soak her body, and cover every inch of her.. So essentially her "Negative" streak is quite simply.. that ugly personality that hides under the surface, until she's at the point she can't deal with anymore Crap so to speak.




Dulled Purple Hair: Venus's hair is long and purple, it holds a slight spike to it but mostly is thin and silky. the most characteristic thing about her hair is how she generally keeps it loose and unstylized, finding little to no need to do so as a reflection of her blunt and rather un-focused towards beauty kind of persona. So her purple hair is all naturally resting how it should, varying between long locks, and slightly spiked up patches, it makes for a nice display of how her hair looks different depending on how she moves or essentially what she's wearing.

Pale Cream Complexion: Venus has pale skin, which is almost the color of snow , giving it a kind of dead look to it in terms of how most humans have a pink pigmenting in the skin due to both being alive and having blood. She doesn't have this kind of 'complexion" because of the fact that her skin is void of pigments, keeping a light white cream color which is perfect and flawless, snow white skin which in terms of whats visible is almost rediculously perfect. Her face, her arms and even her legs are unblemished, untouched and without an actual flaw to be had about them, although in terms of flaws, one would find multitudes of scarring and imperfections under her clothes, given she has been around a long time, and as such she possesses scars that even she was unable to fully heal. As such scarring and injury can be seen on her back essentially the parts of her body she keeps covered up are the spots that show her clear and definable imperfections. The most prominent of these "Imperfections" though would have to be the cross shaped burn which travels from the middle of her shoulder blades, down to her lower back, from where she almost had been crucified by hunters hundreds of years prior to this all.

Eyes: Venus has noticable eyes , they are a red-color around the pupil and the whites of her eyes are entirely pitch black. These eyes are considerably similar to the kind of "gaze" that maybe people saw in their darkest dreams when vampires where feared. Since her eyes are clearly a vampric "trait" one thats extremely noticable since looking into them will give one the feel of starting into the void and having reflective red orbs staring back.. Its unnerving and creepy to say the least, however those are her eyes.

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History:

The Awakening: Venus doesn't know when she was born, her farthest back memory would be roughly 600 years ago, when she awoke in chains deep inside of a castle her body connected to a cross which had been burning into her back as hit had been heated at.. 1000 degree's. She remembers the acute pain as she only wanted to get rid of the fire, she wanted to kill those who in her opinion.. had wrongfully harmed her. Who had without reason tried to burn her alive, but she didn't feel she had the strength to do so.. until she heard the sound of another sueki screaming in fear and pain as she saw right infront of her own cell the sueki was swiftly and brutally killed, bringing her to a frenzied rage which allowed her to break through the chains just at the cusp of 18 years of age, she could feel a deep thirst overtake her throat lust in her mind, all that could go through her head.. was this unnerving obsession with devouring.. with eating with devouring as much blood as she could. Which was why as a guard came in and tried to detain her again, she hadn't meant to but from that intense emotion she had manifested shadows in the shape of 5 appendages, one of which jerked through and speared the "guard" causing a crimson spray of blood to fly through the air blood spraying all over her face, and her clothes as she would have lapped up the blood and pounces, devouring and eating the first guard whole before looking up, her eyes pitch black, and her irises glowing red, saliva dripping from her lips, as she would have kicked off, vanishing while she had landed and kicked off the ceiling her mouth opening and then in a moment closed on the next guards neck ripping a chunk out of it as she greedily drank the blood.

The guard literally had been twitching while she had moved forwards the gurling sound being combined with the shout of the next spear-men who's mouth parted puking blood up on venus's face as she had pincushioned him in the heart with all 5 of those appendages, causing blood to fountain over her as she greedily gulped up every bit.. in fact.. she took it a step further devouring the bloodied corpses while she knocked over a torch, setting the corspes and cloths... rugs.. basically the furnishings of the castle ablaze, raising her nose and smelling the scent of many bodies..after which she had sped forward and broke the sonic sound barrier, smashing into a wall and richocheting off her mouth parting as she landed on another guard eating his face off and drinking the blood through gruesome "Slurping sounds" which seemed to echo while she seemingly without noticing had moved her appendages outwards, slicing through 20 other guards who had tried to get close, and after finishing the first body? She had moved onto the others.. her grin spreading across her face, while she left nothing behind but ..bones, devouring the blood, the muscle, everything about them she had devoured moving through buildings, through the courtyard, she was a menace.

But she was also newly awakened.. so as she jerked forward and ran among the stone steps, and cobble stones, hair streamlined red with life-blood of those she had already slain and stuffed into her belly. She did take damage from humans, slipping up getting a cut here, a arrow there. In fact in her rage she felt only this intense craving, which drove her to go so far as to rip hands and legs off so her "Meals" wouldn't be able to leave, in fact she quickly moved through and methodically kept devouring ripping limb from limb, she absolutely decimated the castle, she killed every single member of the castle was slain under her hungry wrath.. it was one of the most gruesome incidents she can remember.. however she worst part was when she came to the last individual who was a lone girl not much older then 13, who looked up.. and merely asked why. A question that Venus didn't even bother answering as she would have quickly and mercilessly ripped the child inhalf and then gobbled her completely up, falling backwards as she orgasmed.. and then twitched.. infact she actually twitched as she was overcome.. by such revulsion.. such disgust that it made her double over and twitch spasm and thrash in pain as she foamed at the mouth.

This "disgust" was her first ever knowledge of what happened when she fed, in fact she just felt like everything was.. disgusting.. she couldn't even think about anything but retching.. yet she somehow knew that if she did retch? She would be loosing what she needs.. blood. Which was why she could only cover her mouth up and stay there.. trembling as she heaved and heaved, without letting any of the blood flow from her mouth, tears black as the night dripping down her face, staining the stone floor while she constricted into as tight of a ball as possible. That first.. time she felt like she had swallowed something that was too gross.. to describe.. she couldn't contain the disgust.. in fact.. there laying on the floor she passed out thrashing and twitching while she had slept through the worst of her disgust and agony, in a restless.. painful sleep.




Old Blood Chapter: When Venus awoke in a pool of her own blood, she felt so disgusted.. but driven she was compelled by blood and more blood.. So much blood that she was attracted to it, it was all she could think about.. eating and feeling pleasure from eating. . . She was overwhelmed with these cravings, rising unsteadily to her feet and she had sprinted out of the nearest window, falling down into the courtyard in the dead of night. Apparently someone had.. survived her feeding or over heard the commotion afterwards. Because standing there she had been looking onto atleast.. a full battalion at the time, of men which had guns, horses , swords. Some even in armor or some carying heavy axes and torches. She had looked up and stared at them though, in that new-born state so recently created she hadn't understood the innate danger she was in.. she only could think about how she was going to have so much blood, so much food in fact she had sprinted head long grinning and licking her lips into the first row of individuals as shadow appendages broke the skin on her back stretching out and then crashing into men who rode towards on horseback, bifuricating horses, coating her in a bloody spray which she relished and drank despite how much it disgusted her.

She would hop about through them , abruptly jerking forward or hopping back, cutting through these "Individual or militia men" and then devouring them quickly as she made her way outside.. she just didn't feel much interest when concerned with the reformation or the knowledge that these "men" or individuals where weak. She murdered them like cattle, devoured them and then she had continued forward jerking from side to side, left and right, slaughtering through the ranks as she moved out of the compound and into the streets, ammassing several large gashes on her back as she spun around and unintentionally broke the sound barrier with her fist, generating an explosion that cratered the ground and blew the men who where left into tree's or over the castle walls.. the only thing that was certain was.. all of them had died. Which was why with adrenaline pulsing and moving through her veins, she had jerked forward vanishing into the forest as she literally killed everything in her path, bears, birds, rodents, wolves. She destroyed every last one that she ran into as she followed the elusive scent of blood, rushing between the tree's while she had only stopped when coming to a cave...
There she had to stop, she couldn't handle the intake of blood nor the sickness she felt, she shaking and quivering collasped against the side of the wall, holding herself upright and barely conscious fighting that gut wrenching illness that was rapidly expanding through her body which made her strength sapped and made her weak in the knee's.

Legitimately she had fought it until the next nightfall, when the illness abated and she set out on the way again, rushing through another patch of wilderness, keeping her killing focused on anything in her path, devouring those who got to close, or slaughtering unweary animals.. travelers, anything. She ate and she ate and she ate along the way, many nights in this time she was collasped on the floor after an orgasm. . . and after she had succumb to the ever present sickness which was ravaging her body due to her unnatural need for blood and at the same time her reaction and disgust for blood. She lived like this, moving from place to place in the wilderness she was like a mindless animal she didn't care, she often was smug, warlike, arrogant. Quite honestly all she really ever considered was how hungry she was, where her next meal was coming from. Unintentionally honing her skills as she darted about prey, militia men, and even predatory animals which rushed her in packs like wolves did. Things like weaving through the thick uncharted wilderness, all of these things unintentionally allowed her to get faster.. and stronger and quickly become able to move nimbly and to stop and accelerate quickly as well.

In fact.. she lived this life for many years, consisting, of resisting sickness, weaving through tree's killing predators, killing people, slaughtering towns, villages. She kept killing and killing in random area's for food. Fighting and fighting and fighting she didn't have any choice but to fight. She honed her skills her speed, she even taught herself a new style during this nomadic wandering time. Given the fact she just thought of her skills, her existance as something based around orgasmic pleasure, and food. She was warlike and merciless in every meaning of the word.. she would clear out places.. leaving them void of life. She continued to hide in caves, and she killed who ever tried chasing her. Her existance, was simply never found out because she cleaned up her own mess by making sure no survivors ever again had been found. She kept herself unknown by leaving no one alive.. . ever. She worked on quickness, on efficiency of the hunt, because she wanted to be able to quickly drink and slaughter at the same time. Her movements could generate shockwaves she would quite regularly just spring on a building and punch it causing the inhabitants inside and the structure to blow up, and then she would drink what ever blood she could find from it afterwards. She didn't keep track like most people, she only began to notice the general passage of time after horses began to be replaced by cars, warriors and battalions being replaced by police and armies. In fact the only reason she began to notice this is because she was forced to react quicker.. to be faster to avoid bullets, ammunition rockets.. rpg's. She had to react because she wanted to eat. As such... she continously killed at and lived and infact she thought nothing of it. ignoring most advances in modern civilization.

So as the world moved on, and she began to "hear" about other sueki in a strange organization she mostly found as much fascination in it as someone staring at dirt.. it didn't remotely interest her what so ever.. however her mindset did begin to change eventually around when she had been hunting for.. atleast 200 years.. she had understood finally the severity of what she had done, the night she had let her guard down..with a man she was in love with.. she let him take her first time.. and in return? the pain she felt was beyond comprehension, she couldn't even.. think straight as she tried invain to hold herself together,so much pain that she would have mentally.. blacked out.. just as she was ripping her mate's head off.. in a fit of pain induced insanity, she then proceeded to devour her mate whole, and only when she had come too.. did she really fully understand the pain of all those lives she had taken in those 200years prior, she had curled up as she forcibly didn't retch blood up.. and she just let the pain.. the understanding of what it was like for all those animals.. those people.. that she had killed , and she was disgusted.. she couldn't believe what she had done.


New Philosophy: Venus.. was lost after that, driven by anguish and without a purpose she still ate.. and drank, but slowly she was reducing those that she killed, the number of individuals that she killed.. She was trying to reform. She also during this time, began to really discover her sense of right and wrong, trying to hold herself over by drinking the stagnant blood from dead bodies in morgues, those that died of natural causes. She continously fought and ventured into area's of strife in conflict. Pretending to be a paramedic.. someone who she learned either helped fixing others, or took them to the morgue when they died. So.. if they weren't dead.. she forcibly supressed her blood lust.. patched them up.. and then sent them on their way.. if they died.. she'd take them to the morgue.. drain them of blood and then put them into their caskets for when they where to be buried.. She hadn't yet discovered things like bagged blood.. or blood donors.. she just did what she could, she avoided killing, but even then.. she slipped up every now and again.. such as in the depths of venezuela .. or if she was particularly hungry.. she would slip up.. kill.. eat.. and survive.. however she felt remorse.. many nights.. during her adjustment to not killing everything in sight.. it was an intense mental struggle.. she felt the dizzying craving, the drool inducing bloodlust.. and also the sickness.. worsened by drinking stagnated dead blood. The pain of pleasuring herself.. because she knew she needed the energy to survive.. not being able to stay near people and leaving when ever the war was over.

She literally.. lived the next 100 years in strife in war, she learned all sorts of basic combat.. began to refine her own battle skills, some times going in by herself on rainy nights and trying out her speed.. her skill, avoiding bullets which moved like slugs in her vision.. bringing her fist forward and getting a feel for how the sound barrier worked, how she could use it. What she could and couldn't do, which she would find out regularly when something went wrong and she ended up hurting herself in the process. she hardened her heart, and tried to live with human kind.. fighting at night, or in the rain, or when there was no sunlight, having learned of "sueki sun-lotion" at the time, she would put all her money.. or most of it to buying the stuff using it, so she could show up in the day time because thats when there was the greatest body count in terms of what she could drink.. She learned to deal with the taste of rotting flesh as she drank from the bodies. The taste of maggots.. worms. other disgusting things.. because she herself couldn't bear to remember that emotion or feeling. Of when she lost it all and understood what pain others had gone through from it.

And she kept living this perpetual "half life" for atleast 100 years, eating from the dead, and mingling with the living.. this disgusting unacceptable predicament she had got herself into.. atleast until some odd 120 years after she figured out there was such a thing.. as "blood bags" having discovered it one day as she had been given something red..and liquid like in the confines of a bag as she was working .. curious of course she would have ripped the bag open, and drank it.. finally understanding she didn't really have to drink.. or eat from dead bodies now.. she would have then stopped working in the day entirely.. and began to wander about, stocking up on blood bags when she needed it.. drinking it and continously weaving through tree's.. looking for some place of interest that she might be able to call home.. A place of her own that she could understand.. and learn to live at. She did eventually find a place up north when she continued through the america's 300+ years of nothing but fighting having left her incredibly sharp, knowledgable and feirce. She had kept going until she had gotten up into canada however.. she found that the days where way too long.. so.. she then reversed going south.. swimming in the ocean after she hit the tip of south america.. and from there kept swimming until she hit the south pole.. and further more stayed there because of the long periods of pure darkness and lack of light.. she loved it, and what she did for the next 50 years.. was train, practice.. retch and jack off essentially. . As she tried to further understand herself.. and why she did what she did.

Finally.. though around the year 2150 she came to the thought that maybe.. she just needed to supress and start over.. and not kill.. to atone for those she had killed. for all those she had devoured. for them the ones she had killed? she had stopped killing, in fact she decided since she was one of the reasons.. she felt that the sueki kind.. had ended up hunted.. she would then help better them and bring them to salvation. Over time she did gather.. sueki.. just not many and they normally left after awhile because of their need to eat.. or devour individuals while they where living, or just because they didn't understand just why she did things, and to be honest she didn't quite understand why she did shit either. Though she started to mature.. and understand things she previously hadn't been able to understand.. such as why she hadn't been able to curve her appetite at first.. or why she hadn't had anyone else with her when she awoke, she honestly was frustrated.. annoyed.. and depressed over the severity of both the lives she had taken, and the gap in her memory of the years that she had been alive before she turned into a sueki. She became.. distanced.. and she just needed to find herself. Quite honestly.. she would forcibly lose herself in the midst of honing her skills still.. practicing with her appendages.. drawing on the primal.. instinctual actions to drown out mental woes. She kept doing and doing.. and doing this.. until she finally 50 years later.. figured out that if she took lives.. she just needed to save that many more.. and thats when she felt.. she finally did want the company of others..


The New Chapter: Venus eventually found others.. a few which had joined her cause members that stayed atleast for a regular amount of time. However these individuals didn't ... really know what to think about her, her abnormality and how she behaves in general. she wasn't really though understanding, her life anymore the fact that she had yet to find someone that fully understood her, the fact that war was going on everywhere. The fact that fighting, death and blood and sex was the driving points of her life. She didn't want to beleive that there was nothing else.. to be had.. but she began to think again that was true. She began to go back into her despair before she had a wake up call around 2200.. which was when a group of reminant vampire hunters came to the soul pole and slaughtered every last one of those who actually had been in her kind of "family". She can still to this day remember the vivid flames that somehow burnt in the icy tundra's. She remembered coming back to a cave full of her own kinds blood, she remembers dropping the bag of blood she was drinking and having it splatter across the ground and her clothes. Only.. this was different she felt rage to the point that she couldn't contain it , in fact she hunted down and slaughtered.. the hunters, she mercilessly tracked them their children, she erased every last bit about them from the face of the earth.

After doing so however? it was quite honest that Venus just felt empty again, not knowing what to do she just went back to training, to drinking blood from bags, to what she knew. It was a major shock that was for sure, not knowing how or why such incidents happened to her. That was why until.. roughly from then to a year ago she continued to stay in the shadows training breaking objects.. in the south pole..she just didn't have the energy.. for anything else. However during the australian war, she began to finally stirr again, hearing the loud sounds even from the distance she was at from the pole, rousing from her normal habits and getting a major wake-up call from what was occuring. That was what really broke the habit, just learning about that many individuals fighting, and so many deaths. Those things indeed created an immense shock to her system, and because of that she decided it was time to begin moving once more, not fighting because the entirety of her life had been blood, sex, training, sleep, and one unhappy existance, a fact she felt wholly certain about changing.

Which was why as she bid the bones of her freinds good bye? She had gotten up from the cave that day, and then left beginning to move through the world again, using unused sun-screen beginning to re-acclimate herself with society after her whole respite of rest.. and recentering. She could see all the destruction the carnage, death and despair. All of these atrocities pulled at her sueki soul, but she still figured out it was neccisary to protect both humans and vampires.. keeping them both seperate, and at the same token keeping things that way. How they should be, but still she vowed she would do what she could to protect not only the sueki but the right of others to live. which was why with this new "persona or purpose" she had begun to finally after 250 years of silence, had stirred again, moving through and in the world at large. given that she finally was ready to get things of her own devise.. moving.

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• Durability:Beginner
  
• General Speed: Advanced
  
• Strength: Adept
  
• Weapon Skill: Advanced
  

• Shadow Affinity: Advanced
  
• Umbra Control: Beginner
  
• Dependencies: Beginner
  
• Sexual Amplifications: Beginner
  

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