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Godfrey
Legacy Name: Godfrey.

The

Bloodred Torrey
Owner:

NamelessGhoul

Age: 7 years, 3 months, 4 weeks

Born: January 11th, 2017

Adopted: 7 years, 3 months, 4 weeks ago

Adopted: January 11th, 2017

Statistics

Level: 5
Strength: 10
Defense: 10
Speed: 10
Health: 10
HP: 10/10
Intelligence: 25
Books Read: 25
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Part-Time Test Subject

Roman was a miracle; a squalling demon born in a sack of flesh that saved him from death at the hands of his own mother. A sibling to an unknown amount of deaths, smothered in their cribs or shattered by the hands around their necks. He was the son of a beast, a woman who had the maternal instincts of a snake.

Roman was a child. A boy of only seventeen who had what he thought was a normal life ahead of him, albeit one surrounded with the riches and luxuries only he of his class knew. A child with family but no true friends. A child who had the unnatural ability of persuasion. He met a boy who stole his heart and his future. He learned of the things that lurked in the dark and the wolves that hid in human skin.

Roman was an emperor. A ruler destined to sit in his literal ivory tower and rule the subjects of industry and become a man of greatness. It was what he was bred for; what he was groomed for. To leave behind the realm of men and become eternal.

Roman was a man months before his eighteenth birthday. He faced death, destroyed his enemies, lost the boy who'd stolen his heart, his sister, and his cousin in a torrent of blood. Suddenly forced to grow up far before it was truly needed.

Roman was a father, in an unwitting ploy by his own mother. Blood of his blood; the child was his, and his cousin's, who in reality was his sister. Meant to be a sacrifice so he was led to believe. He was still a child when he took his own life. He was a monster when he returned.

Roman was a monster. An unholy beast that hungered so badly for the blood and carnage of others it slowly drove him crazy. A hunger so great that nothing could sate it, causing a pain different from that of starvation. It was agony. He pushed away everyone, even the boy who had stolen his heart. He met a woman who attempted to tame him, to take the heart that had already been claimed. She was kind but he was never truly hers to keep. She brought the boy back to him, and they reconciled between the sheets.

Roman was a broken man. He'd lost his daughter, he'd lost the girl. All that remained was the boy who stole his heart, and then the woman who stole it from him. A distraction from his agony. A kind and gentle serpent that slithered slowly into his life and dragged poison into it without meaning to. He loved her, like a man loves a woman; his sister. But he proved to be too much for her. Inside he was much darker than her, even if they were one in the same in more ways that one normally would be. They parted ways with hatred, and it set in motion a series of events that would end him.

Roman was a father again, not before the events that lead him to murdering someone close to the boy who stole his heart. His life was normal as it could be. With the boy who stole his heart, and the child born of such terrible circumstances. It was a happiness that lasted only briefly. It ended with blood on his hands and in his mouth, from the boy who stole his heart; he had ended his life.

Roman was a child, in the scope of things. Barely twenty by the time he met the jaws of the boy who had stolen his heart. From the kind serpent who spread poison slowly into their lives. Roman was only trying to do the right thing; to protect those that he loved and find his daughter in his arms again.

Roman was a child, when he met the ground and shattered his spine, saying goodbye to the world he could have had. The future and what it held for him. But without the boy he'd grown so close to, his future was meaningless. The boy was no longer his; was no longer even himself, and so he begged for death.

And the boy who stole his heart
Stole it one
Last
Time.