Graveyard Lasirus
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Name: Dymeun (DAY-mee-en) Lusifur (LOO-suh-fer)
Age: died at age 27
Height: 6’ 2â€
Weight: 185lb
Eye Color: Yellow
Hair Color/ Style: black/ messy
Skin Tone: pale
Body Type: in shape/ not overly buff
Orientation: Bisexual/Seme
Astrological Sign: Sagittarius
Zodiac: Snake
Song: I Will Not Bow by Breaking Benjamin
Favorite Quote:"What is the weakness of a man who cannot be coerced by pain?"
“Fuck!...How could she just up and leave.†Lusifur glowered into the darkness. The only thing that could be seen, of him, was the cherry of his cigarette. At 27 years old, he was not young but he sure as hell was not the old fart that damn women made him out to be. He took a long drag off the cigarette between his lips. The last of the ashes fell and the sour taste of the burning filter filled Lusifur’s mouth. With a curse, he tossed down what was left of the butt and ground it into the ground with the heel of his boot. The wind howled around him and the street light he was standing under flickered. At 6 foot 2 inches and only 185 pounds, the wind cut through him like a knife, he shivered, his numb figures fumbled with the pack of cigarettes in his pocket, it fell from his hands and, blown by the wind, it skidded out into the middle of the street. As Lu chased the pack into the street, cursing the whole way, the single streetlight flickered out and left him standing in the dark. Shaking his head and cursing he pulled another cigarette from the pack, placed it between his lips, and lit it. Lu turned to head back to the curb a car skidded around the corner, tiles squealing, music blaring, and headlights on high. The next thing he knew he was waking up in shadow glen with very poor depth perception. He vaguely remembered a strange conversation with a ghostly about his soul.
Lusifur directly links his death to the women who broke his heart a few hours before. Between life and a death a ghostly came to him and asked if he wanted revenge, on the people or murdered him and left his body to rot in the graveyard, Lu answered no. He did not want revenge on them; he wanted revenge on her, that woman who had indirectly taken his life.
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Now days Lusifur really doesn’t spend a whole lot of time on revenge, yea he’d still like to rip her heart out, crush it like an old cigarette butt, and then piss on it, but he spends more time looking for a way to ‘live’ again. He personally could care less but he wants to be with Hideki his one and only, Hideki swears he doesn’t care about Lucy’s undead state but Lu would rather be able to keep Hide warm instead on having a blanket in between his cold flesh and Hide’s warm skin.
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