Corpse Maker has a minion!

Minion the Balrak

Corpse Maker
Legacy Name: Corpse Maker

The Bloodred Keeto
Owner: Azula

Age: 13 years, 8 months, 5 days

Born: October 18th, 2010

Adopted: 13 years, 8 months, 5 days ago

Adopted: October 18th, 2010


  • Level: 64
  • Strength: 163
  • Defense: 37
  • Speed: 17
  • Health: 20
  • HP: 20/20
  • Intelligence: 76
  • Books Read: 72
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Stylist

"Transylvania!" I said to my sister that night. She nodded, agreeing to the name.

We left Romania still very young. We lived as outcasts, but grew stronger just because of that. When I became old enough to start an adult life, I used the last of our family money to create a night club, entitled Transylvania. Risky, yes. But I knew what I was doing. By now the club has prospered beyond both my and my sister's dreams, and has already given us about six times the amount of money our parent's had left to us.

Corpse Maker is my - Christopher Oltean's - club name, but I have taken it as my only name for quite awhile. The only person who knows my birth name is my younger sister - Twisted Mind.

Being a nineteen year old and having a lot of money without supervision is dangerous, I'm well aware of it, especially when you're as headstrong as myself. Or so I have been told. I always get what I want, no matter what that'll cost me or cost others. There's your warning. I do, however, often get into trouble with the police. I earned my club name at one of those times, but there hasn't been one time where I couldn't bribe my way out. Our security system is a shame these days, really. My way of thinking revolves around the phrase "The End Justifies The Means", and I do apply that rule very often.

Being the owner of Transylvania, I get a lot of "visits" from female club members, and basically all the male members suck up to me. What? You can't blame a guy for taking advantage of the situation! I'm living the dream! But don't get me wrong, I'm far from perfect, but just a little. I recognize I'm selfish, arrogant and reckless at times, but I always think my plans through. Again, I don't think of anyone but myself. Sometimes I even forget about poor Twisted Mind! But people have been saying that I've been acting strange ever since the Smoker Girl started to go to the club. The wheels are already turning in my head to find a way to make her turn her attention to me. She's trying to escape, that little missy, all alone with her cigarette and lighter, but she can just wait and see.

Pet Treasure

Bloodred Pets

My Life as a Blood Drinker

Bloody Marshmallow

Toy Chibi Bloodred Potion

The Haunted Mansion

Bag of Blood

Pet Friends

Twisted Mind
My sister. She witnessed the rise of Transylvania!

Dying Soul

Smoker Girl. Her uninterested attitude caught my interest. That's not an easy thing to accomplish.