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Here is her Character Bio:
I was born a child of an unwed mother who was cast out by her peers. She decided to leave me and join a group of gypsies. Raised by two caring, loving people. I was taught to mind my manners, to share if it was asked of me and to always be a young lady. During my teenage years as most do I met a few people who was friends, was told that they needed something of me, and asked if I would share with them. Being brought up as I was of course I shared. What little did I know was that my life and soul was on the line.
Under a full moonlit night, I met this friend by the name of Kyloni, He talked to of what was needed and desired. I had second thoughts but gave into his soothing voice. I quivered a bit in his arms as he sank his fangs into my neck. I was in such pain and yet so much pleasure the two mixed and I felt my heart sink and knew death was close at hand. I did not care, I welcomed it for some reason. I left my adopted parents with a note telling them of how happy and honored I was to be their child growing up. I needed to find my own way.
Within the next two months, I had joined a vampire clan and became one, learning all their is to know, or so I thought about being a vamp. Years went by, that seemed only to be days. Troubled time arose and I moved on from the comforts of my home. A few of my brethren moved along with and I joined them as well. I was happy, maybe more happy then I should have been. I was in charge of clubs, events, hunting, gatherings of new souls. Taken upon myself to gain such high standards which my parents taught me so many years ago. This new family seemed to be closer together and more honorable then the one I was with before. I stayed many of years in their comforts.
Tragedy hit yet again and the clan was split. Being torn from my heart to my soul. I stayed while one of the best men I’ve ever know left. Regret, remorse, and unhappiness all made me hide for such a long time. I stayed hidden for what seemed like centuries. Until one day. I came across the one man who made my heart flutter, and ache to be near, even if it was dance. I thought for a moment the late night dances in his arms. A sense of calmness over came me, and we talked for some time. I knew where my place was, where I was to be.
It took some time before it was able to happen. My master did not like the fact that my thoughts was on another man. For years, I took the abuse of a sub from him since he called it love and his way of showing me love. Maybe I was blinded, maybe I thought it was true and he did love me, or maybe I just thought all hopes of being near the one would never be, whatever it was I stayed for it. I finally had enough. I kicked my master out and sat out in search for something that I needed and longed for.
I searched out the one who made my vampire dreams come true. I found him, I joined in his clan, knowing I’d never be harmed again. I feel at home and peaceful and my family now. It took me centuries, learning, pain, anger, heartache to get where I am. I am now over 800 years old. I have seen changes in the world and my surroundings. I know more is to come in the future and welcome them with my family.
Who is the one you ask of me, well he is my King, My soul holder, and very much my best friend. Alonzo Ozsvar is his name. Bella Morte is my family and shall be until the end of time. I have embraced a wonderful, beautiful death. Along with my family, I know nothing can harm us. We stand strong and honorable, proud to be of the vampires we are today. Each one has and does hold a special place within me.
Thank you for wondering what my life has been like. I leave you with this saying...
Nothing good can ever come if you live in the past, make today the one you live for and don’t hold off in telling the ones you love so much how important they are to you. For us vampires, tomorrow will be there, for the mortals, your tomorrow may never come. Love as if it will be your last chance to love again.
BloodlustMylia Rajal
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