Fathle____________________
"
The red-haired man could only remember the
sharp scent of evergreen that was frosted with the
feathery touch of winter snow. Every time his mind
seemed to capture these fragile, broken memories, they
would fade in his grasp like fog in the first morning
light."
: Unknown
Mansicle Flavor: Pomegranate
Race: Ancient
Age: Unknown
Sex: Male
Height: 6'7"
Body Type: Lean and muscular
Brief Physical Description: Dark red hair, red eyes, and pale skin. The hue of Fathle's irises tend to change depending on his mood. On his back are two, long, thick scars that run parallel down his back. There is another scar in the shape of a "K" that covers his heart.
Personality: Moody and relatively quiet. Cynical and sarcastic. Charming and seductive. Ruthlessly violent and unerringly loyal.
Background: One horrible event decided the course of his immortal life. From this one instance, the Ancient acquired his hatred of humans and a bitter sense of loneliness, betrayal, and pain. Fathe did not have the grace to forgive, and he let his desire for hate and revenge poison his mind until he truly metamorphosed into a monster.
However, the kind of blind rage that the Ancient had fostered within himself did not go without a price and Fathle almost paid it with his life. Now, humbled by the extent of his own monstrosity, he was able to break away from his self-destructive and blood-drenched lifestyle. However, as they say, it is hard to break old habits...
Soundtrack:
__A Perfect Circle ||
Counting Bodies like Sheep to the Rhythm of War Drums__Brand New ||
Jesus Christ__Inhale/Exhale ||
A Call to the Faithful
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