I was born into the oldest Vampiric pureblood family in existence, my name is Francis Aurthur Bloomwood. As a child I was accustomed to a certain level of comfort. I was taught from a very young age how to hunt, use my powers and abilities, and above all I was instilled with an extreme level of hatred for humans. I was taught to treat humans lower than dirt, use them only for food, and simply disregard them as 'respectable' beings.
From the day of my birth I was betrothed to my sister Nichole Sarah Bloomwood, but in London's late 1800s I met a fairy named Ricarda Lakshmi Emyr. At my first sight of her I fell in utter and deep love, the only person in my family who really understood is was ironically my sister. Who had a deep love Interest with a human man, but when my father found out I was shunned by everyone in my family save my mother and sister.
Around the 17th century I moved to England and met the Vampire (Now Demon once again) who would become my eternal mentor. (After hopping around the world for a while), I obviously adopted their culture. I really do enjoy their culture quite a bit. During the late 19th century I committed a string of murders under the name 'Jack the Ripper'.
After Jack was gone, I met a Fairy and fell in love. Her name is Ricarda, and she was the most beautiful thing I had ever laid my eyes upon, she initially distrusted me greatly. But over time, we developed a relationship and grew to love each other. She is kind and peaceful, but she can become violent when necessary. Several attempts have been made on her life by my family, all have been thwarted by me or her. She admonishes me feeding from Humans, and instead recommended that I start raiding hospital blood banks.
I prefer to lay low in the shadows and observe mankind in his futile struggling to survive, and I laugh and mock them. For I am immortal, and I watch everyone go by and whither into dust.
