((To the person who made Alexander possible, through his past being a whole other rp, Thankyou so much! ❤️❤️ You have no idea how dearly I hold him close to my heart. 💕 ))
Him when he was a child:
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Nickname: Alexander. You don't get comfortable around him. If you really must, Xander. But he despises forms of endearment.
Age: 1250, looks 22. Two hundred years of his life was spent in a coffin. DOB: 15th of February F/C: Fabian Gray Sexuality: Questionable. I, myself, think he is straight, however I am unsure. No one has gotten through to him being able to like him... that does mean, the third oldest person walking the planet, is a virgin.
Species: One if the original vampires. Also one of the royal vampires in the world. (The royal vampires including just his family.) He also, originally was a witch. However lost his powers when he turned.
Likes: Being in control, saving others, being relied upon, people listening to him, people not betraying him, being alone. He likes the solitude of the forest, finding it a safe haven. He likes scaring people. He likes blood and alcohol. Deep down he likes his family
Dislikes: People betraying him. (He has severe trust issues), people telling him what to do, people insulting him. He hates his family. Also those who think they are better then him.
Phobias: Autophobia only by those he holds close, he also has Pistanthrophobia, the last one especially. Not a good combination.
Background: Betrayal. Darkness. Nothing good. I strongly suggest if you want a nice, happy background filled with rainbows and sunshine *Looking at you Ariella,* then look elsewhere. All you need to know is he is from the most powerful families among Vampires. He is extremely deadly and nearly impossible to kill.
Your still here? Okay. Here it is:
He was sweet. He was cute. A person anyone could love. Someone people would call, "adorable," "a sweetheart." He was a mummy's boy. Always telling her everything from his crushes to his troubles. She would always wipe the blood away from his mouth with that sweet caring look of hers. Again. You are welcome to turn back. That was the only sunshine in his whole life. His mother stabbed him and his five siblings. She plunged the daggers right into their hearts, leaving them there to rest in coffins for the rest of their lives.
Years later, they got out. Their mother to this day is still after their blood. To kill them once and for all. His siblings took the betrayal better than him. He was a changed man. No longer was he a little naïve boy. He didn't open his heart up to anyone. Not letting them in, in fear of them betraying him. The only people he cared for was his family. A family he would do anything for. True, like any family, they fought. However, unlike each family, their views of Alexander were being made very clear. They didn't let him make any of the important decisions, despite being the second oldest. They did not trust him. Multiple times, they themselves, betrayed him. Betrayed his trust. Pushing him aside like a broken towel. The fights between him and other family members became more physical. Bruises exchanged, broken bones. Meanwhile, he tried letting a few in. Yet each time he was betrayed. Witches, friends and the like. Those he thought he could trust.
