Unlike other foxes that roamed the woods of Southern Ionia, my homeland. I had always felt a strange connection to the human world, a connection that felt so incomplete.
Deep inside, I felt the skin I had been born into was an ill fit for me and I dreamt one day of becoming a human. Since I originally was just a fox.
My goal seemed forever out of reach, until I happened upon the wake of a human battle.
It was a grisly scene, the land obscured by the forms of wounded and dying soldiers.
I felt drawn to one of them, a robed man encircled by a waning field of magic, his life quickly slipping away. I approached the man and something deep inside of me triggered, reaching out to the man in a way I couldn't understand.
His life essence poured into me, carried on invisible strings of magic. The sensation was intoxicating and overwhelming. As my reverie faded, I was delighted to discover that I had changed.
My sleek white fur had receded and my body was long and lithe, the shape of humans who lay scattered about me.
However, although I appeared human, I knew that in truth the transformation was incomplete. A cunning creature, I adapted myself to the customs of human society and I used my profound gift of beauty to attract unsuspecting men. I could consume their life essences when they were under spell of my seductive charms.
Feeding on their desires brought me closer to my dream, but as I took more lives, a strange sense of regret began to well within me. I had reservations about actions that never troubled me as a fox.
This is mainly her actual lore in the game, I just edited it a bit so yeah-
I realized that I could never overcomes the pangs of me evolving morality. But I soon accepted the fact that I would never be able to live a day as a human. I was half way there but I couldn't become a mortal.
A majority of my life was spent, mercilessly killing young men. "Why am I alive? What is there to live for? Do I even belong in the human world?"
All my life, I've always asked my self these questions over and over. I hated myself, for I only caused harm to the very creatures I adored so much.
So I stopped taking the lives of innocent men and I transferred to a high school, disguised as a normal human being.
That's when I met them, the Sakamaki and Mukami brothers. I never knew that another kind of immortals existed. As much as I hated to admit it, I was intrigued by them in every way possible and my life began getting brighter each and everyday.
When they first kidnapped me, I felt like I was going insane. What do such magnificent creatures like them, take interest in a burden such as me? But I realized that it was because of my blood.
I lie to myself everyday, manipulating myself into the 'perfect human' telling myself what the right choice is. In reality, I've been lying to myself, my whole entire life. Even today, I still use my cursed powers for my own selfish reasons. I don't even know what I truly am like. I've become a completely different person without knowing it,
But maybe I've figured out why I'm alive. To be a vampires blood bank and to live solely for their purposes. Would I ever tell any of them how I truly feel? Hell nah. But my 'unbreakable facade' is slowly melting apart and it's all caused by those 10 despicable boys. I fear that I am very close to falling in love with them all.
~~So I guess you could call this a filler. My actual chapter was deleted so I have to retype it again. For now, this is her backround and how she truly feels up till now. I'll update the chapter soon and happy late Christmas. I GOT A FUCKING CANDLE FROM MY MOM LIKE GODDAMN IT WHY?!?!?!?!?! Anyways enjoy your day and if your still reading this than I wanna let you know that your a fucking awesome penis and I wish you a happy Easter.~~
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