Act One: Life And Death.
Name's Lyron Walker, I was born in Haiti, born sometime in August I think, I wouldn't know, It's been a while. My child-hood was quite-shitty to say the least. Was grown up in a small tribal hut for all my years I didn't know my father but I know he died in the seas of the Caribbean. Now back than, there wasn't these educational institutes we have in this modern day. Ahh-.. how I hated that island, all I had to do is grow some shitty crops and work as some farmer in the hot scorching sun. It was pretty miserable even by my standards. My life was pretty empty till I met that young woman, her name was Meraka. She was so beautiful-..-.. so-.. lovely-.. I can still remember how she looked like. I hadn't seen anyone more beautiful than her. Her beautiful hazel eyes-.. I saw her when she came with her father to the plantation, I even got to talk her for a bit. I felt a sense of love with her at first sight-.. hah, I know it sounds a bit cliche but the movies are true in a way. Than, after a few weeks my mother passed away, I decided to stop planting crops and find other ways to get a few coins here and there. I eventually met a witch doctor, that said he could help me out so I thought I'd give it a shot. I still remember he'd cover himself up in white-bandages and hide under extra-large clothing. It was odd but I didn't really question him. I knew that he took an interest on me, he said I had bright ideas and-.. perspective. He'd be the one to bandage up my cuts from the plantation most of the time. He'd-.. give me this strange feeling-.. hmm, If I knew what he was back than. I'd have start working for him the day I met him. He was a philosopher in sorts, always spoke about death and rebirth and random jazz about what happens when you descend to the underworld, wow I thought he was crazy. Meh', Baron was a incredible witch-doctor in my eyes.
Meraka would come by the witch-doctors, where I'd flirt and use my charm on her, It'd be tragic if she didn't fall for it but she did. She and I started having a relationship-.. we hid it from her parents so they wouldn't know about it-.. It soon came-.. her father found out about our relationship and condemned me to basically death-.. he told me to cut off this relationship with his daughter. I told him that I loved her with all my heart and that I won't ever leave her-.. he wouldn't listen. All he wanted was a husband that was rich enough for her-.. After a few weeks, I kept seeing her. I did not listen his warnings, I thought that nothing could ever happen to me-.. you know what they say "Ignorance is Bliss", If I only knew that before. It was late at night in my little hut, I was violently abducted and taken to the shore-.. all bloodied. There I was on the shore, as three men with wooden daggers looked at me with incredible hate. I'd ask them why-.. oh why-.. and they simply responded "You know why-..". I looked at them with a enraged facial expression as I clenched my fist, one took a step towards me and plunged the dagger into my chest, I-..screamed with all my might to no avail. As one by one each took a jab at me, I'd fallen bloodin' the waters next to the shore, I looked up at the moon and cursed my god-.. I thought it was it for me-.., there goes life I thought. I felt my essence failing and fading. I took one last glance up to the moon as I saw the witch-doctor, Baron looking down on me with with red eyes, I'd soon close my eyes, knowing my death was there and then-..
Act Two: Rebirth
I woke up-.. on the-.. a. bed-.. looking down on me again was Baron, I was amazed, rapidly getting up, feeling my body. I thought I was dead back there-... He told me "You are dead." I was-.. in shock and was utterly confused on what has happened to me this night. He-.. he explained my race-.. I thought I was dreaming of the sorts-.. but than I felt a true passion on getting my revenge on mereka's family. For the first time in forever i felt a true blood lust-.. It was relishing. The next few days-.. I went on a road of revenge-.. to take her back. I went over to her house, her father shocked to see me alive, quickly tried to push me back-.. I used my strength to keep bashing at his fucking face till he had a bloody-face... As his guards rushed towards me with their wooden spears, I broke them in a instant, taking care of them with my bloody fists, I rushed up to see where she was, I found her traumatized by my violent behavior and appearance. I told her to come with me and we can leave this island-.. but to no avail. She'd try to push me away and shouted at me to leave-.. "MONSTER! YOU'RE A MONSTER"" Ahh-.. I felt the sense of true betrayal at that point, I could feel my hands trembling and clenching I decided If I can't have her no one will, as I plunged my fangs into her neck-.. sucking her till the very end-.. where their wasn't /ANYTHING/ to suck on. I-.. felt my humanity loosing in me-.. I've killed an innocent person-.. my true lover-.. how has life fucked me there-.. hah.
Act Three: The Unknown.
I went back to tell my sire about the news, he was astonished and proud of my feats, he started teaching me the ways of Samedi, He taught me of his necromancy and his ways. He taught me many other lessons and taught me how to defend myself in a trivial way. I was taught to use a dagger, using other necromancy to conjure the dead and use them to defend me and the ways of obfuscate. It was incredible. I than realized-.. that I had not looked like myself-.. I-.. looked like a monster!, Baron looked at me with a serious facial expression and told me, "I told you, you are dead and you're one of us now.." I understood why-.. my lover didn't recognize me. Why they were so fucking scared of me-.. my sire had knew that I had no choice but to kill all of them! I-.. learnt that the true monster was only in me. I was a fictional character from a novel-.. a different breed of a vampire-.!. I was astonished and wondered what-.. I truly was. I was confused and saddened, left with a bitter taste of-.. not knowing what to do.
Me and Baron left Haiti after a few years and we decided to move to Mexico, It was the time period of the world wars-.. I would have joined if I hadn't looked like a vile creature-.. sad. I simply started working at the grave-yards as the bodies piled and piled of dead soliders. Death is simply a new beginning and we must all learn that over the years. there is no ending and there is no start, there is simply nothing truly nothing. It's what you-.. /I/ learned over the years. My sire would soon leave me to find my own path-.. my own role in society, I had started using necromancy and started using my physical abilities for mercenary work. It had me thrilled. It gave me a purpose and thrilled me. I'd use my powers to commit heists on nearby banks-.. and such. and became a criminal in my own light. I made sure that I never got caught.
I had covered my whole body in white bandages, I would wear a black trench coat, with a black fedora, I'd sling two revolvers on the side of my body. I had to make skin not visible due to the masquerade and the new rules. I'd have to make sure that I was undetectable. I had to gather a few more ghouls and I learnt how to use them to my full advantage. I kept learning about death and what the final-.. death is. I kept experimenting and studying till I became too tired to move my hands. I had read more books on death and rebirth than my kill count. It's a interesting subject in reality and we should do much more research-.. modern day doctors are too slow and do not understand the human body as much as I do. I've even studied at a few hosiptals and done some intern ships to observe and learn.
I've started moving across the world to learn on these new races and species. I have been experimenting for years and I have gathered much information over the years. I've moved to Red County to learn about the wolves-.. or garou.
My adventure awaits.