With no friends and no family nearby, I stepped out into Rhytham a lost and cautious soul. I wandered from tavern to tavern as if searching for something. A few welcome hands were extended, but mostly challengers and idiots were all that approached me. Eventually, I found a few souls who took me in and taught me some things, not all. What knowledge and precautions I have of creatures in Rhytham came from hard-hearted experience. So much time passed and I left them to persue my own destiny. In addition to my longing for a life of my own, their bickering and sleeping around caused great stress on my part. After this separation, I found my sister Ephiny and after this, we traveled together. The one true person I trusted - for now.

                     

What I found outside of the circle of friends I left was no better. Sweet-talking males, sluts, and just filth. I fought conformation to these observations by making a place for myself on the outskirts of Rhytham making occassional trips to town in hopes of finding others to consort with. As the months passed, I made many friends. Most of which were males seeing as how the females were either whoring around or were just total cunts. Then I found myself a rather mysterious fellow. He always wore a cloak which covered everything except his eyes and lips. He also went by the name of Dark.

                     

He made advances towards me in such large quantities, I made "no" an everyday vocabulary word, but what struck me was that he never gave up. This lasted for about a month or so. After a while, he became more like a comfortable friend. Then, as the story always goes, I began to develop deeper feelings for him and when he propsed his last advance to have me as his girlfriend, I accepted and I must say, he was never the same after that. His cloak came off and his beautiful Spanish features were visible and how gentle a soul he was. Little did I know he was a heartache waiting to be, but not doomed to be one forever as I later found out.

                     

A few weeks had gone by and we were very happy. I was in my first relationship ever and it seemed so perfect to have him as the first one to share it with. During our relationship together, I shared many of my firsts with him, even though I had no idea what would happen after this, I have never and will never regret it. One night, I had been roaming around the taverns searching for him and find him I did. Kissing on another woman no less. Angered and heartbroken, I drug him out of the tavern just to tell him it was over. I left him then and never cared to see him for a while. Perhaps it was the vulnerability of what just happened or maybe just for spite, but a few days later I found an old friend, Neo, from the earlier circle of friends I had and we ended up sharing a very short romance which ended in infidelity on his part, go figure. Sensing a pattern emerging, I steered clear of relationships for a good while. Finding amusing satisfaction in toying with the heart strings of others as was done to me.

                     

I took a much-needed vacation from the realms and traveled back to the Southern Jungles to be around my homeland. It helped my spirit and my body become more whole and pure. I cursed Father's name for making me this thing that I was and subjecting my life to the pain in which Rhytham brought, but I soon got over it and traveled back to Rhytham where yet more adventures with my heart were awaiting. Meeting up with a long-time friend of mine named Jude, we spent more time together than before and then began a relationship of our own. This one lasted much longer than my others and it was fun. We both brought out the child in each other. Ink gun fights, truth or dare, hide-n-go seek, and who can forget our favorite inanimate friend Roy the Lifesaver. The relationship began to get more serious, but I couldn't get over my insecurities from my past bad experiences so we separated. On bad terms? I have no clue, but I hope there are no hard feelings as of today.

                     

The complications that I didn't want my life to have seemed to happen by my own choice. In between the relationship I had with Jude and the other friend, I would find myself with Dark once again. He was always there it seemed. As if he knew when I would get hurt and would make it a point to be the first shoulder for me to cry on. I was convinced he was my friend. A great friend. But what I asked myself was, "Could I trust him once more and forgive him his past mistakes?" By the time I realized I could, it was too late. He was a special species in Rhytham who had a limited life span and his time had run out. He died, so to speak, and when he did, I died inside. My good judgement as well as my spirit was put into the farthest recesses of my mind and body. I fell prey to the pressure of my old friends and returned to Neo. How strong I wish I had been then.

                     

Even though Dark had been much of a demon while in Rhytham, he still went to heaven and was transformed into an angel. Not liking his current name, the Arch Angel Michael gave him a new name, Kain Demonte. As was told to me, he returned to Rhytham quickly and began a search for me. I had been sitting on a bench out in the snow one afternoon when he did. My heart dropped when I saw him. How cruel a joke it would have been if my eyes were deceiving me, but they were not. He was real and just as beautiful and gentle as I remembered. I finally got to hold him that day like I had been longing to since he died, and I never did let go. The happy moment was soon cut short as I remembered the current relationship I was in. I told him about it and his face saddened greatly, but he understood that he was gone quite a bit of time, but I couldn't help but want to be with him. I knew what had to be done.

                     

I returned to Neo that evening and had every intention of telling him what had happened, even though his quick temper wouldn't bestow the best of words upon myself, I did not care. To my surprise, we ended up arguing over something totally different and separated. Although it wasn't the best time to have such a mood, I was happy. I didn't feel bad about leaving him for Kain, even though some would argue it was just payback for earlier in my past, and I could be with Kain, or so I thought. Many months would pass and I would find that because of my bloodline, I was undergoing mental changes. My mind split into two conflicting sides. He feared this and wanted nothing to do with me any longer. I accepted and granted him this wish. I hope he finds what he can accept for it's a cold world out there thanks to people like me. Ask us if we care.

                     

After so many things happening, I ran to my sister for comfort. She had greeted me with surprising news when she said she had ran into Jude while out in Rhytham. She also told me she had sent him to my mansion for he asked to see me. Through everything, I finally smiled hearing that. I had not sent him away before with harmful intentions. I had to fix myself and the problems I had first. I was happy for the most part because it seemed he didn't begrudge me for it. I left her tavern with a heartful of hope and went home to rest on my couch with a book while I awaited his arival. Finally a knock at the door and he stepped in soaking wet from the rain. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it about him. Then... we talked.

                     

It was a wonderful night. We ended up having one of our infamous food fights with my personal favorite - chocolate ice cream. With us having been together before, I felt totally comfortable running a warm bath and having him join me. It was then I realized that I still had all those feelings for him. It hit me so suddenly that I had a very dramatic mood change. After grilling me for answers, I finally told him what was wrong and he smiled. He had felt the same way. He still loved me. Since then, we've been inseperable. We are now married and bear wedding rings with both our clan symbols on the bands. I do believe, now, my search for a soul mate has ended.

                     

Sometimes, all good things must come to end. My marriage to Jude did. He was captured by an asylum operated by rival vampires. I attempted to free him, but it was a futile attempt. I now travel the world alone in search of something to make my immortality worth suffering through. After all, there's nothing more pathetic than a vampire who doesn't know what to do with their immortaility.

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