SerasKorhadril
From Unofficial Handbook of the Virtue Universe
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| Seras Korhadril | |
| Player: @Darkest Reaper | |
| Origin: | Natural |
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| Archetype: | Brute |
| Threat Level: | Confidential |
| Personal Data | |
| Real Name: | Seras Korhadril |
| Known Aliases: | The Bunny Demon |
| Species: | Vampire |
| Age: | Seems to be 35 |
| Height: | Unknown |
| Weight: | 210 |
| Eye Color: | Pure White |
| Hair Color: | Black |
| Biographical Data | |
| Nationality: | Italian |
| Occupation: | Co-Owner of Sanctum Nocturnis |
| Place of Birth: | Italy |
| Base of Operations: | Sanctum Nocturnis |
| Marital Status: | Single |
| Known Relatives: | Xaesha, Ariana |
| Known Powers | |
| Fire, Energy | |
| Known Abilities | |
| Charming | |
| Equipment | |
| Italian suit | |
| Sharp Teeth | |
WiP!!
Contents |
Background
The Beginning
Born to a very strong and tight-knit family, Seras and his sisters were used to living together and protecting eachother. Seras was always tall and broad, a well-built athelete one might say. He had joined the various sports teams in his secondary school in Italy, very good at soccor and excelling in boxing. However, one fateful night would change that lifestyle. His sister had gone out with her date and stayed later than usual. The Korhadril family had simply assumed that she would either be staying the night or sneak in. She rarely got into big trouble for her actions due to maintaining grades and staying out of trouble elsewhere. Oddly enough, it was a full moon that night, and as the moon crested in the black, star-studded sky, Seras' window opened. In came his sister with a feral look on her face and rather brash movements. She lay ontop of him and drew her newly acquired fangs, piercing his throat with the canines. With blood taken into her lips, she moved to kiss him and fed him his own crimson life-force. He didn't struggle due to being so shocked at the behaviours, simply scared for his and his sister's lives. That night, he became a vampire. His talents grew tenfold and he quickly quit the athletics of his school, wanting to keep his blood secret just that. For years, he and his sisters had kept their secrets by doing their minimal effort until they boarded a freight-ship heading to the United States. They landed in the Rogue Isles, a place that easily concealed their problems by finding themselves where there were many who shared the same bloodline.
The Middle
For years, Seras had found himself to be the same age, his body at a constant apex of physical condition. He didn't expect the speed and strength that his blood had given him to last, much less become part of who he was. He had become suave, charming, stubborn, and rather mysterious. He and his sister had joined a group of vampires, his other sister, Ariana, having taken a different route, and became popular through out the Isles. He became a strong leader of his own smaller group, a sect of his clan, and his power grew. As he fed more and more, attracting many beautiful women and seducing, bagging, and biting them, his powers grew beyond the average vampire. His body grew hot and his blood boiled; his body burst forth with flames. It seemed that one of the women he had been with was a fire spirit, of sorts, and her control fused with his own, giving him the ability to not only create, but withstand fires of any sort, including the sun. The warmth also created a vibration in the blood in his veins, creating an energetic, magnetic field around him that, while not affecting metals, affected minds. People who wanted to harm him could only do so much, people who wanted to love him found themselves desperately attracted. The odd aura and warmth brought about more people, people who couldn't help but assist Seras along his goals, pulling his sister along as well. They found themselves the proud owner of a small bar; Seras whored himself out for cash while his sister, Xaesha, renovated and made the place extrodinary. The club was sold after years of ownership and the Korhadrils had moved up, owning a corporation of sorts; they found themselves partners with many other companies who were in the social and personal business. Clubs, brothels, bars, strip-joints. Those were the common places yet they were filled with people of power.
The Now
As the groups became stronger, larger, and more powerful, Seras found himself no longer needing to whore himself out; yet he couldn't help but enjoy a good time. He found his eyes attracted to the various attendants and was given the job of a dancer and co-owner of the Korhadrils new private club. He found himself to be more of a tie between all of the groups, blending into each of the coalitioned companies and holding them together slightly. His powers, granted by the odd Fire Spirit, had grown to the point that he could involve them in his everyday actions, drawing the eyes of Arachnos and Longbow, making him something of a valued person to keep under surveilence. He is occasionally seen in the news and papers and various commercials, keeping his business going and being accused of possible ties with Italian mafia. His recent stint in attatching to the Yakuza didn't exactly help.
Vampire or Incubus?
The Mosquito Side
Having been a vampire for many years, he had become able to control himself and rarely found himself in any kind of blood-rage. His eyes had become white as alabastor due to a long period where he had kept himself from feeding. While he does require blood to stay alive, he simply becomes weak and nearly powerless when not feeding. During blood-rages, Seras will often black-out, forgetting himself as he thrashes about in search of nourishment. His strength, during these rages, increase amazingly, but his logical thinking is very very skewed.
Incubus And Not The Band
As Seras whored himself out, he had come across an odd woman, with small bat wings. She had eyes for him and he took her. After a night of hot, sweaty, lust-filled sex, Seras had gotten up and left without so much as a note, as if it was a one-night stand. This daemon woman, who ended up being a succubus, had awoken soon after he had left and was furious with his actions. She found a strand of the vampires hair in her bed and proceeded to curse Seras. The voodoo-ish ceremony took time to complete, and even longer to have any effects on him, but when it finally struck, it struck hard. His libido was no longer just something he could deal with, but it had became absolutely insatiable; he would find himself staring and nearly drooling and having to hide an erection around most women. These sensations and urges come and go, at the best or worst of times. After two years of dealing with the problem, he has become something of an expert unless around succubi, still fairly weak to their glamours.
Powers
FIRE!
Due to not having the powers for too long, his control over the fire is quite small. He seems to currently only be able to wrap his fists in it, create a blazing, small sword, and focus the fire about him, increasing the temperature. He doesn't seem to be training it very much, and it shows.
Energy
Again, without much practice, this attracting and repelling force seems fairly weak physically, yet the mental force seems quite strong to those suceptable to it. It apparently reaches into the brain through the vibrations and harmless radiation, creating the odd sensation of lust and intrigue. However, this radiating energy is very rarely used and easily sensed by those who can hear very well, making it mostly useless for now.
Acquaintences, Friends, Foes, and Strangers as Well as Their Comments
((In this space, feel free to talk about/to/with others and Seras! It can be OOC (shown by the parenthises) or IC, just leave your name after your message, please.))
"Seras is a wonderful and kind man. I would hope that he finds true happiness, wherever it resides for him." - Eternal Odyssey
(( The Raven Spirit - "Ave": quickly took to the mysterious man in the corner of the bar, befriending him almost immediately. Their witty banter back and forth makes for an amusing time, and they understand one another more than most. ))
