Biography
I have kept my true story behind me, sheltering it among the false histories of man and wolf alike, blending and aching together until I finally became remembered as the monster I wanted to become.
The knife felt so comforting then. I would run my finger across the blade, just to feel something cold.
But then, I was still human.
Her warm blood was bathing my mouth, baptizing it with her martyrdom. Oh, how I loved the she wolf. How beautiful was she as she fell from her grace and joined me in insanity.
But then, I was still canine.
One night, I wandered away from my parallel lives. On that night, under that fateful rusted moon, I met myself. I saw my own yellowed canines as the filthy monster seen by the people, I saw my snide smile detested by the beast. It was then that I fought myself.
But then, I was still dead.
I tore at my own throat, clawed at my own chest. How I hated and loved myself, to the point where I wanted the release of death but the suspense of life all at once.
But then, I was still alive.
I'd always liked the Moon. But it was then when she became my sole devotion. She granted me my only wish, at a price.
It was then that I became the Monster.
Breeding Info
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| Personality
I'd love to tell you about myself.
But I'm assuming you treasure your life, so it'll have to wait another day.
Preferences
My Moon is above all false materialistic things. I serve her and only her.
She is my queen and my kingdom, the string that keeps me hanging around.
I am her puppet, and frankly...
I don't mind.
Special Skills
Raja is known for his impressive time making it through hell.
28 years and still going strong.
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Spring 
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