Hello. My name is[[Isaiah Ackart]]. It's a pleasure to meet you.
I was born in[[A small shed, in the 18th century. I lived in Romania for most of my up-bringing.]]. Welcome to my world.
On my next birthday I will be[[220]] and I still look great.
I am attracted to[[Females]]with no plans of changing.
My personality is [[Rough. I like to fight. I makes me feel empowered. I'm also very stoic, and I like to hide my emotions. I can possibly be kind, but that all depends on who you are.
I like to be in control, but I don't like to be a dictator. I work alone.
I don't consider myself a coward. I don't hide behind armies of men, although I could. ]]. Try not to mess with me.
I am a [[ second generation Lycan.]]. You won't like me when I'm angry.
My one true weakness is[[I can't stand emotional pain. Attack my heart, and I am at your feet.]]. Don't us it against me.
My story goes like this[[I was born as a human. Like most humans, I had parents to take care of me. We lived in Romania for the first ten years of my life then we moved to London. I learned an entirely new language there and it was strange. My parents liked London compared to Romania. It was better, it seemed even though there were revolts happening. We some how made it through there.
When I was 18, I was married to a beautiful female named Amelia. We had two children, both boys. We moved away from my parents to a new land called America.
Life was hard, but we survived. One dreadful night, though, a couple of rouge vampires slaughtered my family, leaving me alive to grovel at their feet as some sort of slave. They took me to a foreign land. There I was bitten and transformed into a Lycan. It was strange being what I was, but I learned to deal. When the Lycans revolted, we all followed Lucian to the death. Somehow, though, I broke apart from them and set out to destroy vampires myself. I hated them with such a passion. I killed several vampires and drank their blood. Their blood wasn't as good as humans--some I killed because they were so fresh and delicious--but I dealed. I turned a few humans into lycans because I needed help. They became loyal to me as we fought countless vampires.
I never found anyone I loved again. Centuries past. Now my clan and I live in the shadows of Europe, forever moving around. My fate has been sealed. I have the gift of immortality, although I wish I didn't. I know this must have happened for a reason. Revenge was the reason. I was to kill vampires until I happened to be killed. It is my destiny.]]. Now you know me.
Other strange attributes to me are[[ My sense of smell is better than my comrades.]]. That should be the end.
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