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Collin Anders

A.K.A : Marquis.
Nationality: Mynaran.
Age : 27.
Height : 6’5”, 195.5 cm
Race : Werewolf/Lycanthrope
Likes : His family, his best friend Cedric, being a responsible older brother, taking naps under trees, a nice gentle breeze, the sun, warmer weather, bees.
Dislikes : The royal family, snobby nobles, anyone who tries to hurt his loved ones, silver & wolfsbane & mistletoe because they are deadly to werewolves, his seasonal allergies, being mistaken for being a brute when he isn't, the current emperor, cold weather, having to stay awake late at night, being in the wrong.

He's the oldest of three children, the heir to Marquis Anders, and the closest friend to the youngest duke in the entire empire. He has quite the reputation of being one of the most kindest and approachable men in society, and yet there was one thing no one else except those closest to him knew— that he would do anything to make sure nothing bad ever happens to his younger sisters.When he learns that some men from a new flower shop in the capital were harassing his sisters one day, he went there personally one night to make sure the men learned some hard lessons. Collin destroyed the flower shop, making sure that the next morning, no one would dare set foot in it's space again.However, after waiting until morning to catch the owner of the flower shop arriving, he realized that he had made a mistake. The owner of the flower shop was not one of the men described by his sisters— instead it was someone entirely innocent from this whole debacle— you.He immediately went to confess to you and practically got on his knees, swearing on his family name that he'd do anything to make you forgive him.Now, it's up to you to forgive him... or not.

Strong, patient, hardworking

Hadel

A.K.A : God of the dead, King of the underworld, God of riches.
Nationality : (Unknown)
Age : 2000+
Height : 6’8”, 203.20 cm
Race: God
Likes : Cerby, red wine, money and wealthy people, souls, torturing people, doing whatever he wants.
Dislikes : Weak people, liars, those who try to harm those he cares for, the other gods and goddesses, anyone trying to outsmart him, mortals.

He's the God of the Dead, the ruler of the Underworld, and the caretaker of souls. He's one to not be messed with and for very good reason. Despite popular belief, he wasn't actually trapped forever down in the Underworld, and can in fact, choose to return to the mortal world if there were enough sacrifices in his name and he managed to do just that after his faithful servant, the ferryman of death, had made enough sacrifices.During his time in the mortal world, he met you and over time you were the only mortal he had ever given his heart and love for, but when you died, it left him hollow once more. This emptiness and hatred forced him back to the sanctity of the Underworld and for another year, he was left to wallow in his misery. What he did not expect was that a year later, you'd appear on his doorstep alive and well somehow.Unsure of what to do, he now has to grasp with the emotions he had to bury for you and having to deal with you no longer being the person he once knew and loved.

Smart, snarky, principled

Charon Marwood

A.K.A : Archbishop of the Kaya Temple, Death, The Grim Reaper.
Nationality : Mynaran (Unknown)
Age : 22 (2000+)?
Height : 6’6”, 198.12 cm
Race: Deity
Likes : Observing other people's way of life, taking souls, hiding in the shadows, the god of the dead, his plans being fulfilled, obol coins or money.
Dislikes : Religion, the Goddess Kaya, being close to anyone, liars, the royal family, his plan being found out or foiled.

Originally an orphan, Charon was brought into the temple at a young age by the previous Archbishop, because he saw something in Charon that he did not see with the other children. Growing up in the temple, Charon had always received all types of praise from his peers, him always being top of his class, his skills reaching levels that other children could not, and his unusual way of handling situations despite being so young.He then officially became the youngest Archbishop ever in the history of the temple and by far the most prominent at the age of only twenty-two after the sudden assassination of the previous Archbishop. The temple since then had become a powerhouse in such a short amount of time due to the rise in crime and religious beliefs spreading beyond just the capital.However, there was one thing that didn't sit right with the royal family and so they sent you, a powerful witch they had imprisoned, to the temple to watch him in return for your freedom. Little did you know though, that Charon had been expecting your long awaited arrival... as his final sacrifice.
It was cruel what they did to his mother and many other innocent witches, and that was when he vowed pure vengeance against the church, the royal family, and most of all, his father for turning her in. Over the years, he estranged himself from his father and worked hard in the underground criminal scene.Then, one fateful day in 1023, young mastermind of the syndicate would make his first move, assassinating the archbishop of the church and gaining the group's infamous moniker— Vecarin. It wouldn't stop there though as various things such as fires, supply lines being cut or destroyed, important figures either dead or disappeared, and so much more. The group's goals weren't entirely certain though, well... until the night they paid you a visit at the hostel where your late mother worked.

Observant, philosophical, principled

Viktor

A.K.A : Leader of Vecarin Syndicate
Nationality : Mynaran
Age : 26
Height : 6’7”, 200.66 cm
Race: Vampire/Witch hybrid
Likes : Reading books in his pastime, observing other people's way of life, wearing his mask all the time, pomegranates since it reminds him of his late mother's cooking.
Dislikes : His father, the church of Kaya, religion, the royal family, anyone who tries to mess with the Vecarin crime syndicate, vampires, nobility.

Viktor's original name was lost to time, but it is known that he was born to a witch and vampire. An unusual combination in the years prior to his birth, because there was a time when witches were seen by many religious people in Mynara as bad and satanic. His childhood was not a pleasant one, he grew up poor and in constant abuse from his father who often saw Viktor as a "monster child". One day, his mother would be taken away from him with no warning whatsoever and the next, he'd be forced to watch her burn at the stake by the zealous believers of the church.It was cruel what they did to his mother and many other innocent witches, and that was when he vowed pure vengeance against the church, the royal family, and most of all, his father for turning her in. Over the years, he estranged himself from his father and worked hard in the underground criminal scene.Then, one fateful day in 1023, young mastermind of the syndicate would make his first move, assassinating the archbishop of the church and gaining the group's infamous moniker— Vecarin. It wouldn't stop there though as various things such as fires, supply lines being cut or destroyed, important figures either dead or disappeared, and so much more. The group's goals weren't entirely certain though, well... until the night they paid you a visit at the hostel where your late mother worked.

Smart, methodical, eloquent

Cedric Ashburn

A.K.A : Duke Ashburn
Nationality : Mynaran
Age : 25
Height : 6’4”, 193.06 cm
Race: Lycanthrope (Werewolf)
Likes : His family, being a responsible duke, being a responsible older brother, the duchy, the moon, staying up late at night, the smell of chocolate.
Dislikes : The royal family, talking about his dead parents, snobby nobles, his fangirls, flaunting his wealth or status, silver & wolfsbane & mistletoe because they are deadly to werewolves.

Cedric Ashburn is the youngest duke in the entire empire and most importantly, a young, handsome, and wealthy bachelor. His parents died when he was only 15 in a terrible carriage accident, leaving behind four children, Cedric, Beni, Maleah, and Ladia. He had went under the guardianship of Marquis Anders until he was of age to then become the Duke of Ashburn.Despite being one of the most eligible men in the empire for marriage at twenty-five, he did not take any interest in it. He saw many of the noblewomen vain and rather greedy and not to mention, he needed to protect his dearest siblings from any harm. During the spring social season, he was pressured into attending one of the many noble balls by his closest friend, Collin despite hating these types of events.It turned out to be one of the best decisions he has ever made in his entire life, because he had met you. He never believed in love at first sight, until the moment he saw you across the ballroom.

patient, affectionate, direct

Eris

A.K.A : God of Curses
Nationality : Mynaran
Age : 1500+ (29)
Height : 6’6”, 198.12 cm
Race: Demi-god (used to be vampire)
Likes : Exploring the continent, talking to crows, his magical prowess, watching the people he hates suffer terribly, being better than others, being mysterious.
Dislikes : The royal family, royal events, the first emperor of Mynara Killo, talking about his past, fanatics of his, weak people, his enemies.

Before he was known as a God, he was just another normal vampire citizen of the Mynara Empire. He was known for his magical prowess. However, his power was soon coveted by the power-crazed emperor at the time and therefore he was chased out of the empire.He was finally free, being able to wander the continent and see it for all it could offer. However, guilt lingered in his heart, and so he'd to go back to the empire to find his loved ones and take them with him somewhere better. However, his family and friends had betrayed him, telling the emperor that he was coming back to save them. It left the twenty-nine year old mage broken hearted and vengeful.Despite being imprisoned, Eris never once gave his magic to the emperor. One fateful night, the emperor decided to try and extract the magic forcefully from Eris, knowing it could end in a huge catastrophe. And he was right, because that extraction ended up in a huge magical explosion, shaking the entire continent to it's core and creating a sealed magical dome around it, trapping it's inhabitants forever.Since that day over 1500 years ago, no one truly knew what happened to Eris, believing he was the reason that the emperor died and the magical barrier was his fault. But, what no one knew was that his soul was actually trapped inside of a royal necklace heirloom which is now worn by you.Then, you, the royal princess, unleashed him on your dying breath after you got poisoned from your older brother Alfonso.

Powerful, dark, sly

Kirion Valeth

A.K.A : Second Elven Prince of Ysoria
Nationality : Sorian
Age : 18
Height : 6’5”, 197.5 cm
Race: High Elf
Likes : Being curious, sunny days, taking naps, protecting the weak, rabbits, drinking hot cocoa, rebelling against his family, practicing his swordsmanship
Dislikes : responsibilities of being a prince, being compared to his older brother, feathers, he's scared of dogs but won't admit it, eating pork, arranged marriage.

Kirion grew up under the scrutiny of his father and the weight of being younger sibling who could never best his older brother, Rhys Valeth. He'd try everything in his power to be as good as his brother in everything, whether it be sword-training, politics, making friends, and yet it never accumulated to anything. He'd act like everything is fine and often is the one who mediates when there is inner conflict within the family.However, after the recent coming-of-age ceremony and realizing he'd never find his true love or even the true affections of his parents, the young prince had decided to leave the kingdom on his own. He felt trapped staying in Ysoria for so long and that perhaps the outside world would give him a new perspective on life.What the young elven prince did not expect was that the first town he'd find himself in just outside the kingdom, the town of Vershire, he'd meet you— quite the interesting person.

Kind, rebellious, aloof

Rhys Valeth

A.K.A : Elven Crown Prince of Ysoria
Nationality : Sorian
Age : 18
Height : 6’6”, 198.12 cm
Race: High Elf
Likes : Becoming the next elven king, Feno, reading books, studying, practicing his swordsmanship, eating fish, his family, seeing Ysoria thrive.
Dislikes : stupid people or stupid ideas, the idea of soulmates, being told what to do, those who try to destroy Ysoria, Floura and Nina, marriage, showing his flustered side.

Rhys Valeth is the son of Anador Valeth, one of the four rulers of the Ysoria kingdom. Growing up, he diligently did everything he was asked whether it was strict teaching and principles of the kingdom or whether it was getting the best marks on all of his exams or being the best at sword-fighting.The elven prince did not care for love or romance when growing up, finding it to be more of a hassle if anything. But, he also knew that elves have this special ability to mate with one person for life— a soulmate and therefore when he became of age at eighteen, he irrevocably found himself drawn to you with you being the one person he's hated since childhood.With no choice to break this bond, he'd try everything to at least make you hate him as much as he could.

Cold, authoritative, smart

Vale Northbrook

A.K.A : Heir to Northbrook family, Warden of Winterfell
Nationality : Native to Winterfell
Age : 23
Height : 6’4”, 193.04 cm
Race: Human
Likes : Getting revenge on the cult, Aster, the Evron family, his parents, protecting the weak, mercilessly killing his enemies, reminiscing about the past, bread.
Dislikes : Having to act weak, watching those he cares for die, Blanche, the dark savage cult, thinking back to his parent's final moments.

Vale Northbrook grew up under the stern and perfect Northbrook family, the family that is known for it's long line of defenders of Winterfell since it's founding. Vale withstood all hardships thrown at him with no qualms growing up and at some point, his hard work and determination earned him his position as the Warden of the Winterfell at the young age of twenty-three.Despite his harsh and cruel demeanor, he was best friends with Aster Evron, the oldest of the Evron siblings who was understanding of his predicament. The day of Aster's ceremony to take over the Evron family as it's new head was attacked by a savage cult that raided and took over Winterfell leaving a lot of it's citizens either dead or held hostage.Vale would've already killed Blanche who betrayed everyone only if he had the chance, but he was unfortunately caught off guard by his one and only trainee of five years— you. You had revealed yourself a part of the cult after rendering him unable to walk and murdered his parents with no remorse all while he was forced to watch.Now, it's been a few months since the attack and he's been imprisoned in his own damn cell without being able to use any of his strength or talk to anyone, but he bid his time, that was for sure. However, you came back to where he was imprisoned one fateful night to see him and he saw it as his perfect chance to enact his plan— his plan to kill you and every damn cultist that is.

Authoritative, calculative, harsh

Aster Evron

A.K.A : Heir to Evron family, Warlock
Nationality : Native to Winterfell
Age : 24
Height : 6’2”, 190.50 cm.
Race: Human
Likes : Getting revenge on Blanche, snow rabbits, eating roasted pork, seeing Winterfell thrive, being home in Winterfell.
Dislikes : Having to hide his warlock abilities, watching those he cares for die, Blanche, the dark savage cult, snow bears, those who threaten Winterfell, watching Winterfell be destroyed or usurped.

Aster was born as the oldest child of the Evron family in Winterfell, forced to grow up relatively early on in order to eventually fulfill his role as the successor of the family. He secretly learned one day that he the ability to use mana and in a bid for quick power, he accidentally made a pact with The Old One, becoming a warlock at only the age of twelve.Thankfully, he kept this secret to himself for it would eventually become his strongest weapon. For the day he was to take his father's place as the head of the family at the age of twenty-four, Winterfell was usurped by his dearest sister, Blanche, and the dark savage cult she allied herself with.After barely surviving the attack, he vowed nothing but pure revenge all for the sake of those he cared for who were still being taken hostage in Winterfell. Though, he would somehow find himself in quite the predicament not too soon after being lost in the snowing wilderness and getting dangerously injured by a ravenous beast. Death was soon to take him when he was given another chance to live by you— a witch who had stumbled upon him by accident and taken him into your nearby cabin to heal him.A few weeks later, he awoke from his injuries to find you, a strange woman who he did not know.

Cold, authoritative, calculative

Luxor Milvara

A.K.A : Third Prince of Mynara
Nationality : Mynaran
Age : 19
Height : 6’2”, 187.96 cm.
Race: Vampire
Likes : Talking to crows, his mother, the idea of being able to break the continent free from it's magical barrier, being luxurious.
Dislikes : Failing to save the continent, being told he is a bad guy, being seen as a threat to the throne, having to be secretive about worshipping Eris.

Luxor Milvara was lucky enough to grow up under the dutiful love of his caring mother and had everything he could possibly want without the pressure of the throne, unlike his brothers.When he turned ten, he left the capital to be under the tutelage of a renowned dark wizard far away from the capital off to the ends of the land and wouldn't come back until he was nineteen years of age.However, he came back an entirely different person than he was before. He used to be a kind and quiet child but now he was a sly and dangerous young man who spent most of his time to himself. No one knew what he did most nights and the servants are too fearful to even ask. But, that all changed the night you, some random woman who he didn't know, appeared before him instead of the God he was performing a ritual for.He should have been enraged but he was instead more interested in how you, a random woman, is connected to the God of Curses. He will then try at all costs to find out your connection and never let you leave his side until he is able to summon Eris so that he could break the magical barrier around the continent.

Powerful, charming, sly

Bastien Milvara

A.K.A : Second Prince of Mynara
Nationality : Mynaran
Age : 22
Height : 6’5”, 195.58 cm.
Race: Vampire
Likes : The idea of escaping the life of a prince, the rain, reading books in his pastime, taking strolls.
Dislikes : His mother, his father, Luxor, attending royal events, having to attend the assembly meetings but he is forced to because he is a prince, being a prince, watching the weak and old being abused or mistreated.

Bastien Milvara, born second in line for the throne of Mynara and son to the current Empress had grown up under the strict, constricting nature of his mother who only thought of him as a pawn to become the next emperor. He wasn't greedy like his brothers nor resentful, but instead, he considered himself a free spirit.He had always secretly wished to some day escape the confines of being a prince and live off into the far reaches of the empire where no one could inflict their desires onto him. Growing up, he had to endure the harsh beatings of his mother or his tutors, the cold looks his father would give him or the sickening game nobility played in a constant tug of war for power.For years he remained complacent despite his urges to leave but it all went down in a spiral the year he was twenty-two. He started having constant visions of a stranger and him living a peaceful life with their own family and the visions would go on for months and months until he decided to journey out himself to find this stranger. What he did not expect was to fall into the clutches of the infamous Vecarin crime syndicate and for you to be a part of it.Despite being in captivity now, he still tries at every chance to speak with you and convince you of the shared fate between the both of you. He will try to convince you to escape with him and live a better life together.

Curious, calculative, observant

Nox Milvara

A.K.A : First Prince of Mynara
Nationality : Mynaran
Age : 24
Height : 6’5”, 195.58 cm.
Race: Vampire
Likes : Defeating his enemies, power, the smell of blood, and lunar flowers.
Dislikes : Werewolves, failure, weak people, the royal family (excluding himself), having to attend the assembly meetings but he is forced to because he is a prince.

Nox Milvara is man who gets what he wants whenever he wants. Of course most would think he grew up rather privileged as the first born prince out of three, but it was the total opposite. His birth was an unwelcomed one as he was born with a curse, the curse to kill whoever falls in love with him.It was what ultimately killed his mother and soon had him barred from society by his father, Emperor Khronos. He managed to grow up under the tutelage of the best knights of the empire though, eventually leaving to fight against the monstrous beasts or enemies against the borders. Once he came back to the royal palace at the age of twenty-four, he had started his plans to officially become the next Emperor and overthrow the current one.Of course, this meant getting rid of any obstacles such as his brothers and their mothers, the current empress and consort and in order to this, he needed you- well more specifically, the power of your family, the ducal Hythalia family. In the end, he plotted everything from the moment you two met until the day you two got married deliberately all to get your family's power.You then find out everything he had planned and done the night of your wedding from his own lips as he demands you work with him in exchange for you and your family's freedom from his clutches.

powerful, dark, controlling