This is my story for those who wish to know my background... 

(this work is entirely fictional and copywriten!)

I was never born as such, I was created as an experiment... for he who I shall not name. I was to be the first of a master race of creatures, the likes of which the world had ever seen. 
I am a unique hybrid, the compination of Vampyre and Incubis. The reason these two unlikely creatures were selected as templates, I have never been able to fathom. But through dark rites and incredible power, the nameless one merged the two creatures...... Creating me... 

I had the body of a full grown man... and the mentality of a child. My "Father" made sure that he exposed me to all the evil acts that mankind commits upon one another, teaching me that man was inherantly evil and twisting my sanity. Thus I was raised with the belief that all creatures were evil and created to be destroyed.. I used to feed off them and just discard them like the disposable things that they were..... till one day... 

I was lurking down an alley looking for another victim, and I spied this child standing in the middle of the street.. unaware of the oncoming carriage. Just before the child was crushed beneath the horses hooves and shredded by the carriage wheels a young lady ran out in front of the speeding carriage and grabbed the child, pulling him out of the way just in time. 
The childs mother ran up to the young lady and thanked her profusely asking what could be done to repay her for saving her child. To which the young lady said "I wish for no reward, just that thee take better care of thine child" and walked away... I was intrigued.... 
I observed this young lady for many weeks, learning her name.. her habits.. and she confused me, her life was full of small kindnesses to which she expected nothing in return. I decided to approach her..... I was tentative at first, certain that she was merely disguising her evil nature by appearing good to others. She readily accepted my offer of friendship, and showed me things that I had never seen or even believed could be possible. Not all mortals were bad! 

As time passed by we grew closer together, and became best friends, she confided in me, told me all of her deep dark secrets. Well she thought they were dark, but to me they were small mistakes that she had made and was being overly harsh with herself. There was nothing about this mortal that I could fault, she was almost perfect, almost. 

I came to trust her implicitly, this angered my creator greatly. Out of spite he had her slain before my eyes, while she was dying he told her of my true nature. I will never forget that look she gave me for as long as I exist. The total horror and disgust, deep sadness and betrayal. I hated him for doing that to me, I hated him so much. 

*looks down, takes a deep breath before continuing* 

Time passed, but her legacy lived on, she had changed me more than I had realised. I no longer killed when I fed, I no longer thought of mortals as cattle, but living, thinking, feeling creatures. I had no right to take their lives, and neither did my creator, though he has never had any regards for anyones rights. 

The years flew by, I traveled the world and came across others like her, who were good of heart and strong of character. But each time I developed a relationship with them, my creator had them destroyed, thus history repeated itself throughout my history. 

My hatred for my creator grew beyond measure, but I tolerated him only because he created me and without him I would never have existed. Though sometimes I wonder if it is worth existing. I grew distant from everyone, not letting anyone near me, remaining cold and hard so as to not be hurt by him. 

Towards the end, the end of his control over me, he ordered me to destroy an orphanage. I went to this place of lost souls, abandoned children, the sick and injured. I looked upon them with pity, for they, in their innocence broke my heart asunder, and shattered what little control my creator had over me. 

It was the beginning of the end, a new start. As far as the world knows, those children are dead... and that orphanage is definitely destroyed. I moved the children to another country and left them at a Monastery, where they would be taken care of. The orphanage.. *chuckles softly and shakes head* .. oh the orphanage was nothing but a blasted piece of earth when I was finished with it, I vented all my rage on those cold stone walls. 

At first my creator was pleased with me, and let me do as I wished. Then he discovered my deception *wipes away a tear* the next time I went to check on the orphans I found the monastery to have been destroyed, all within that monastery had been brutally tortured and slain. 

I heard laughter, laughter everywhere, a maddening sound that threatened to shred the remnants of my sanity. I turned to face my creator, my destroyer, the one who could destroy me with a blink of an eye. I looked him in the eyes.... and I hit him, I hit him with all the force I could muster.. it felt so good.. feeling his nose shatter beneath my fist.. and watching him reel back in shock and pain.. 

Then for the first time in my existence I knew fear, he regained his balance and just stood there staring at me, I thought the end had come. Though I was deathly afraid of what he might do to me, I stood my ground and waited for the end to come. 

NOTHING HAPPENED..!!! 

He started laughing, but softer this time, more controlled..... more.......... 

*closes eyes, lights a cigarette and inhales deeply before expelling the smoke in a thick cloud.... sighs and re-opens my eyes.. looking into yours* 

He smiled at me.. so sweetly.. so innocently.. as i watched his nose bend back into shape.. bones repair themselves.. blood flowing back up into his nasal cavity.. till his face was as beautiful as it was before I had laid a hand upon it.. 

He stepped towards me.. staring me in the eyes.. I couldnt move.. standing rigid.. a nightmare statue.. and he embraced me.. and said "I love you my son.. but for this there can be no forgiveness.. " he released me and just looked at me.. for what seemed like hours.. though only seconds had passed... then he said "for this transgression you may never return home.. and are forever denied the grace of heaven.. I curse you to wander for the rest of your existance.. to settle .. only to be removed violently.. I curse you to love.. and to lose your love in the most painful of ways.. your mortal friends.. they will all die.. indirectly by your hand.. you shall suffer tremendous guilt.. and seek to remain alone.. but you will love and make friends again.. and I shall take them from you.. you will have nothing.. all that you touch shall be destroyed or corrupted.. this is my gift to you my wayward son.. my cain... treasure it for eternity.. for thats the time you have.. this I my word to you" 

He embraced me again and kissed my forehead... and smiling said "oh.. I almost forgot... should you seek to make reparations to me.. I demand total obediance and service for one hundred years and a day..." then he turned and left.. walking down the dark road.. singing to himself... Once he was gone from view... my paralysis ceased and I was able to move again.. I fell to the ground and cried.. I cried like I never had before.. I was free.. yes.. free at last.. but free for what.. I knew him.. I knew he would keep his word.. I could have nothing.. to spend my days full of emptiness.. my years full of loneliness.. wasting my love in a desperate caress... *sighs* 

I dont know how many days I just sat there.. then.. I dont know.. I think I lost all my reason.. it was years before I realised what I was doing.. I had become an animal.. a broken thing.. clad in nothing but the dirt that clung to my flesh.. then.. when my senses had returned.. I sat for many days.. thinking .. remembering.. and hardened my resolve to never let him beat me.. to always attempt to thwart his attempts to hurt others.. not just his.. but gods as well.. for he had turned from me as well.. even though my heart was pure.. From there.. I set about creating my home... the halls of Twilight.. many times has it been assailed.. as my creator has tried to keep his word .. and many times I have stood my ground.. *smiles alittle* as you can see.. my halls still stand.. 

Then I went in search of company.. I wandered many years.. searching for beings like myself.. until finally tired.. beaten and sore .. I collapsed on the steps of the Black Raven Inn .. someone helped me in.. I cant remember who.. they fed and bathed me.. replaced my clothing.. showed me all the kindness that they could offer to a stranger.. 

I was so happy.. I had finally found a place where I was welcome.. where there were similar creatures to myself.. even though I was still unique.. the fact that they were kindred spirits revitalised me.. strengthened me.. made the real me come out again.. I developed close and strong friendships in there... came to love all my friends.. even though my creater assaulted them in many ways in there personal lives.. they withstood.. through the depths of depression when nothing remained.. they came for solace.. and took strength from others.. we all supported each other... 

Every time my creater assualted me I withdrew from them.. became cold.. this hurt my friends.. which hurt me.. but I felt it is necessary.. to gather my strength.. my resolve.. my will.. and then I return to them as I was.. as the loving caring friend I try to be... 

I remained there.. with them.. and stayed for as long as I remained comfortable.. for it had become my home.. I had found a place of friendship.. of love.. and thats something my creator is attempting to take away from me... for together.. we are legion.. unbeatable... but unfortunately we are no longer united.. my home is filled with petty squabling.. young and old alike..

I fear that it is time to take my leave of my beloved home, and return to the wandering that I had devoted my life to, for my Creator's influence is beginning to take hold once again.. and it is feeling less and less like home anymore.. much less.. the time has come to move on..

I know a few that do not want to see me go.. and I know many that would be happy to see my back.. watch me leave.. but it is time to say farewell to all.. for the end has come.. and for me .. there is no turning back.. ever..

That is my tale.. although I kept it brief to avoid boring you... thank you for taking the time to listen my friend.. 

*stands and quietly walks away into the eddying mist which swirls and engulfs me until no trace remains... except a whisper of a memory.. and.. after a while.. even that fades..*