CALLUM VILLIERS
Here Are The Basics....
People Call Me Callum, Boss, Papa.
My Birthday Is The fifth Of January.
My Last Birthday Cake Had thirty-three Candles On It.
In Case You Haven't Already Noticed, I'm A male.
To Me, It's All About The men and women.
Oh, Yeah. Before I Forget, You Should Know I'm A demon.
Let's Look Deeper....
People Often Say I'm a stern yet generous gang lord. It's true. I expect perfection from my men, and I don't let greed hinder them. I'm loyal to my men, and I like to think they're loyal to me as well. In public, I'm a gentleman and respected figure, but I'm sadistic behind closed doors. I don't spare traitors, and I would kill an infant to get information from their parents. However, I never turn my sadism to my men or others, though I won't hesitate to punish them. In matters regarding my daughter, I'm a very good father. As well as a protective one. I'm protective in general, of course, And I Have No Reason To Disagree.
My Life Has Been Exciting! My childhood was short. I spent ten years in the care of my parents, but slayers took them from me one night. Being orphaned, I had to grow up and grow up fast. I learned the rules of the streets very quickly, becoming a master thief at the age of twelve. For quite a few years, I spent my life surving on my own, but at eighteen, I built a gang and renovated an abandoned distillery into a headquarters. The building is busy during the day from operations and everyday gang activity, but is quiet and still at night when the men go home. My gang, the Street Kings, quickly rose to the top of the pyramid, and I gained the title "King of Mafias" by the lesser gangs. Despite my profession, I have great political influence and am close friends but fierce rivals with the city's governor. When I was twenty, I met and grew fond of a human woman. We spent a few years together, and somewhere along the way, I became the father to a beautiful little girl. Her mother, however, was killed by a rival gang. I, of course, got my revenge, and raised my daughter on my own. Now, I desire someone to fill the void in my life, having grown tired of street workers.
You Want to Know What I Can Do, Huh? Well, Let's See. I Can regenerate from nearly any injury, even being able to regrow limbs so long as it's not my head. I can create gems from water, but the rarer the gem in nature, the harder and more exhausting it is to make.
My Slave Must be good with children, or at least know how to care for them. Preferably someone who can be my lover. No one violent or dangerous, or rebellious.
Here's A Good Picture Of Me.
Sarah Villiers. Seven. Born on March Thirteenth. 
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