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❤ The Ｂａｓｉｃｓ ❤
xName → Mitsukini Sage
xNickname → Mitsu
xAge → Nineteen
xGender → Male
xSexuality → Homosexual
xPosition → Seke, though generally Uke
xRace → Warlock
xColors → Red, Indigo, Medium Slate Blue, Dark Grey, Crimson, Dark Blue
❤ Let's Get Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌ ❤
xBiography → I was born in New York to a common family. My parents weren't wealthy. At least, not until my sister was born. Despite being part of a set of triplets, which included my brother and myself, her magic was strong. So strong, in fact, that she caught the attention of the Council. Since warlocks are a dying race, any warlock with the right potential is spoiled by the Council and trained to be High Warlocks. My sister was placed in the educational care of Lady Marissa, the current High Warlock of Brooklyn, and often trained to take her place in the future. However, the three of us were inseperable. Yukari, Takahiro, and I were best friends. For about six years. That's when it happened.
I had always been jealous of Yukari's popularity even though I loved her to death. My magic had always been placed second to hers, even though they were nearly identical in potential. One day, I decided to try and prove I was better than her by attempting a very advanced teleportation spell even members of the Council have a hard time performing. It didn't go well. The magic was beyond my control, and as a result, Yukari was killed in the explosion. The only ones who ever knew were Takahiro, my parents, Marissa, and the Council. I was supposed to be executed for the murder of my sister, but the Council knew it would be forever before another warlock with such powerful magic would be born. They replaced my sister with me. It was painful enough, but to add more, my brother and father fell to resenting me. I only had the full love and support of my mother and Marissa, who both held no ill will towards me.
For a few years, until I was eleven, I trained relentlessly to try and atone for what I did. It was my eleventh birthday that I changed. During mine and Takahiro's party, I was lured from the ballroom by a couple of servants. I knew I shouldn't have gone alone, and I wish I hadn't, but I did. The servants turned out to be a pair of incubi masking themselves as warlocks that served my family. You can imagine what followed. I was raped and left in the supply closet for five hours, gagged and unable to call for help. Marissa found me, and I begged her not to tell anyone. After that day, I slacked from from training, earning more hate from Takahiro. You see, warlock children are extremely impressionable. Their self-worth is entirely determined by how they're treated while growing up. The hate my father and brothers, combined with the degrading commentary of the incubi, caused self-loathing.
The following years were full of sex with men and parties. Stuff my mother hated, but was never able to talk me out of. I realized when I was raped that I had no real value. I was a murderer and a replacement. Who cared? I certainly didn't. After a certain escapade with a rather heated dragon, I was impregnated. Despite my self-loathing, I have always held onto the dream of having my own family. Perhaps even atoning and making a new life. However, the dragon who I slept with is a very angry, abusive creature with no desire to be the sire of "half-breeds", and is currently trying to forcibly abort them. As extreme stress can cause miscarriages in warlocks, same as other species, and magic can't harm dragons, I've decided to move to a family vacation home in Scotland and find someone who could naturally mask the scent of warlocks. A being like an angel, werewolf, or elf.
❤ Extra Ｉｎｆｏｒｍａｔｉｏｎ ❤
xLikes → ♥ Cats
♥ Reptiles
♥ Strawberries
♥ Poetry
♥ My mother
♥ Thoughts of being a mother
xDislikes → ✖ Betrayal
✖ Senseless violence
✖ Dogs
✖ People who want to hurt his children
✖ Being alone
xSlave → No one
