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dreaмѕ are нard тo ғollow вυт don'т leт anyone тear тнeм awayHe could feel nothing. No cold nor warmth, not even the snow and ice beneath his feet could be felt. A bright light pulsed slowly above of him, the rays reaching down almost as if to touch his face. He didn't know what it was, but it was beautiful and soothing in nature, keeping a pattern that slowly gave warmth to his heart. He felt like it was calling him, giving him a title that he had never heard before.The powerful bright light suddenly pulsed for a few seconds, almost blinding, then quickly fading into nothing. Darkness slithered out, crashing like waves against the snow, surrounding him. His heart began to race as he heard a deep, obscure voice whisper into his ear from the cimmerian shade, "Forget the Light." The darkness then engulfed him.нold on тнere wιll вe тoмorrow ιn тιмe yoυ'll ғιnd тнe way
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U S E R N A M EI'm an owner of a few amazing kiamaras inside and out, and hope to add him to my family, as I love him just as much as I do Zap, my most active kiamara. I'm letting you know I asked apple if some of the stuff here was alright, she approved. I really hope you enjoy my form, for it will be my last. N A M E"My name is Lucius. Lucius Albescu."
Lucius means light and Albescu means white in Romanian. The reason for picking names with those meanings will be portrayed throughout the story and embellished upon, so I hope you come to understand the reason why I selected the titles for him. P R E Q U E L This story begins many life times ago. There was a time when the world was ruled by Darkness, casting out Light. In broken hope, creatures bowed before Darkness. A goddess saw her children in agony and despair as the darkness feasted upon them, and she felt the pain as hope was lost. She would not give up on them, not even if it costed her very essence. Though she herself could not fight darkness, she knew someone could, a mortal could, and so she traveled to Earth in search of the perfect body to bestow her gift of Light. Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months. With each goodbye, she felt the stinging bite of failure, and her hope being eaten up by darkness itself. With each day her pace became slower, and her feet began to drag, it was as if she was pulling against chains.
On her last day, she came upon two parents and the child, the last of her hope. She looked over them with an expression that showed she had already marked the boy off as a failure. Sometimes visions are just dreams taken too seriously, the goddess told herself. She turned her back towards them, feeling tears build as she began to accept her defeat. She didn't want to face them again, but being the polite woman she was, she had to turn to face them to say goodbye. That's when she saw it. Saw him. The parents as they were, confident and without fear, held a baby boy with fiery scarlet eyes. It was not the type of fire that would consume others, but the a type of fire that would bring forth a new era. That moment she knew her search was over, she had found him. Bending over to place the gift of Light, she whispered to the crying baby fervently, “Learn. Grow strong, for one day you will become an inspiration to all. Your people have been chased into misty darkness. But you, my hero... your light will shine through it all. You will lead them back into the light, and cast the shadows back where they belong."
Those words, however, were not kept only to the ones that they were intended for.
Years later the goddess still watched the Earth as Darkness continued to rule. When the day came the young child she gifted became an adult, she began to travel down to greet him and tell him of his journey ahead. Darkness knew she had been planning this, and since the boy was a weapon against him, sent dark soldiers to stop her from reaching him. They encased her in attempts to stop her, and the goddess fought to free herself from their grasp. Struggling to slip away from the dark, she fell from the sky. Fell hard. Upon contact with the ground, the goddess found no recollection of who she was, and Darkness saw this victory and continued his rule. For without the goddess, the Light Hero would never know what he was meant to do. Without knowing, Light would fade into nothing.. Forever. 
"It's not much of a legacy."
It was chilly in the shadows of the buildings. In the city there was no sun that hit the ground; it was endless shadows and endless cold, even in the summer it was cold enough to create frozen vapor, and even for it to snow. Besides the architecture, Lucius saw a lot of white where he grew up. Snow fell and stayed for days and, when it began to show signs of clearing, snowed some more. He never really liked the cold, but he grew up in a frozen environment because his parents moved when he was too young to remember, or give in his own opinions on where he himself wanted to live. Even now, as an adult, he lived there despite his love for the warmth.
Lucius had a fairly normal childhood. His relationship to his parents had its ups and downs, but in the end he loved them both enough to stay a while longer before venturing off to his own life. He went through those teenage years where he protested against everything in attempts to find himself, times when he had special moments he'd cherish forever, even first times doing things. Everything made him who he was today, an average kind of guy who works hard some days and half-tries on others. Like everyone, he has had moments when he was a jerk and times he was a gentleman. The thing that made his childhood different were his dreams, his recurring nightmares that would change his life forever.
He started getting these... odd dreams around the time he turned 12. They began small, short dream of moving shadows in the night, nothing that really bothered him. Since then it has gotten more and more frequent; more and more terrifying. The dreams turned into nightmares, consisting of dark shadows and of him. The "him" from the dreams seemed to live in an older time period, way back in the past with a different and more stubborn personality. These dreams confused him for he didn't understand why he had them. He'd inquired a fortune teller once, and they told him it was a past life, but that caused him further disorientation as to why he was having the dreams. What did they mean? Even though these dreams started becoming terrifying, he was not scared of the dark. He found himself more intrigued by it, drawn to dark places occasionally in hopes to figure out what was taking over his dreams.
One morning he woke from one of these nightmares. This nightmare was different than the rest, there was a light pulsating above him that was warm and familiar, like something he once knew. It called out to him in a whisper, a name he did not know, as it caressed his face. He was drawn to it in the dream, calling the light by the name of Meili. The light shone brightly in his dream when he called out this name, then faded into darkness, and as the shadows swallowed him up saying something along the lines of "forget the light". Everything confused him and the longer time elapsed, the longer the time was without an answer. Would he ever receive an answer? What is the light? Who is Meili? Things began to frustrate him, but he shoved it in the back of his mind. He had a life to live, he couldn't dwell on unanswered dreams.
He went out around town to relax himself after work, breathing in the frigid city air and stopping by a few of his favorite hot spots around the city. The cold air was harsh and painful, able to take his mind off the nightmares for a while. He rubbed his head gently with his right hand as he breathed out slowly, watching as the almost-steam like breath swirled from his mouth. He stood outside of a clothing shop for a moment to catch his breath and enjoy the sight of pretty lights that flickered across the street. A sudden image flashed in his mind, all he saw for a split second was the word "hero" in big, red letters. He blinked when it disappeared from his mind. What was that? He took a moment to glance around. Was he seeing things? 
As days passed on, his nightmares got more frequent and terrifying. As these dreams took over his mind, he started to feel like he was hallucinating, seeing strange black clouds with faces around people. They looked like shadows with an attitude, always following the people who looked like they were having a bad day. He had odd moments where he dreamed on the spot, even if he was standing up and working, like his world got consumed by darkness. He began hating it how his life was becoming. This life of his was being ripped apart all because of nightmares: being late to all events, falling to sleep on the job, and spacing out during conversations were all things affected by these uncontrollable events. No one really believed him, only told him he needed to seek a therapist, who couldn't help him. It felt as if he was going insane, and his frustration grew to parts of his life. He began becoming a bit more hypocritical in his life.
He began wasting his time standing on the streets, staring at these shadow-like clouds that followed people. There were things only he could see but could not understand, and he was determined to figure all this out. He figured at one point that these dark-cloud-like creatures were some kind of negative energy certain people released. Those that had these creatures following them looked annoyed or angry as they walked down the street, shoving their way past people and shoving their way into people. It was obvious they didn't care about anything but where they were heading. It wasn't much, but it was something that Lucius could grasp. What Lucius didn't understand that these clouds were "demons" who fed off the anger or negative energy, or that they would only grow bigger until they start to consume positive energy. Sighing, he moved some hair from his face to get it out of his eyes as he thought about his findings and questions still left unanswered. Why him?
He titled his head to the right to block the piercing wing and noticed an older lady fighting with a door, trying to open it. As she fought with it, Lucius noticed a small... black cloud starting to form about her head, just like these negative creatures he's been observing. His heart pounded and he dashed through the street towards the older lady, not because of a shadow he did not know how to rid of, but because it wasn't right to him that no one was trying to help her open a door. It was careless to run through the street without bothering to look at oncoming cars, but he didn't think twice about it. He went over and grabbed the handle from her gently, pulling it open. "Here you go, ma'am." He glanced up at the dark cloud suddenly without thinking, but saw it was now fading away.
"Thank you, dear." An old, crackly feminine voice sounded in his ears as he snapped out of staring above her. She was smiling at him, her abundant wrinkles clearly evident as her features were crinkled by the mere smile. She seemed relieved and thankful, her smile spreading to his face. It almost felt as if all that previous frustration washed away for just a moment. Lucius didn't realize it, but he stood there feeling relieved... but then it hit him. He noticed that in making her smile even a little, the cloud faded a bit. It wasn't gone completely, but it was smaller than it was before. This was something hopeful to him.
He nodded in response and closed the door after she went in. Replaying what just happened, he thought about it and things made slightly more sense. It really seemed to be some negative energy that followed them around and fed from their anger, but if they did not feel anger then the shadows had nothing to feed off of. If people felt some more positive energy, the demons would go away. There was just one problem, Lucius thought as he ran his fingers through his hair. He pulled his hat down to keep the wind out of his eyes. People are just so negative now-a-days, what possible way could more positive energy be spread? Then things started to clear up for Lucius... Since only he could see them, there must be a purpose. If he could bring more positive energy to people, the creatures would fade away. But what could one person do? One good deed couldn't take away a creature, so Lucius couldn't imagine what must be done to get rid of them.
He didn't understand why he felt the need to do it, but something in him burned with the desire to stop this... as if it was his duty. Sighing, he walked down the street towards his favorite market square. He didn't know why he was heading there after everything, but that's where his feet were taking him. All this seemed too much for one person to take care of. He started to feel doubt that he could do anything about it, or that he should do anything about it. Why did he need to help anyone at all? As he thought, he didn't notice he walked into a female until their shoulders touched. She was older than he was, dark-skinned and had floating pink-like... hair? At least he thought it was hair. It reminded Lucius of plasma matter, like the kind you find in lava lamps.
She was beautiful but her face twisted in pain. He realized at that moment he was standing on her foot. He moved back away from her. "I'm so sorry,I-" He began.
"I'm so very sorry!" She interrupted, looking upset, then she added, "I hope you aren't hurt." Why was she apologizing, Lucius thought. He stepped on her foot, not the other way around.
"No, it was me. I hope you are ok?" He asked, lifting his hands as if trying to calm a child. He didn't realize he was doing it, but it didn't seem to bother the mysterious miss. Her hair flowed behind her, catching his attention once more. Then he noticed her black, feathered wings and they moved a bit. Moved. He didn't believe they were real, though, but something about her was making him curious. She definitely was not normal with that hair of hers. Even though they were strangers, something about her felt warm to him. "I'm sorry, but may I ask... Do I know you from somewhere?"
"I don't think so. Though... you do seem familiar to me as well," The woman replied in bowing her head slightly. She seemed so polite, it made him smile a bit. The woman added with the sweetest smile placed on her lips, "It's nice to meet you, though! My name is Meili!"
That name seemed familiar to him. It was warm and touched his thoughts in the most intriguing way. He didn't pause too long to leave her hanging. "I'm Lucius."
"Getting to know me isn't hard, I hope."
Lucius does not always stand on good grounds. He gets frustrated and over emotional at times, breaking promises, and turning his back on fellow friends that reach out for help. Once a friend asked him if Lucius could cover him so his friend could leave work early for a semi-emergency. Though Lucius knew that this was important to his friend, he rejected it and returned to his own work, leaving his friend stressed alone. He can be greedy... but he also can give, smile, joke, and play. He sometimes goes to great lengths to cheer up someone, even if it means dressing up like a clown and embarrassing himself.
Getting down into it, Lucius can be quite charming though that is not an objective. He has a bit of an accent living in a northern city, similar to those that live in New York, though it is not as heavy of an accent. His parents had somewhat educated him on being a gentleman, and some aspects of their manners have kept with him throughout the years though he is not the perfect gentleman. He still has moments when he shuts the door on someone's face is upset, but he usually feels bad about it later.
He is observant. With his history, he's learned to watch things he doesn't understand - or even things he does. It's not intentional, but it seeps into other fields of his life, like relationships. Being observant makes him listen more than speak, which can lead into fights and disputes from the frustration of the other party. He's not very good with standing his own ground, though, and allow people to walk all over him... Sometimes. This causes him to be passive-aggressive in how he deals with anger. He does not intend to hurt others, so he doesn't tell them how he feels, only waits for what he believes is "karma" to come back. He relishes in it sometimes, and can act spiteful at times, only replying in "mhm" and "yea, whatever". He occasionally shuts the door in their face and walk away mid-conversation instead of expressions his anger.
Following his gut is what he's best at. Something happens in a flash and as long as his instincts tell him ok, he goes with it. He doesn't usually question his instincts even though he may not understand what is happening or why. This is linked to his line of ancestry, starting from the first child to be given this ability from the Goddess. These instincts are his past lives guiding him to what he needs to do, and sometimes he hears whispers in the wind he doesn't understand.
Lucius is quite generous at times when he has the motivation to clear away the demons he sees. He carries around items (money, cheap watches, ect) so that when a stranger is in need of it, he is there to give it to them. He enjoys spreading joy and hope, but not all the time. It's time consuming and expensive, since he gives away his change to homeless or spends some money on things he gifts away. Other times he feels like its useless, tedious, and gets annoyed or spiteful that he feels like his duty is to serve others happiness. He's not always pleased with his work.
And just like anyone else, Lucius grows his own dark shadow, though he can keep his down better than he can others. It serves as a reminder what feelings - even if small ones - can cause good or bad for the soul. He has to remember that his actions are like dominoes. There is a lot about Lucius even he doesn't understand, but he's walking the earth with an ability to see the negative energy people presented in the form of emotions. As time passes, more things will become clear for him, but many things remain a mystery until answers are sought.
Will he ever get an answer? F E A R S"Things that make my heart scream."
Possibilities
• Agateophobia (fear of insanity) - With the shadows tearing up his world, Lucius feels like he is going crazy sometimes. No one can see what he does, no one understands, and it scares him. He doesn't want to loose his mind and he stays up late telling himself things will be ok.
• Amaxophobia (fear of riding in a car) - As silly as it sounds, Lucius does indeed fear cars and riding in them. He tends to walk to where he wants to as long as it's city limits. When he does take the chance to ride, he grips the door handle quite tightly.
• Oneirophobia (fear of dreams) - Dreams are not good things Lucius finds anymore. He does not dream of warm sun rays or fields of flowers, only dark shadows swallowing him up. And though he does not fear the dark, these dreams are the things that keep him awake at night. He cannot tell what is a dream from a nightmare, so he assumes they are all the same thing, and he is afraid to dream. Q U I R K S"Threads that bind me together."
Here are a few quirks Lucius may show throughout his life.
• Carries around change in his pocket to give to the homeless. Other than that, he has no reason to carry change.
• Doesn't consider himself when he rushes to do things. He often puts himself in harms way. Q U E S T I O N S"Want to know something?"
So, Lucius, how did you get that snake tongue?
"It was an accident... I was in a fight with my pa, bit my own tongue in two..."
What is your favorite childhood memory?
"I think it was when pa and mum took me on a vacation to a beach. Everything that could have gone wrong did... Storms blew in and trashed the beach so we couldn't go out, the hotel had terrible service... yet even through all that we smiled and sat 'round a table and played poker. Cracked some jokes. It was stressful, but it was one of the only times we didn't care about the world. "
What is your favorite animal and why?
"I'm quite attracted to Peacocks. I know, silly, ney? I love those tails, quite amazing how they look folded and showing off. The colors, the way the attract a mate... Nature is quite splendid."
Is there or ever going to be a special someone?
"I'm sure at one point it's possible." He glances away shyly, "Not at the moment, though."
Does you have a secret?
"Doesn't everyone? I know I do, but I won't share them. They are secrets for a reason, haha."
Have you been in love? Had a broken heart?
"I was, once. Didn't end up well, we went our separate ways. In the end, we couldn't stand each other. Haven't dated much since... I've been.... distracted."
On what occasions do you lie?
"Just about every day... I mean, when someone asks me 'Are you ok?' and I reply with 'I'm fine'... isn't that a lie if I'm not? I just don't want them to worry."
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People with this sign are said to have these characteristics:
