Name: ~My name is Lovino. NO, you may not call me Lovi. The name is one that, among other things, means 'ruin'...~
Gender: ~I'm a male, in case that isn't obvious to you yet~
History: ~Hmm, of course you had to ask... And I suppose that I have to answer? Hmph.
When I was still a Sun, I was a pretty little thing, grey and black, with hazel eyes. Of course, there was my brother. He was almost the opposite of me in everything, including our personality, with russet fur and bright green eyes, and a bright personality to go with them, though he was weak and naive. I was better off on my own, and didn't like spending time with the other Suns. I'll admit I was also lazy, and maybe a bit arrogant. I still am, I suppose. It felt like my brother was better than me at everything, and after a while, people wondered why I couldn't be more like my brother- sweet, friendly, energetic, and talented, rather than the grumpy, rude, sarcastic Iqena I'd become. You can imagine that it didn't feel very good. I resented my brother and found myself spending more and more time by myself... As for the purple stuff... As I got older, I resented not only my brother, but the fact that the others had no respect for me. Yes, in a way, I longed for power.
One night, I was sleeping in my den, far apart from the other Iqenas just as I liked it, when a voice whispered in my ear, "Wake." I sat up abruptly and found in front of my den a strange form, like what you might call a ghost. He?- she?- it? was black, with bright violet eyes with no pupils, and a strange, spine-chilling smile that made it look almost insane. Where its paws touched the earth, the grass turned black and smoldered. "Come." Naturally, I followed it. To this day I don't even know why.
It led me deep into the woods, into a cave. At first, it was pitch black and all I had to guide me were those glowing violet eyes; but eventually the light intensified until I realized that it wasn't just the thing's eyes. Something ahead was glowing violet. As I came closer, I came to realize that it was a pool of water, with strange, sparkling violet bubbles that gave off the sinister glow. At last the creature stopped at the pool. Again, it said only one word. "Drink."
"Why?" I asked, my instincts telling me to high-tail it out of there as soon as possible. Finally the creature turned its face to me and looked me in the eyes, and I froze where I stood. "I am a wraith," it hissed. "I am all-powerful. Drink, and so shall you."
I didn't want to, but I did. Again, I don't know why. I just.. did. Something about that violet light- it was beautiful, the bubbles shimmering and sparkling and shifting. I leaned over the pool and lapped up mouthful after mouthful, bubble after bubble. At first, there was nothing. But very soon, I felt a burning pain in my chest. With a silent scream, I ran towards the cave's entrance, the laughter of the wraith ringing in my ears. By the time I got there, I could barely stand, let alone think clearly. I collapsed on the ground, my tears staining the earth and coughing up blood. The pain was unbearable- it was poison, no doubt.
My vision went black, and I was sure I was dead. Only one thing- though the pain had dulled, it wasn't gone. I stood up with a grunt, and looked down at the grass where I had just lain.
My scream echoed through the forest as I saw myself, lying there, contorted in pain, not moving. My eyes were closed, and were leaking the violet liquid, and my mouth, opened halfway through another howl of pain, was also covered in violet. The grass around me was covered in violet, with some red mixed in. And most horrible of all was my stomach- it was ripped open, and the bone that protruded from it looked like..
Teeth...
And then I realized that the shimmering violet liquid which reminded me of the stars in the sky was my own blood.
My breath slowed as I finally realized what had happened. I was dead... and yet why was I still here? I looked up to the stars and let out a long, mournful howl- why was I still here? I didn't want to stay here for eternity! I wanted to be with my ancestors, where my pain would never trouble me.
But it was not meant to be that way..
To this day, I have wandered the earth, and to this day, I search for a way to end this neverending pain and misery, and to be with my long-dead family. If only wishes came true. For me, it's been only nightmares.
Personality: ~Once, I was an arrogant little punk who kept to himself. I was rude, lonely, and emotional. After my death I was depressed, but after a while, I simply stopped caring. My only existence is searching for a way... out of this eternal nightmare. I'm calm, and don't have many feelings anymore other than grief... I've almost gone mad...
I suppose one of the best ways to describe me at this point is.. soulless.
