[>>] I am cursed, Hidden Vigor
[<<]Do you dare to call upon me, Vigor
[>>]I have cursed this Earth for four years
[<<]My bloody siren call is that of a, hellion
[>>] Your taste for my blood, Friesian

[<<]His blood is that of a Friesian. Making him only the most divine creature with the best strength. His beauty is that of an average Friesian, though still putting him a notch above all the rest.

[>>]Vigors pelt is colored with the blackness of his heart. All that have met him can say that it is the shattered black that is the truest thing about him. They are therefore agreeing to his heart being the blackest of any met and his coat only showing the scarcity of a truth.

[<<]The greens orbs pierce down at your being, killing all of your intentions. He can make them flood with emotion, the deepest you can ever imagine. Or they can be void of anything. No one thus far has figured out his deceitful switches between his two versions of eyes. Many have struggled with this fact, and only Vigor knows the answers. They are not the keenest eyes you may have laid your upon, though they are the most emotional for sure.

[>>]

[<<]Sire's Side
Conquered Captive [s] x Hidden Sin [m] = Hidden Captive [s]

[>>]Dam's Side
Heartless Vigor [s] x Interrupted Death [m] = Vigorous Death [m]

[<<]Immediate Relations
Hidden Captive [s] x Vigorous Death [m] = Hidden Vigor [s]
Hidden Vigor [s] x Clenching Hearts [m] = Clenching Vigor [m]

[>>]My heart pounds for, none
[<<]My life has designed, Clenching Vigor
[>>]My soul resides, Dark Forest
[<<]Dare you classify me, King of the Dark Alliance
[>>]I daresay I can trust, none
[<<]My daggers will take you down, none

[>>]I have taken down, 13 Sun-kissers
[<<]The pitiful fools who desire to tie, none
[>>]My luckless battles reside with, Divinitive Desire [l/m]

[<<]Coming Soon

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