|:.Statistics.:|

Name: Xyromaru
Alias: Xy
Age: Unknown - Mostly Immortal
Gender: Stallion
Species: Demon/Vampire
Herd: The Hellion Herd (Lead)/The Magischer Herd/Aanarinn/The Haunted Carousel Herd/Shadowed Spirits Herd
Parents: Deceased
Mate: Flore
Children: Helena and Opaque
Appearance: Look at pic above. (If you can't see, his eyes are an icy blue)
Abilities: Black Magic, Psychic, Telekinetic (able to move things with the mind), Bluemist and Redmist

|:.History.:|

It didn't begin well. My sister Kyri and I were taken to an asylum when we were very young. Kyri's cause was her constant twitch and unbalanced pace. Mine was that I hallucinated sightings of the devil when I was alone.

Once we were there, things didn't go smoothly. The cells were small, dangerous, and dirty with cobwebs and diseased rats running around. Just out of spite, the doctors or nurses seperated us because they knew full well that Kyri started screaming when she couldn't see me.

In my seperate cell, there was a small pit of lava as well as a spinning wheel with jagged edges. I was young, and when I first examined it, I nearly cut my muzzle off. As for the lava... I was pushed into it so many times without getting burned that I developed a strong immunity to it.

I don't even know what they did to my sister. The inmate neighboring us, Cannibal, was probably the most insane one in the whole asylum. He constantly screamed and banged his cell door and scraped his hooves down the wall to create screeching noises that I think was purposely done to annoy the doctors... since they came running down the halls, entered his cell, and all I heard after that was bone-chilling shrieking.

We were there for a long time. All I knew was darkness and cold. I forgot what the sun looked or felt like, and I hadn't seen a single blade of grass. I don't remember how, but Kyri had been toying with the locks for the millionth time and I heard a snap and a gasp. Looking to her, I was met with a gaze of pure triumph.

She had gotten us out. We escaped our cell, but a whimper held Kyri back. Turning around, I sighed when she looked at Canny with her round opts... but yes, she released the psycho too. The three of us silently got through the guards and the entrance doctors. We were, after all those isolated years, free.

We went our seperate ways, into different herds, making different friends. After a while I met a mare named Flore that would later become my mate... and our daughter is Helena.
Only with my mate can I live. And so I live.

|:.Likes/Hates.:|

|:.Likes.:|

Flo, Helena, and Opaque
Blood
Lightning
Thunder
Rain
Running
Flying

|:.Hates.:|

Disease
Weakness
Slow Speeds
Depression
Losing Fights
My parents
Death

|:.Aquaintances.:|

Fale: This is a rather amusing stallion. I met him while on an assassination mission to kill a black stallion with red skulls scattered among his pelt because he had been tormenting one of my bravest warrior mares. It was pretty funny; Fale didn't seem the least bit scared of me being a demon or my appearance. At first he was sharp-witted and annoyingly wise. But now he decided to follow me in the hunt for the torturing stallion, and I've finally decided that he isn't such a pest anymore :P. Even though he is a monk *shudder* Don't ask how a Demon could befriend a monk, but... whatever. Hopefully he can fight, or I'll have to protect his life along with mine. *twitch*

|:.Enemies.:|

At least I don't have any of these. Well, I /would/ put my father and mother here, but they're dead so I won't bother.

|:.Love.:|

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Flore: She is the one. The one I searched for when I began believing love could be real, the one who ahs been with me ever since I first escaped the asylum. Though shifted through several appearances, she gets more beautiful each time and now I can't even describe what I feel about her. So much happiness and love is what I feel when I'm with her, and by her side I will stay.

|:.Foals.:|

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Helena: My daughter. She's a Demon Vampire, like me. *sigh* She's a dark and moody young mare. She's mysterious and doesn't talk much, and perfers to be with me, her mother, or alone. I'm not sure if anyone will ever understand her odd ways... she's so distant...

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Opaque: This is my son whom I had discovered was in existence some time after he was born, when I was in the Shadowed Spirits herd and he and his mother happened to be there as well. As far as I can tell he is shy, but I know he is good and I intend to teach him how to fight well.

|:.Clones.:|

NOTE: Please know that Xy has extra black around his eyes, and that they are ICY BLUE. (Yeah, the adopt has them gray, I will change them soon) And also he has feathering on his legs and on his stockings there are WHITE GOULISH MARKINGS. Sank joo. :P