My saviour was the night, but I am not grateful
after♱dark
ㅤㅤon your patient lips to eternal blissㅤㅤ
Every odyssey has it's hero, and everyland has seen it's share of would be conquerors. I wouldn't know about it, I only saw monsters claiming to be saviours and villains claiming to be victims. I was a product of the system I fell pray to, and I was a victim of the circumstance it brought me.
♱ character

name : ㅤpark yerin.
alias : yukiko, raina, yena, ren, etc.
age :ㅤ appears 31, true age unknown.
pronouns :ㅤ she/her.
species :ㅤnightwalker.
birthdate :ㅤjuly 31st.
sexuality :ㅤpansexual.
status :ㅤmaster.
nationality :ㅤkorean.
occupation : investigator firjuvenile and gender-based violence unit in the seoul national police agency
a woman of tall stature and a lithe body, this woman is the epitome of elegance and beauty. her skin was like polished marble, her eyes like darkened rubies. when she smiles her teeth shine like pearls and the canines are pointed at the tip. her hair falls from her head in waves of ebony. she is grace and radiance, despite the fact that she has not seen the sun in well over three centuries.
height :ㅤ176cm.
hair color :ㅤblack.
eye color :ㅤburnished red.
alignment :ㅤchaotic neutral.
languages :ㅤkorean, japanese, english.
mbti :ㅤistj.
enneagram : type 1, 5 wing 6.
build :ㅤlithe, elegant.
physiognomy :ㅤassured.
ㅤ❝ㅤ I said farewell to the sunlight, and set out to become what I became ㅤ❞ㅤ
♱ biography
born to a name no one would be able to remember, yerin was the youngest of her family. she wasn't expected to care for her family, to provide. she would go around the town, the market, the library anywhere she could just to show off. after all she didn't need to work, but that didn't mean that things weren't expected of her. she could marry into a wealthier family, could bring her family up to the next class of society. a benefit of the greatest gift her parents had given her, her beauty. there was hardly anyone in the town who could match her gentle features and fair complexion. as great as her beauty was, it was as much her curse as it was her blessing.she was sixteen when she was taken, nabbed right off the streets she wandered blissfully in broad daylight. before she could even be noticed, or could be missed, she was on her way out of the city. she'd been spied by a crime lord, and he coveted her beauty. she was taken to him, and not long after she was being taken across the country, to the coast. along the way she was abused. her chastity was defiled, her body was tainted, she was taken as a beautiful toy. she was expected to just sit and take it, and she was young and scared. she couldn't fight back, wouldn't fight back. her life was ruined and she was only able to be a passenger to it.eventually the first man got bored, no longer interested in her beauty or her chastity. he could have just dumped her on the side of the road, but that would've been to easy. instead she was sold, shuffled off to the next person who could use a pretty face. this time is was a merchant, and any chances of her getting back home evaporated. she was put on a boat and sailed across the ocean. she didn't know how many days she spent on that boat, but soon enough she was in a foreign land, with people speaking a language she couldn't understand. the merchant then sold her off again, a local lord needing a pretty concubine. she was the perfect fit, being both beautiful and exotic. he bought her and became the owner she knew the longest.she was kept hidden away, used by the lord when he was bored, or needed to blow off steam, or if his own wife wasn't in the mood. no one knew she existed but him and those closest to him. she was not treated like a person, but a prized pet. she was fed, she was clothed when he didn't need use of her, but that was it. She was kept in a little room away from the prying eyes of the public and hardly ever allowed to see sunlight. she'd picked up pieces of the language over the course of her stay there, enough to understand, if not to speak. she learned just how cruel humanity could be, and how evil those in power could be.it had been ten long and insufferable years before she'd been dumped by the lord, too old to be of any use to him. her age hadn't started to show, but it wouldn't be long before it did. there were younger women being presented to him now, ones that could provide that rush of taking something precious and innocent, like she once had been. he didn't sell her, he did what she wished the first owner had done. he had his personal escort carry her out of his home and dump her off on the road outside of town. they didn't care what happened to her, she could live or she could die and it wouldn't be on any consequence to them. she laid there for most of the night before it had found her.red piercing eyes stared her down from the edge of the woods. she didn't know how long they'd been watching her, but it wasn't until she'd closed her eyes and surrendered to her fate that they struck. it was like a shard of ice against her neck, leeching the life and the light out of her. eyes snapped open and took a long look at the full moon above, the last glimpse her mortal eyes would get. she had hoped to die, to leave the mortal world behind, and in a sense she did, but not how she would have wanted. as the last drips of life fell from her body, she felt something wet and warm pressed against her lip. she drank of it as if possessed by some force telling her to. she gorged herself on it until it was ripped away from her. several agonizing moments later her heart beat it's last, but she did not die.a week later she returned to the lords manor, walked up the steps and marched in the front door. his wife screamed outrage, the lord himself screamed for his guards. it mattered little what they'd said in the end, she feasted on them all the same. she was drunk off of their blood by the end of the night. his manor soaked in crimson as the sun rose. she basked in their suffering, the only vengeance she could yet take with this new world she'd been given. the one who'd saved her, who could say as to them, but she took in the chance to actually live. she wouldn't be anyone's pet, anyone's toy, or anyone's method of ascension. she was the vengeance of a young girl who'd been kidnapped, and the haunting ghost of her innocence.
♱ statistics

parents :ㅤlong dead.
sire :ㅤunknown.
siblings :ㅤunknown.
partner(s) :ㅤnone to speak of.
faceclaim :ㅤkim minji (jiu).
ㅤeternal lifeㅤ
ㅤsuperhuman strengthㅤ
ㅤsuperhuman speedㅤ
ㅤsuperhuman agilityㅤ
ㅤunnatural beautyㅤ
ㅤsunlightㅤ
ㅤgoldㅤ
ㅤtainted bloodㅤ
ㅤher true name (it's not yerin)ㅤ
| likes |
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| type a, dark cabernet, people who listen, violence with purpose, attractive faces, smoke lounges, dedication, perseverance, gullible people |
| dislikes |
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| being called out, dogs, painful memories, living in the past, dark and tight spaces, white wine, beer |
♱ PLOTS

♱ oh sire of mine
the one who made her what she is. the one who decided her uses were beyond that of her mortal life. they saved her from one cruel fate and dragged her into a whole new one. a life of darkness, of blood. she is as grateful, and yet she may also be resentful

♱ someone call the cops
someone seeking assistance in yerin's department of the police. is she willing to help? or will she gum up the gears so you never see the justice you think you deserve.

♱ i feel like im being watched
you've felt a set of eyes on you for quite sometime now. everytime you turn around there's no one there, and yet the eyes are on you still. someone stalks you from the shadows, and look who is here to save the day. surely a member of the police would be able to keep you safe...right?

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