Native to the lands of Rhy'Din, born and raised in the slums. His mother was a common whore and his father was a infamous criminal. Being an only child, he was treated like nothing more than a burden. Very little love and affection was ever shown, his mother was extremely hateful, he was brought up around gangs, drugs, and violence as an everyday occurance. His father was sentenced to life in prison not long after he was born, through he never made it as one of his partners in crime made sure he never stepped foot inside an institution. Murdered, while Michael was only a small child.

His mother took to mainly selling herself, drugs, and whatever stolen properties she could get her hands on. She danced part time at underground strip clubs, although more often than not she was too strung out on drugs to even do that. She thought of nothing else besides getting her next fix, leaving Michael to fend for himself. Constantly, he was left to the world of men without anyone for guidance or support.

Not long after Michael began to get hair certain areas he left that small smoke-filled studio apartment. Never turning back he took to the sreets, following in his father footsteps. It was no chore for him, the life of crime, it came natural. Some say it was in his blood, due to his upbringing, though it eventually caught up with him. He spent many nights watching women dance and perform in nudity, drugs, violence, it all came with the show. He was a spitting image of his father from what his old timers had told him, though deep down inside Michael had no respect for his father nor his mother. He was just hateful as they were, if not more. Why would they bring him up in this world to leave him to fend for himself? He took the company of several ladies on a nightly basis, he was definately no stranger in the romance department.

On the streets, learning to use people and places were nothing but advantages. His charm and charismatic nature attracted people to him, though little did they know, his only intent was use them as pawns in a bigger scheme. Michael's criminal career was not long lived. The doors being kicked in by Rhy'dins best law enforcement was quickly becoming a regular thing. After several bouts with the judicial system, he eventually ended up spending four years inside a minimum security prison. Upon his release, healthier than before, wiser than before. He immediately tracked down the prosectuting attorney, slipped an icepick into her skull from underneath her chin.

That same night, he found the judge who sentenced him; performed a home invasion, murdered his two sons infront of both him and his wife, raped his twelve year old daughter, then murdered his wife. Using the same icepick he used on the prosecutor, he stuck in the judges eye and left him there to bleed out. Kidnapping the judges daughter, Michael then went on a four month run throughout the realm. It was said to be one of the biggest manhunts around, he surrendered himself and was then sentenced to life without parole in a maximum security prison.

It is unknown to this day as to how Michael set foot off that property. No one truly knows if he escaped or if he was released. And of course, he doesn't dare discuss it. Though not dedicated in returning to the life of crime, he wandered the streets for a short while before coming into contact with others like himself. He met a Vampire and began to wander about with him, making several more contacts as a result of this man. Networking began to be a common thing, though it wasn't crime they were after, more so seductions, kidnappings, and murderous behaviors.

And yet again, an assassination attempt was tried and Michael was the Victor. Michael was soon asked to become a member of a organized crime syndicate, he did just that. However he joined, as he was only half italian and not full fblooded. Though he climbed the ranks rather quickly, and soon became the Bosses right hand man, cleaning up the messes and doing all of the dirty work no one else wanted to do. Soon enough, Michael grew bored and quit the family, and of course, with most oragnized crime faculties, they attempted to kill him.

Of course, they were unsuccessful and Michael proved the Victor.

It wasn't long after meeting the Vampire did Michael learn that he was going to sire him, and very quickly after he learned did he ask him into the life of Vampirism. He did as Michael asked and assured him he would have no regrets. Being Sired into the House of de'Sane and transforming into a new super natural being, Micheal took to his own again. Leaving behind yet another chance of family and brotherhood. Destined to a life of solitude, and now for eternity. He left the realm of Rhy'din for a short time and came upon another pinnacle turning point.

After Michael was sired, another assassination attempt, and another failure.

Several years have passed most of his glory; He was older, somewhat wiser. Not so fast to fall for the old tricks of foolish games. He lives by a simple motto; He does not dance with fools nor drink devils piss. — Michael was aged and mellowed. Finding comfort within solitude though enjoying his time spent reading and writing. Bloodshed is no longer a part of his daily activity as it once was, however training never slows a stead. He is not a full time CEO for a reputable security firm and an acting member within several guilds which are not on the main stream of Rhy'din.

He prefers the silence over the constant chaos he once embraced.

(( Looking for old Roleplayers to get back in the swing of things. Been a long time since I jumped into the RPGs. ))

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