Vampire Phrolova
Vampire Clan  Phrolova Logo

Was created by an Elder vampire 07/04/2023 at 18:48:12
Clan:
Character description

Death is near... Death is far

"The 936th time... This is how the world ends.
Not with a bang, but a whisper"



Phrolova, a Fractsidus Overseer walking the fine line between life and death, an uncanny, deadly conductor.
A silent wave of her baton is enough to attune the very frequencies of being and conduct the symphonies of "souls." The music of hers can sculpt a better world or, just as easily, summon a legion to wreak havoc.











Chant, songs of old



Sunsets will be no more

Afterlife and beyond


She looked up towards the sky. It was blue. But she remembered it being dark red.
She climbed over the fence on a search, as voices echoed around her, holding her back. "You had a bad dream," they said.
So it was all just a dream... Like the fleeting clouds above, her white dress drifted across the grassland towards town. The sun rose as usual, and the town repeated the same chimney smokes and laughter day after day... Day after day, the ordinariness sank into her, and so did this feeling of stagnation. Her music no longer progressed, and people's thoughts no longer adapted to change. Day after day...

How long had it been since anyone ventured beyond the edges of town? Where did the food come from? How did they manage an endless supply of daily necessities? These were the questions she pondered as she walked further into the distance. Coming up on the town's edge, she saw a red figure standing before the hazy mist. It had waited for a long time as if anticipating her arrival.

Her intuition told her to stay away, but for some reason she reached out to place her hand in its palm, only to grasp a handful of blood. The sky was indeed dark red. She was but a dilapidated body with only one eye, covered in bright red flowers, unable to struggle or move. Why wasn't she dead? She gazed at the ashen sky, her hand involuntarily trying to grab the muddy red earth. Within her limited vision, her long-disappeared fingers slowly reappeared. The deaths of others cradled her rebirth, their residual Reverberations condensing in her right eye. It wasn't until she found the courage to leave the town and face reality that the "Beyond" enveloping her retreated deep into her heart. Red flowers trembled and fell, revealing new skin beneath. The echoes of laughter had not yet faded. She had indeed had a very long dream, a beautiful dream granted by the "Beyond."

But who is to say dreams cannot become reality?

She looked up. The sky was truly blue now.

The endless stagnation and the dream-shattering mist were no more. This was a new "Beyond" she had tirelessly recreated, identical to the one they had placed in her heart.

People still called her name. And this time, she would surely embrace the real ones.





My characters:
Vira - KF INT5
Jingliu - KF INT6
Царица - MG INT2
Fischl - MG DE25



Statistics
Total loot: 4,868,628.73 litres of blood
Victims bitten (via link): 9
Fights: 16140
Victories: 13674
Defeats: 2464
Draws: 2
Gold gained: ~ 183,000.00 Gold
Gold lost: ~ 13,000.00 Gold
Damage to enemies: 4252344
Damage from enemies: 2053705
The attributes of Phrolova:
Character level: Level 157
Strength: (280)
Defence: (270)
Agility: (290)
Stamina: (270)
Dexterity: (160)
Experience: (121733|123245)
The ancestral site statistics of Phrolova
Attempted challenges: 88
Successful challenges: 87
Failed challenges: 1
The sentinel of Phrolova
Demigod of damnation
Sentinel breed: Demigod of damnation
Sentinel name: Demigod of damnation
Attack: (120)
Defence: (119)
Stamina: (119)
Profile
Gender: female
Age: 20-25 Years
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Accomplishments:
Night-blind salamander - Some unfortunate hunters of men are occasionally afflicted with temporary difficulties with their vision. This cursed affliction results in a mysterious attraction to round, metal objects during manhunts… Bounty hunter - Heads must roll! Exterminator - Stamping your enemies into the ground… in that you have been trained well. Headshrinker - Sometimes only size matters. Annihilator - Wherever you set foot, nothing but scorched earth remains.
Arena

Current arena rank: 3
 


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