appears as though he was born 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖗𝖙𝖞-𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖊 years ago but is actually 𝖆𝖑𝖒𝖔𝖘𝖙 𝖙𝖜𝖔 𝖍𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖗𝖊𝖉, he is a 𝖛𝖆𝖒𝖕𝖎𝖗𝖊 who lives in 𝖆𝖘𝖍𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖊 and is 𝖚𝖓𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖑𝖔𝖞𝖊𝖉. he looks an awful lot like 𝖇𝖊𝖓 𝖇𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖊𝖘, but once looked a lot like 𝖈𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖎𝖆𝖓 𝖒𝖚𝖗𝖕𝖍𝖞.
“all this time I was a wolf and you tried to imagine me into a sheep.”
LESS BOY THAN RAVENOUS BEAST
Valentin emerged into the world with a powerful wail , an indignant cry for more that could never be satiated . Perhaps because he was built for more than the universe was immediately prepared to offer . Born the offspring of two laborers who struggled , and often failed , to secure even the bare necessities Valentin’s early life was anything but easy though he’d never admit as much . He learned early on the easiest way to keep from getting bullied in the schoolyard was to turn his classmates on each other . He was everyone’s friend and no one’s . They adored him , he tolerated them .
A precursor for the coming years .
Early in his adolescence Valentin began to distance himself from his lineage . His father berated him for not following in his footsteps , for his refusal to dirty his hands with work deemed beneath himself . To acquaintances he was a darling boy , the perfect son clean and polished ( they couldn’t see the imagined eye rolls behind a dimpled smile or the fingers crossed behind his back ) . At the tender age of eighteen fate took mercy and offered everything he could’ve dreamed on a silver platter in the form of charlotte bolton : heiress to a long line of politicians and socialites and smitten immediately ( her with him and Valentin with the idea of what she could offer him ) . It wasn’t hard to convince her they were cut from the same cloth - he had that same vacancy in his eye her daddy had and the same gnawing , voracious appetite for affluence and power .
They wed the following summer and for the first time the cavity deep within him was gorged SILENT for a while … ‘til the novelty of it all faded , ‘til the political humdrum became monotonous and Valentin decided he was no longer content - HE NEEDED MORE . That very same need drove him into his sire’s waiting arms with promises of power , strength , influence , time the likes of which he couldn’t begin to imagine and , unlike Valentin , they delivered on their promise even if it did come with a set of fangs to echo the monstrosity already in him .
Once again that voracious part of him fell silent as Valentin used and abused this new gift , gaining more status and doing away with those in his way - a tragedy what happened to his young wife and in-laws . When he became bored with climbing societal hierarchies Valentin took to exploring this new side of himself , testing limits and capabilities . He sired numerous progenies some out of curiosity others for mere boredom . It wasn’t until he discovered other creatures of the night that he began experimenting - without much success mind you ‘til she came along .
Valentin was aware of the risks , took precautions calling in debts and favors owed , bracing for numerous unfavorable scenarios so when one did occur he had a backup but how was he to anticipate the side effects …
“what power did he attain when settling in opulence?”
Like the serpent that slithers surreptitiously through the garden - sibilating saccharine lies that ooze honey - thick like molasses dripping from an illusive tongue , Valentin has never struggled with getting those around him to do exactly as he wants , knowingly or otherwise : a methodical arranging of pieces / a board orchestrated with painstaking care so the game concludes precisely as he anticipates but since settling in Opulence something has changed . What once required several nudges in the right direction takes but a single sentence , easy as flicking on a light switch , those around him are especially eager to do his bidding or lend their aid .
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