♤~ I'm No Longer a Bird in a Cage to be Admired.... But a Devil you should Fear ~♤
Hello and Welcome to this small corner of hell.
I am the author and owner of this blog, you amy refer to me as Lost. This is a place where you may interact with Kritanta Ace. {Formerly Anastasia Zaitsev}
This is a way to be closer and feel more like Kritanta themself. A small note, please keep in mind that I, Lost, am a D.I.D system, and occasionally may be MIA or typing style may change. It is sporadic, I try to keep a control and stay in front but things dont always work out. Do be mindful of this information please.
OOC I will type in pink, any other color may be Kritanta. Notable Red and Blue are her colors. Which part of her however is for you all to decipher.
Basic Background Info:
Kritanta is dead. A spirit if you will. This account is set after everything in her life has taken place. Think of it as if someone was brought back and is reflecting on their life. Not fully alive but not dead either. Memories all intact.
Born as Anastasia Zaitsev in the late 1800s roughly. Russian father an infamous Yuri Zaitsev, and a sweet doll of a mother, a half Scandinavian half English woman known as Astrid. Last name not important. The two had twins, Levi and Anastasia Zaitsev. Astrid dying only 2 years after their birth. Prompting Yuei to move from the estate in England, to their manor in Italy.
Yuri was a stone cold father, harsh, cruel. His children lived in fear. Eventually, Anastasia and Levi were too much. Anastasia was sent off to Switzerland at a boarding school to become a "proper lady."
It broke her. She was no longer the bright lively spirit.. And so when she returned her beother noticed. And together plotted a plan that ended in Yuri dead, Levi the new head of the mafia family that Yuri was running. Anastasia at his side. Both only 16.
At 18 her brother allowed her to have an outing for their birthday as she was tired of being couped up.
At a bar/caffe she met Ferixo. It was one night. One night and she fell in love. Promised were given to her. A night in bed with him. The first and only ever experience with a man. Then he was gone, stack if cash on the bedside table. Anastasia heartbrokenly left like she was nothing more than a prostitute.
9 months later, Anastasia had a son. Ferixo's obviously, named him Ajax. He was deemed the Zaitsev Bastard.
Twice a year at the beginning/end of each year of each of the heads of the different crime damiles. Night of truce. To exchange Intel, announce any info. Protect one another and plot each others downfalls. Anastasia absent from meetings dor months returning barely a day after Ajax was born. Ferixo denied her. Denied his son. Left. Chose another.
Fast forward 8 years. Levi Zaitsev and Anastasia fight. Ending in Anastasia half blind a scar over her eye and Levi being dead. Anastasia was a woman, no faith she had what it would take. Diminished. Demeaned. Slandered like a whore.
And so. Anastasia Zaitsev was dead. And Kritanta Ace was the new Zaitsev head. Have cut her short, one sidee being shaved {more so on accident at first}, spending entended hours in the sun to change her appearance, wrapping bandages around her chest to flatten it. Turning herself into what looked like a deadly male persona. Kritanta.
Kritanta acquired tigers, two. One large white male named Ghost, her favorite that followed her everywhere. It was a symbol of power, to drive fear into others. Becoming the most feared within the city, eventually spanning to be feared outside the city. Known as a man to not be crossed...
Until a police raid, Ajax was 17. The charade had been going for 11 years. A woman of prestige no more, rather a faux man striking fear into everyone around him. But, a raid. A slit to her own throat. Hurling herself off a building. "Youll never take me alive!"
..there is more to the story... But you will have to work to learn the rest, to learn the true identity and full details of the events of her life.
Good Luck in serviving Kritanta.
RULES.
~ Please do not interact if youre under 16. This blog will have heavy, gruesome and dark themes.
~ On that note, please do not make anything 18+ as I am not yet 18 {give it 250 days} though you are free to interact just keep that in mind.
~ Be respectful to ME and others. If you wish to be disrespectful to KRITANTA you may. But be warned there will be a bite back
~ Racism, Discrimination, Pedophilia, Zoophilia, Necrophilia, Incest apologists Ableists, Xenophobes, anyone looking to interact in an NSFW way, anyone wanting to cause drama, harassers, doxxers, people trying to do illegal shit please please PLEASE STAY OFF OF THIS BLOG. I DONT WANT HATE. I DONT WANT TO DEAL WITH YOU. {Note: if there is anything you are confused of regarding this you may message me privately}
~ This blog is filled with angst, hurt with no comfort, hurt WITH comfort, LGBTQ+, and other topics that will be heavy and fall into trigger warning categories. We have blood, guts, and gore galore. Knuckled, Guns, knives oh my! Kritanta is a Mafia leader, therefore she has all the things that come with it. You have been warned here.
~ You are free to send in asks as well as messages but please try to keep it again, not 18+ I do not wish to get myself or anyone into legal trouble.
If need be I will add more rules and guidelines! Please do not make me however.
