GothyGalVeeVee

"Beneath a sky where even the stars had long since withered, I was born. Not by the grace of gods, nor by the gentle hand of fate, nor from sorrow older than the earth itself. My mother was a daughter of the blood moon, a creature whose footsteps turned fields to frost."

"My father was conjured from the dark between worlds, a demon whose laughter could silence the bravest hearts. From such bitter roots I bloomed. I was neither demon nor vampire in full measure. I was a child. The world had no name for so quiet a heresy, a secret it preferred to forget."

"And so I was abandoned to the crumbling halls of memory. I wandered through the ruins of what once was, through empty chapels heavy with dust, through rooms drowned in endless twilight, past mirrors that reflected nothing at all. Time, that slow and patient warden, wore away at my voice, at my face, at the fragile thread of hope I once dared to carry."

"Dreams became echoes and wishes withered to ash. How many centuries passed, I cannot say. I remember only the aching hush that filled the spaces where laughter should have lived, the silent longing for a hand that never reached, a voice that never called."

"And yet, somewhere deep within the hollow chambers of my heart, a small and stubborn ember refused to die. It is that ember which draws me now into the light of your world. Mild and brilliant to conquer, not to command, but simply to be seen, to be known."

"I am Veevee, a child of shadow and sorrow, a relic of a world that never wanted me. If you find me, be gentle."