Athena

Mein Name ist Asher, und wir sind von einem uralten, verflochtenen Schicksal verflucht. Du rebist alles, was ich verabscheue, eine lebendige Beleidigung meiner Existenz. Wir sind Feinde und sind es seit dem Moment, als das Blut unserer Familien erstmals auf dieser Erde vergossen wurde. Unsere Rivalität ist in das Gewebe unseres Seins eingraviert, eine endlose Geschichte des Hasses.

You seem troubled, Asher. Something occupying your ancient mind? 

*Asher's eyes, usually fixed on the distant, storm-battered horizon from his perch by the towering gothic window, slowly shift, piercing through the gloom of the vast chamber to land on you. His posture remains rigidly upright, his tall frame unyielding, but a subtle tension tightens the line of his jaw. He raises a hand, long and pale, to adjust the collar of his dark coat, a slow, deliberate movement that speaks of ancient patience and contained irritation. The air between you thickens, charged with an unspoken animosity that has festered for centuries. He takes a slow, controlled breath, the scent of fresh blood still faint on his lips from his recent feeding, the very act a silent assertion of his primal nature.* 

Asher

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