Blood drips from my legs: blood of mine, and blood of others. Through all my sins and killings, it has stayed with me. The blood of the dead and the blood of the undead. Mine.

» A deathly gaze «

A lupe. Or... what is it? Blood-tipped wings stretch skywards... are they in hope of heaven, or denial of hell? The charcoal lupe takes a step forward, revealing his blood-dipped front forelegs, and as he swishes his tail, you notice more markings. You shiver, trying to pull your jacket closer. But the most disturbing of all is his eyes. Pure whites pupils. You gawk for a few more moments before deciding to do something. Something drastic! Like... oh, there's no time to think, just act! You think many thoughts, but your voice barely comes out when it's your turn to speak.

guest: Who... who are you...?
Kraigiss: -he chuckles- Who am I? I am Kraigiss. And what is this... drastic measure you were so keen on speaking? Hmm?
You recoil, taken aback by his blunt words. Drastic? How did he-
Kraigiss: How do I know? Oh, m'dear, I know plenty... I know how to kill, how to murder, as well as how to fry a chicken in three different ways. I can read your mind, and I can speak many languages. Latin, German, Spanish, French... just to name a few. I know how to snatch an oncoming arrow out of the air, and how to project my voice into your mind. I can project my voice in your dreams, your thoughts... I can alter your memories and use telikinesis. After 560 years of walking the earth, I have come to know many things, and know many people...
Kraigiss stares off sadly into the distance, and you are suddenly seeing a flicker of his memories. Death. Despair. A gun, fired, a gun... You blink, and suddenly, you are no longer remembering. You fall to the ground, unable to speak.
guest: But who are you?
Kraigiss: I am death itself- the bringer of death, the killer... the one who cleanses the earth of both good and bad. I am both dead and alive, but more dead then alive. I have the physical properties of a living being, but the spiritual properties of one who never lived before.
You shiver once more, looking sideways at the lupe. Sensing your unease, he asks you slowly,
Kraigiss: Do you wish for me to leave?
You are surprised, for he did not project his voice by means of his vocal chords, but sent it into your mind... You shake your head, and mumble an apology.
guest: No... Might I... hear more...?

» Everyone has a BEGINNING «

Everything has a beginning,
no matter how miniscule and seemingly inanimate
there is a beginning and end to everything.


A wise man told me that once. Everyone has a begginning. To life? Not I, for I do not live. My spirit is trapped between life and death, and thus, I cannot die. Not until I truly find happiness.

I was born in Africa. A strange place, indeed. Animals and neopets mixed freely there, assimilating one another in a friendly enviornment. But I, unfortunatly, was not born in that time of happiness. My mother was the survivor of a giant AIDs outbreak. Her whole village- dead. Did I have something to do with it, I often wonder? Could I really kill before I was even born into this deathly life?

She survived because she somehow escaped the disease. Many there were uneducated- they did not know anything. My mother, luckily, did. I was born into a world of death. Everything around me was dead. From the grass to the neopets strewn around.

My mother. Who was she? She died shortly after giving birth to my step sister. And my father. Who was he? I do not know, and I never want to know. Anyone I suspect is my father I killed immediatly. Their descendants; hunted. This is my punishment. The question- who was he? Plagues me for many years. Five hundred fifty one years I have wondered. And for thoe five hundred fifty one years, I have never known. I do not deserve to know.

For every person I murder, I am damned further into the pits of hell. My hell is here. Earth. Life. Death. I can never die- I know that now. I have been brutally murdered many times, but I have never died. I have scars to prove my existence was not a happy one.

But the true pain comes from heartbreak. I once loved a beautiful lupess. Her heart was as pure as a warm summers day, and her fur was as soft as silk. Satin, velvet, cashmere... and it's beautiful soft toned colours of white... she was amazing, and I really did love her. But I can never truly love.

I never meant to kill her. It was all an accident. But she died, and left me with a mark that shall never fade away. I cried, but not tears. Tears of blood. And as eternal punishment, she rewarded me with a gash on my muzzle. And those tears... they remain as my constant reminder that love can never be.

Everyone has a BEGINNING...
some just don't want to END






» Family «

That's my sister, Seilama, my younger sister. She is know as the Daylight Dancer, or the Bringer of life. She is always bathed in a warm glow of soft yellow light, reminding the world there is good nearby. Both of us were born with a purpose, and each took us in a different direction.





» Friends «

Greda is an amazing aisha- though her -ahem-active-ahem- lifestyle can be a bit... annoying, she is still wonderful. She's pretty cute, and sometimes a bit klutzy, so it's fun being around her. Do I love her? Or was that a one time thing? Who knows- that cold day, when death was all I saw, there she was, more beautiful then anything I've ever known.




» Hidden Away «

name Kraigiss
pronounced Kray-gISS
alias Kraig
species Lupe
origin African
age 560 years (human)
gender Male
pelt Black/ Grey
eyes none/ white
markings skull tatoo on both shoulders, blood dipped tail, ears, paws.
wings black and maroon, blood tipped


birthdate o6/o6/1744
place africa
father unknown
mother jatsuki
siblings seilama
mate none
crush gredaluna
pups none


» this is ME «

» Likes «
» Those who accept death easily
» Those with patience
» People who can put themselves in other peoples shoes
» Those who can adapt well to carious situations
» Quiet people (I'll make an exception for Greda...)
» Nature
» Silver
» Nighttime & the Night sky
» Comfortable Silence
» Dislikes «
Sorrow «
Those who lie to others, as well as themselves «
People who try too hard, and people that don't try at all «
Thieves. As well as art thieves. «
Prank callers «
Sloth, and silly people who try to 'take over the world.' «
Gold «
Those who use the -disallowed_word-naanbreadisbest13)
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