Gaston
Gaston was a former soldier turned hunter for his village in France, after the wars but before the plague. When the beautiful young women of his village began disappearing he went to investigate. In the forest he was walking through, he stepped over the stem of a wild rose and it turned from summer, to winter, and then to summer again in the space of his crossing. Though taken aback, he kept marching forward hacking through the bushes and the brambles until he finaly found a castle in the wintry realm within the thorns. The strange castle had living furniture made from the young women of his village and was ruled by a creature that was either a Princely-dressed wild beast-man or an ill-mannered and beastly Princeling depending on what side of the "bed" he woke up on. On that trip he narrowly escaped the thing that was there, and hours after he led a mob to kill the beast, and on that night his life would change.
As he led the mob through the castle the women of the village, turned to furiture reluctantly fought them thinning there numbers tillonly him and a few other were left. He crept up the castle till he got to the top of the tower where him and the beast fought what felt like an hour was only minutes, then the fight endded on the roof of the tower as the slate roof fell and then the beast capitalised on the oppertunity kicking gaston off the roof, falling what felt like hundreds of feet he landed broken back on the hill he couldnt make enought sound to call anybody so they left him for dead as he bled on the hill the second chapter of his life soon began. What felt like hours later his life flashing before his eyes he got pulled down into the earth, where a vampire slept the vampire fed on Gaston and fed him vitae and he became a ghoul.
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