That is me in my regular state of being. My mother was a vampire and my father was a demon. Mostly the king of demons, So I call him the devil. He killed my mom when I was ten and I killed him when I was 15, which is the first time I met him. My brothers are the four horsemen of the apocalypse for a world that I used to live on. But when I became Princess of Death they tried to make me stay in Hell, So I came to this world. I could also live in Purgatory...but I hate it there cause there is no one to talk to except for the weary.
That is me in cat demon form. My hair is a lot darker now though. That pic was taken when I was ten. I am now 18 but look 15. Cool right? But No one has gotten close enough, or gotten me angry enough to take a picture of me in my full vamire form.... and no one will either. I have black feathered wings and my fangs are rzor sharp. If you really piss me off then my tail turns into a razor blade and my ears turn into sharp horns. My wings turn into silver daggers too....It is really scary and painful...
