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Mikhail doesn't have a room. He comes and goes too much, so he sleeps on the couch sometimes.


This one is a hard one to write about. He is not a vampire. Mikhail is a human born from a family of witches. He can do a trick or two, but that's it. He was just lucky or unlucky enough to live with people who had great power and had given him the gift (or curse) of immortality. He has more or less 700 years now, but who is counting? Mikhail's greatest power is his music. He plays several instruments and is also a composer. His family has a lot of money (like, A LOT), but lately he is trying to stay away. He does some side gigs, like a pole dancer, to get by.


Mikhail has a really dark side, he is self-destructive and a drug addicted. He often flirts with death. That's why he likes to hang around vampires. His blood is also extra delicious for them, so it's a win-win. 


Fun fact: he has a sweet tooth <3


My boyfriend saw an art that I made from Mikhail once and wrote this:

My life's like a Rob Zombie song. You know what I mean, a bit electric, husky, somewhere between desperate and sexy.
Yesterday was something new, though.
I had just taken off from work -- and by taken off, I mean the motherfuckers fired me by no reason.
Anyway, I was walking under the marquises cus ain't no fucking trees and the sun declared war to my very existence.
Then a car passed me, buzzing like a fly made out of light and metal. Won't lie, that freaked the shit out of me cus it was too close.
I lost my job but didn't wanna die. So I figured I should get a shortcut through the park to avoid the maniac traffic.
I don't like the park -- there's an old cracked pavement, lots of herbs and strange smells. And so many trees sometimes you can't even see the sky.
Once I got fogged by shadows and all that night noises buzzing about, I regret my decision. You see, the sun was going out, and that place was getting darker and darker.
It didn't take long to regret my decision. You see, I stumble with someone already know to me. Someone I haven't seen in a long time.
The fucking wicked one.
That's right, the Devil.

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