Tsumi_Asano

Name: Tsumi Asano.
Age: Ancient, Physically 23.
Species: Ancient Pure Vampire.
Place of Origin: Unknown.
Height: 5'2".
Weight: 60lbs. Though she feels much heavier.
Breasts: 28C.
Waist/Hips: 25inch/27inch.
Occupation: Noble Woman.
Orientation: Has lived long enough to know that anyone is fair game either romantically or as food.

(BE WARNED! LONG PROFILE AHEAD!)
This is Tsumi Asano. A woman who by all means, should not exist. Well, not anymore, anyway. You see, she hails from a world that no longer exists. One whose gods decided to simply remake it into the one you stand in today. How she survived such an event, you might ask? Well, we'll get to that. First, lets us look closer at who she is, rather than where she comes from, shall we?

Tsumi is a vampire. Not your average, run-of-the-mill vampire, nor your typical master/elder vampire, either. Originally, she was known as a pure vampire. Someone who was born into fangs, a deathly allergy tot he sun and a penchant for drinking blood. That's literally it. Well, they're immortal in the truest sense of the word, too. They wont die nor will they age beyond their physical prime, but can still be killed by most means. Well, "most" means simply meaning cutting their head off, destroying their heart or over-expossure to sunlight. Another note on that, pure vampires don't desintegrate in sunlight. Rather they break out into a vicious rash that, if exposed for too long, will cause lasting problems that can then lead to death. It's an allergy to it, not a weakness/death method. Something Tsumi herself found a work around for, in the form of sunscreen and shade creating tools like portable parasols. She often goes out during the day, despite her body disliking sunlight as a result of these being widely available these days.

The difference between a pure vampire and a regular or master/elder, is simply that all the rest came from the pure vampires. Regular are usually those turned by master or elder vampires and each step down you go, the weaker they become and the less original they are. pure vampires have all of the strengths of the other, more common bloodsuckers, with less weaknesses and they tend to have more as well, if not just more powerful version of those strengths. A pure vampire is one who was born a vampire without being the child of a vampire. Basically an evolutionary off-shoot. Pure-blooded vampires are not the same. Those are people born to a vampire mother and father, or those turned into one by a gods power. Since that first set or pure vampires appeared, pure-blooded vampires are the closest you'll get to the real deal and usually seen as the largest threat level. Most don't even know the difference betweent he two.

Another thing to keep in mind, is that pure vampires have a penchant for drinking blood, not a requirement for it. They can still survive on regular foods, albeit they will turn deathly pale if they avoid drinking it and may become anaemic as a result of avoiding it. They'd only do so if the need to stay hidden were too great to be able to drink even once for a long period of time. Well, apart from Tsumi. She seems to be completely immune to this drawback. She can go for nearly a decade without suffering any ill effects, while others like her might only manage a month at best. Why is she so different among her own kind? It's simple. She focused on learning how to minimise the effects of not drinking blood over the course of her life, deciding that, if her kind could simply not do so, then they'd all be better off and able to survive among the living far easier. Oh, rght. That's the other thing. Vampires, even those who were the original pure vampires, are all technically undead. Born without a pulse, yet living nonetheless. Those turned are done so by draining the blood from the victim entirely, before allowing the vampiric curse to take hold in their corpse, raising them as a vampire. So they too are seen as undead.

How does one be born with no pulse, and be allowed to live? They don't. Well, not unless the mother/father go out of their way to protect their child, that is. The need/want for blood only surfaces during puberty, so theyc an grow up mostly safe from that, too. So, if you think that these children born with no pulse were all seen by doctors, or the fact revealed to the public of the places they lived, you'd be wrong. Most were born to families that were isolated or otherwise incapable of recieving medical aid during birth. Thus, around 83% survived that time. The rest were quickly either killed or marked as cursed and consequently killed in following years. Now, how many pure vampires are there? why, there's 1. Today, anyway. Those that survived the early years into adulthood numbered around 830. A true minority that has always been persecuted. How many survived as long as Tsumi did in her world? That'd be about 52. Which means, when her world was remade, 51 of her kind were removed from existence as well. The rest already long dead.

So how does all this info about what she is factor into who she is? Quite simply it help yous to grasp the details better. For Tsumi is a complicated being who is only undertood when you know both who and what she is, as well as what she can be.
Her personality is one of cold, calculating precision. She never does anything unnecessary or without reason. She doesn't take risks that wont pay out, one way or another. She also rarely shows herself in public without cause, either. Why? Well, people might find out what she is if she did. And the current world isn't too fond of her kind, either. But she wasn't always this way.

Tsumi Asano, was born to a prominent noble household as a small, feeble child lacking a pulse, warmth or even a beating heart in general. Doctors were dumbfounded by her existence wen she was laughing and smiling, growing bigger and stronger by the day. None could figure out what was wrong with her, or why she was different. Some went as far as to claim she was dead, cursed into unlife by some unholy, vengeful force. Others claimed her to be a miracle child who could live even when most decided she should not be able to. The decided concensus was that she was simply cursed. Her family were being targeted for such a cruel joke by someone they knew not. Word was kept from getting out that the child was such, as despite her longer teeth and cold body, they still loved the child that'd grown from the still-hearted baby. Her name, Tsumi, was chosen due to the alleged curse upon her. The name means Sin. Her last name means Morning, or Dynasty, thus when taken in full, and spoken in the traditional way, it would read as Morning Sin, or when read the standard way, as Sinful Dynasty. (Her people were basically her worlds Japan).
Thus, Tsumi grew up being an outcast, despite how much she was sheltered and cared for. She had to remain out from under the suns rays, or she'd break out into rash and look like she'd been burned for days after. She had no friends who'd admit to it, nor did they ever come to visit her, despite her wanting them to do so. She only saw them in her education, when it was deemed appropriate to let her go out and learn at the more public institutes, rather than be kept home educated. It didn't take long for her to realise she was different.

Around the age of 14, she began to feel her first blood craving. Something that, to this day, she has yet to act upon. You may remember it was stated she could last for around a decade without drinking any before ill effects began to show, correct? Well, Tsumi has drunk blood, just not from the body. She never gave in to ehr cravingm instead seeking an alternative right fromt eh beggining. Her answer? Meat. Meat still dripping with blood so that she could simply use that to satiate her desire. It worked too, for a time. Her parents figured that it'd be better to simply see if magic might be able to aid her conditions worsening. They feared her becoming a Zombie, believing that, if her curse was not broken, eventually she would and this was simply the first sign of that. She was already a vampire, she becoming a zombie was out of the question. Yet, bringing in an outside mage did in fact help. It gave her the security to feel safe in the sun. It gave her way to look less pale. It gave her a way to stave off the bloodcravings. For a price. The price was steeper than any she was willing to pay. One that required sacrifice. Sure, money was involed in the payment, but the spell use was blood magic. By binding one of ehr blood to her soul, the mage was able to effectively cure her of her condition, using their life to supplement hers. Her father paid. He wasn't killed and his soul used as fuel or anything similar. No, it was a binding of blood-to-blood. While her father lived, she need not fear her condition. While she lived, his life would be ever the more cut short. Only a mutual agreement by the both could break the pact and let her father live his life as he ocne should have, yet he refused every time she brought it up. "I would rather see myself die than live knowing my daughter suffers." He would say to her.

Around the age of 18, Tsumi had learned enough about magic to be able to work her own miracles. She became known as a healer to those who needed it, or a demon to those who simply wished to abuse her "gifts" as they were called. Often magic colleges would come claiming they had the right to take her away to thier custody, claiming that refusal would bring suffering to the house of Asano. They even went as far as to say they would "cleanse the soul of this wayward child who knows not what she is capable of". She knew what she could do. She became their demon. By the time she was 19, her own powers had bloomed in full. Including her vampiric magic. The sort that borders the lines between blood magic and necromancy. By this time, the world had already become aware of vampires as they had spread wide and far from the initial 830 that survived birth. So, when she first made this trick known, her family were seen as evil for harboring such a creature in their home. Little could they have known what she truly was, little did they care. Her family, at this point, were already long since dead. Everything that the Asano family once had, was now soley Tsumi's. Her father had passed from the pact keeping her from her cravings, while her mother passed soon after from grief. She had no siblings. Yet, she could not die ofgrief, now could she bring herself to end herself for the pain that'd been caused. She simply became cold to those who tried to demonise her further. When she turned 20, she discovered she could supress her cravings rather easily. In fact, she discovered that they didn't even affect her several months later, either. 3 years and nothing changed. Only the odd village riot when some tradgedy struck and they chose to blame her for it would ever break the monotomy for her. It was this time too that she stopped aging. Her body seemed to fix itself at 23 years, while her mind and spirit continued to age.

Before long, she realised she wasn't going to age ever again, nor would she die. She had power enough from both her studies and natural talents in order to even manipulate reality to her whims. Albeit, only slightly. She was no deity, after all. But slight was all she needed in order to rip her mansion from it's ground and move it. Not across the world to an isolated place, but to another world, one of her own creation. A demi-plane, fit only for a small area in order for one to live freely and to avoid the world below. Here, to this very day, the House_Of_Asano sits, forever changed. Only Tsumi knows its original layout, the size it once had. Now, it has grown. A side effect of taking it to her demi-plane, was that it's size grew to cover 70% of the 1,000km² land she created for her own private space. One only connected to the world by a simply mist. Here she lived, away from prying eyes, from the constant rioting angry mobs trying to burn her or stake her heart. Away from everywhere. Where she stayed, for the next several hundred years, only leaving when she needed to satisfy her cravings. Which she continued to do so, once every decade, with a juicy steak, dripping with the animals blood. Never once harming another for her own sake. So, the Asano dynasty passed into legend, only the few noble familes that had survived the long time that'd passed even remebered they ever existed.

But her tale isn't done there, oh no. This brings us to her boredom. As well as to her newfound method of satiating her cravings for an even longer time. She could devour an person alive, whole and intact, digest their body and then, when they were no more, use how power to bring them back from the afterlife. Her needs sated and no lived lost. (She enver quite caught on that doing this, is technically also drinking a living beings blood... It's just, still inside them shen she does so.) This gave her around 50 years to go without having to satiate her cravings any time she indulged. A long time where none would see her, unless she wanted to be seen. Which was a rare situation. The only issue with this solution, was she was better at necromancy then she was at reformation. Her magic simply didn't agree with life. Unlife, sure, but regular life went against her powers. Thus, she occasionally had a hiccup when performing the procedure that, well, caused her reformed guests to end up acting as if they were raised dead. Loyal and boud to her to without fault. Mostly. They remained fully alive and fully individual, only their lived were somtimes bound to hers and they sometimes lost their freedom to act against her. The second of which was rarer and with practice, became nearly obsolete as a possibility. This started many local legends and folktales about her in the places she chose to visit. Many of which, were of a god-like being whose favour and blessing would be granted to any town or village that made an offering of one of their own to her. She could grant their crops a blessed harvest, or she could even grant them favour of not going on a rampage and destroying everything they held dear. Depending on her mood at the time, depended on what she offered at the time. Every 50 years, the towns and villages were to make their offering ready, in case she chose them to be who che collected from that time. Yet... She had grown lonely in her isolation. Even these few, infrequent guests and occasional new servants couldn't break that. They were too... afraid of her, or too brainwashed even, to be able to fill that hole. Thus, she began the hobby of creating undead to pass the time. Simply trying to get one that was free thinking enough to become a companion, if it so chose. Before long, she had ammassed an army in her little demi-plane home.

This brings us to how she survived the gods remaking her home world. She simply wasn't in it at the time. In fact, by the time her demi-plane's time had aligned to that of the new world, dinosaurs were already roaming the lands as the rulers. So, she had to figure out what to do now. Her food source had run dry, while a new world awaited her. For the first time in over a thousand years, Tsumi felt excited. She felt, joy. She felt like showing off... So, she took an action that was her first step down the road towards becoming a deity. Or rather, to be on the level of one. Even today, she is no god. She is simply as strong as one and older than most. The old gods were still around, but her worlds gods were no more. Thus, this new worlds gods were going to have to answer to her, and she'd see to it they did. By wiping their precious dinosaurs from the earth. An army of undead vs a bunch of t-rex? No, she had a spell for this. She dropped a big rock on them. And so, the reign of Tsumi Asano began, ruler of a small demi-plane and tormentor of gods. To this day, she still enjoys messing with them. It's only a matter of time before she grows bored of humanities self-destructive tendencies and decides that she'll play with them next. She is, after all, still a noble. These peasants should learn to kneel before their better. Or in her mind, they should feed her.

So, if you ever see a woman, with hair blue as the sky and long as her knees, wearing a noble womans attire and bearing pointed fangs, you are probably looking at Tsumi. And she's likely looking at lunch. She's a cold, calculating, uncaring being with a sense of humour designed to torture gods. If you aren't her lunch, then just pray she doesn't feel in a jovial mood. It's likely the worse fate.


Tsumi's servants:
Basically a list of those who she has eaten, brought back and have become her servants. This includes reformed and necromantic resurrections. I will also use this section to denote a bit of credit to those who served as Tsumi's nutrients or bodily gains. This section will be mainly for those who ask to be on the list. (Also not that these aren't her only servants, there are NPC servants that aren't listed, too.)
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