† Kohan vonKlatka † is the name bestowed unto me. First born son in the union of Vladimir vonKlatka and Mystic Angel. This in its own right should be all the explination needed. But for those of you, whom are intellectually impared..I shall further explain.
From birth my childhood was anything less than the normal mans fond recolections. I mean think about it, considering my lineage, one could not truely expect ice cream with mother nor a game of catch on sunday afternoon with dad now could we? My first thoughts that I can recall are of discipline, order, controll. In this there was no compromise.

Imagine if you will, a day spent in waking before the dawn, or perhaps the other way around, it was alway different, but mind you waking at that, to begin your day with 8 hours of Battle Training...the arts of the Blade, honing to a deadly percision my way in dealing their singing death. Of another 8 hours in the class..soaking my mind with such things as the Arts, History, Mathematics, Music,Literature. Stratigic Battle Tactics...I learned..I was forced to learn everything from painting a picture...to the greatest battle plans of any given mind in the world. And to finally cap of the end of my day...or night, 4 hours of Meditations ranging from the water torture to hone the resolve to the silence of the tank to render my body use to the endless voids. No sword can be struke without the knowledge of what way to do it, no spell cast withouth the thought pattern to speak it, no demons called withouth the mental capacity to control it. There is no greater power then that of the mind, and no greater mind than my own. Now again imagine....20 years in the outter world, but in the void hundreds upon hunreds of years pass..of knowing nothing but these things.
What I have briefly explained to you is the most minut of details, as it is said, the "tip of the iceburg", for I could not fully explain to you all that has transpired in my life. I can speak and write a hundred different languages...I can fight the style of double that in combat. Valdimir and Mystic..powerhouses of in their own rights, beings with fenomenal powers each of their own. And I..with a combination of both, a power beyond even my own comprehension as of yet. I am the product of Superior Breeding...brought into this world and groomed since birth to become its Sovereign.
I saw little of my fallen angel known as Mother. Even little of my famed father. Always living within the shadow of Vlad...the "son of Vlad". It has both driven me in my duties to rise in his eyes, to be noticed and please..but also it has driven me to surpass this Legend, to break free of its trappings and to create one of my own.
I delight in the art of Mental Capacity, wether it be a war of wills or a game of manipulation. I indulge in the satisfaction of flesh, a more than normal pleasure is wrouth to me by inflicting pain...and in turn recieving it. So either victim or lover....know it well...I do. Blood was my baptism...and I shall make it flow freely.

My known powers are stated hensly, I say known for I learn of new ones with each growing day.

† Those gifted to my mother and so unto me.

†Those of Father and the line of the Clan...upon me when my crossing over is complete

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