† Rhyden Ateara †

I Hate Myself For Loving You

"Oh come on, tell me you're not that boring."

"Omnes peccatores sumus, infans."
(We are all sinners, baby)

"A knife? Are you flirting with me?"

Rhyden was born from the original Hybrid line, the Atearas. Though because he was only half of their original blood, the darkest brother Darcadius pushed him away. They fought easily, their sister Eclipse trying to keep them in a civil conversation for three seconds, which never worked. But neither brother never won an argument against the other.

Both brothers fed off of each other's darkness but were opposites in every other way. Rhyden loves to let loose, party, and not take life so seriously. He's a God damned hybrid afterall, why would he waste that? Darcadius on the other hand was more proper and hated the idea of partying or being sloppy. He was in an arranged marriage, what do people expect..

It didn't take long for Darcadius to run Rhyden straight out of the family and into the wings of the dragons. Rhyden didn't stumble upon them on accident though. His mother told him tales of the dragons she had once met and Rhyden knew Darcadius would be jealous.

Rhyden has spent the next hundred years doing exactly what ever the hell he wanted to, sending Darcadius sweet little presents like bloodied hands, a headless body or two. Threatening his brother's existence any chance he could.

If the two ever did have a duel to the death, it would be neck in neck until the very end.