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NIGHT-WISH for that dark night when my wishes came true, wishes to be free, red rose from same night, together with crowns is what we are now, roses are beautiful, but they can make you bleed, crows are what are people afraid of, they say they are death, mysterious birds, and what are we now, we are creatures of the night, vampires, we are NIGHTWISH.”  
 
NIGHT-WISH for that dark night when my wishes came true, wishes to be free, red rose from same night, together with crowns is what we are now, roses are beautiful, but they can make you bleed, crows are what are people afraid of, they say they are death, mysterious birds, and what are we now, we are creatures of the night, vampires, we are NIGHTWISH.”  
  
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===Angels Damned===
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Surge la Casa de los Ángeles Condenados a pasar toda una eternidad sobre la tierra tomando la sangre de sus víctimas en una soledad oscura y fría.  La muerte los rodea por doquier, y a veces sufren sumidos en la desesperación.  Suelen estar solos, a veces en parejas o forman grupos pequeños; comparten, ríen, juegan pero su soledad siempre los acompaña.
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Los ángeles condenados tienen poderes de la necromancia que es su legado, son pacientes, sigilosos, pensadores, inquietos, inteligentes, desconfiados, guerreros y tratan a los demás como se les trate en retribución.
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Su Princeps Maharet Angelita descendiente de Akasha y de su linaje, la reencarnación de la hechicera Maharet de Egipto, aunque tiene características de nobleza, de ser combatiente y de siempre luchar, es considerada como la Reina del Hielo porque nunca toma decisiones a la ligera, es calculadora y fría ante situaciones adversas, no se precipita, se enfrenta valerosamente ante todo problema o circunstancia.  Sobreviviente a muchas guerras, ha sabido salir airosa ante sus enemigos, conservando la calma y actuando siempre con prudencia.  Su castillo, también de hielo es un tributo dedicado a sus hijos, ubicado en Coccola, donde comparte morada con sus hijos sedientos, de ambición, conocimiento, sangre y poder.
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Poseedoras de gran belleza, astucia y gracia; Maharet Angelita y sus hijas e hijos recorren lo taciturno del día esperando, mirando, riendo, compartiendo lo que este mundo les ofrece llevando a sus pies miles de oportunidades y desafíos en el día.  Defienden su casa con astucia, gracia y poder no temiéndole a nada ni a nadie, sabiendo alimentarse con seguridad y cautela en lugares donde sus víctimas no tienen idea de que lo son.  Se vuelve fieras en la noche profunda y despiadadas si alguien las ataca o si atacan a uno de los miembros de su casa, no se andan con rodeos para descuartizar a alguien si se atreve a dañarlas perteneciendo así por completo a la Camarilla.
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Ocultas en las sombras, colaboran activamente con los miembros de su Clan Salubri, Maharet Angelita y sus hijas e hijos poseen un tercer ojo que está oculto con el cual vigilan de forma recelosa su entorno y lo cual les permite tomar decisiones ante todo aquello que deben enfrentar, sin precipitarse al hacerlo.
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Su escudo protector con el esqueleto hambriento del Gashadokuro representa a los espíritus que toman la forma de esqueletos gigantes y son quince veces más altos que una persona promedio, supuestamente creados a partir de los huesos acumulados de personas que murieron de hambre o en batalla, sin ser enterrados. Estos yōkai deambulan después de la medianoche, agarrando a viajeros solitarios y mordiéndoles la cabeza para beber su sangre. Hay una forma de saber de su cercanía, ya que la víctima oiría el sonido de un fuerte zumbido en el oído. Se dice que los Gashadokuro poseen los poderes de invisibilidad e indestructibilidad, aunque se dice que los encantos sintoístas te protegen de ellos.  Las almas de estas personas guerreras,
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Maharet Angelita y sus hijas e hijos, son incapaces de trascender al plano espiritual, renacen en el mundo como fantasmas hambrientos que viven en el eterno deseo de aquello que nunca tuvieron. Para hacer parte de un Gashadokuro, una persona tiene que haber muerto con ira y dolor en su corazón, energía que permanece incluso un largo tiempo después de que su carne ha desaparecido de su cuerpo.  Dicen las leyendas que en la mano derecha lleva una campanilla y que inconscientemente la va haciendo sonar, la única forma de huir de un ataque de este Yokai es escuchando la campanilla y esconderte donde no pueda verte.
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ℳǟӇǟʀɛƬ AηgɛliƬǟ AηgɛlsƊǟмηεd (ANGELITA76 Resident):
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Revision as of 21:48, 19 May 2022

Blóð Yfirgefins Drekans
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Sovereign: Ɠaνεη Vöгðг Dгεκι Ŧσгѕaκεη (gaven.zenfold)
Co-Sovereign: Not Assigned
Ambassador: Ɲaŧє ЅŧaʀϏ ŦσʀsaϏєŋ (natedockwrecker2013)
Proxy: Ṗץρєs ЅŧaʀϏ ŦσʀsaϏєŋ (piperhawk)
History: Progeny: Vampire™ is a role-playing aid eco-system developed for use in the Second Life™ Meta-Verse. Allowing your Avatar in Second Life™ to experience Lifestyle Role-play from the shadows of the eternal night. By feeding upon the life force of others vampires stalk the night for ages, maybe even eternity.


Greater Houses of Yfirgefins Drekans


Vσrδr Ɖrεκι

Vσrδr Ɖrεκι
Place Holder for House Banner
Princeps: Ɠaνεη Vσrδr Ɖrεκι Ŧσгѕaκεη (gaven.zenfold)
Delegate: Ɲaŧє ЅŧaʀϏ ŦσʀsaϏєŋ (natedockwrecker2013)
Liaison: Ṗץρєs ЅŧaʀϏ ŦσʀsaϏєŋ (piperhawk)
History: Progeny: Vampire™ is a role-playing aid eco-system developed for use in the Second Life™ Meta-Verse. Allowing your Avatar in Second Life™ to experience Lifestyle Role-play from the shadows of the eternal night. By feeding upon the life force of others vampires stalk the night for ages, maybe even eternity.


Coven Of Bloodwell

Coven Of Bloodwell
Place Holder for House Banner
Princeps: Ϯ Đū βlοοđŵěll Ϯ (Dutari)
Delegate: Ϯ Eva βlοοđŵěll Ϯ (Crearwy Bugaboo)
Liaison: ϮĐūηςαη βlοοđŵěllϮ (Dunchad69)
History: Progeny: Vampire™ is a role-playing aid eco-system developed for use in the Second Life™ Meta-Verse. Allowing your Avatar in Second Life™ to experience Lifestyle Role-play from the shadows of the eternal night. By feeding upon the life force of others vampires stalk the night for ages, maybe even eternity.

Börn Hel og Fenrir

Börn Hel og Fenrir
Place Holder for House Banner
Princeps: Ɓσηѕαι Ŧσгѕaκεη ƝуgнтƜαƖкуя (simon.bruun):
Delegate: Scσяρio Rσѕє ƝуgнтƜαƖкуя (scopiorose)
Liaison: Cнαяʟσттε Lıʟч Fσяƨακεп (xxvampireluciaxx)
History: Progeny: Vampire™ is a role-playing aid eco-system developed for use in the Second Life™ Meta-Verse. Allowing your Avatar in Second Life™ to experience Lifestyle Role-play from the shadows of the eternal night. By feeding upon the life force of others vampires stalk the night for ages, maybe even eternity.

Nornir yfirgefinna

Nornir yfirgefinna
Place Holder for House Banner
Princeps: Ƈhaгlσƚƚε Vöгðг Dгεκι Ŧσгѕaκεη (xxvampireluciaxx)
Delegate: Elanna Ŧσгѕaκεη Ĉяuϊzηϊк (elannastasia.calael)
Liaison: Mɨεɭɨκκɨ Dгεκι Ŧσгѕaκεη (raynagreyskull)
History: Progeny: Vampire™ is a role-playing aid eco-system developed for use in the Second Life™ Meta-Verse. Allowing your Avatar in Second Life™ to experience Lifestyle Role-play from the shadows of the eternal night. By feeding upon the life force of others vampires stalk the night for ages, maybe even eternity.

Lupi Peccatum Est

Lupi Peccatum Est
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Princeps: 罪Ŝiи Ŧσгѕaκεη ℓιвєяє (SinKittenKCB Resident)
Delegate: TBA
Liaison: Cąŗï ႽуᴌναηαяιŦσгѕaκεη ℓιвєяє (XCariadX Resident)
History: 罪Ŝiи Ŧσгѕaκεη ℓιвєяє (SinKittenKCB Resident) being given the right to form a house under Queen Spor Helcaraxe Blackburn and Baron Gabriel Bluestorm of the Gladium Velato Clan. (Founded: 2018-03-04 14:43:28 by sinkittenkcb) Current House residing in, Dark Crimson Myst Clan, In the Blacburn Bloodline, Under Arch Lυcιαη Нєᴌᴄаяаxё ƁƖαcквυяη™ (LucianHelcaraxeBlackburn).

LPE was started within the Blackburn Bloodline where it remained until Matriarc 罪 ŜįŊ ℓιвєяє 罪sought growth. It moved along with its Sister house to the Ravens Claw Bloodline for a period of a year and a half in Mors Nobis a proud follower of ᑭяιм η Ð'Åmσυя тяσυвℓєѕ тяσιѕ. Circumstances and change of ownership brought the clan back with a new name Dark Crimson Myst to the Blackburn Bloodline. Where we shall continue to grow and set in motions plans for our future.


Lamia Ex Peccatum

Lamia Ex Peccatum
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Princeps: Đraco ιj ℓιвєяє (drkvsdraco)
Delegate: Ɖгụ ℓιвєяє ֆɨռʐ (Drucilla Zeplin)
Liaison: 91earlej Resident
History: Đraco ιj ℓιвєяє (DrkVsDraco Resident) Successor Trustee of 罪 ŜįŊ ℓιвєяє 罪 (SinKittenKCB Resident) being given the right to form a house under Queen Spor Helcaraxe Blackburn and Baron Gabriel Bluestorm of the Gladium Velato Clan. (Founded: 2018-03-04 14:43:28 by sinkittenkcb) Current House residing in, Dark Crimson Myst Clan, In the Blackburn Bloodline, Under Arch Lυcιαη Нєᴌᴄаяаxё ƁƖαcквυяη™ (LucianHelcaraxeBlackburn).

LEP was started within the Blackburn Bloodline where it remained until it’s Matriarch sought growth. It moved along with its Sister house to the Ravens Claw Bloodline for a period of a year and a half in Mors Nobis a proud follower of ᑭяιм η Ð'Åmσυя тяσυвℓєѕ тяσιѕ. Circumstances and change of ownership brought the clan back with a new name Dark Crimson Myst to the Blackburn Bloodline. Where we shall continue to grow.


Insidous Death Angels

Insidous Death Angels
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Princeps: Āɳgєʅ ℓιвєяє (cptangelsinkcb)
Delegate: TBA
Liaison: TBA
History: Progeny: Vampire:tm: is a role-playing aid eco-system developed for use in the Second Life:tm: Meta-Verse. Allowing your Avatar in Second Life:tm: to experience Lifestyle Role-play from the shadows of the eternal night. By feeding upon the life force of others vampires stalk the night for ages, maybe even eternity.


Corbeaux de L'ombre Immortelle
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Princeps: Tjani Aω.Ŧσгѕaκεη Dϊsmαntlєd
Delegate: sчpнa (Sypha Dismantled)
Liaison: ღ ƅʛ ღ ƅʌƅɣʛɪɾʅ.SυɲSƭơɲє (adventitious)
History: Motto: "We will always place the Family first, we never accept defeat, we will never give in, this Family will never leave a fallen member behind"

Histories of the house from Start to now: Our house began while the Princeps at time Ĩѕαвєαṳ Ӈṳηtѕɱαη-Vøη'Ŧяαηϊȥȥϊ was Ambassador for the Darkraven Clan in the Raven Claw Bloodline.Where the House was part of the Aumentare Di Eternita Bloodline in Eternal heart Clan.Then She later on Passed the house to her Niece current Princep Tjani Ŧσгѕaκεη Dϊsmαntlєd.Where one day found it was time for Corbeaux de L'ombre immortelle to join their vampric dragon kin they move to Ŧσгѕaκεη Bloodline. We are an eclectic group, diverse and accepting of all our differences which makes us rich in culture and experiences.

Ɲιgнтωιѕн

Ɲιgнтωιѕн
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Princeps: Ƴαηα Ɲιgнтωιѕн (iiijanaiii)
Delegate: 亗ϮŗĭŇĭϮy亗™ (trinity.rambler)
Liaison: ԼƛƦƛ Ɲιgнтωιѕн (laraswitch)
History: Ƴσυ αяє ησω вƖσσɗ σf му вƖσσɗ αηɗ ѕσυƖ σf му ѕσυƖ. Ɛνєяутнιηg тнαт I αм, уσυ αяє αѕ ωєƖƖ. Ɲєνєя fαιƖ тσ αρρяєcιαтє тнє ѕαηcтιту σf тнιѕ ρяєcισυѕ gιfт. Lєт υѕ вє вσυηɗ тσgєтнєя, ιη ɗαякηєѕѕ αηɗ ιη Ɩιgнт.

It was almost Midnight, a bright full moon night when She sat down in the chair, sipping red liquid from her glass slowly. Her white hair was shining due to the moon light reflection and on her lips she had a big sparkly smile showing her fangs. She looked at her children: ’Drink’ she said to them, this night will be long, I have a story to tell you. ‘It has been more than 500 years since I was reborn. Smiles, reborn I say now, I wasn't thinking like that back in the time.'

Back then in Serbia, life wasn't that easy. I was the only child that was born alive, after years of having dead born babies, they finally had me. But the blessings didn't last long, The Ottoman Empire was taking over in that time and we had to run away, leaving our home behind. So we moved to the North near the Romanian board, and while we were moving I have lost my dad. Being a single mother with her one child was really tough for my mom who struggled and fought against everything to make sure that we survive during the years. Then one day she met a man, a soldier, who took us to live with him in his home town, the place was called Transylvania, where i really thought our hard times may end.

She looked down in her glass touching its edges with her tip fingers playfully: ’those things have happened with me so long ago, yet it seems like it was just yesterday.' They were looking at her lips covered with red lipstick and were barely breathing waiting for her to continue telling the story: ’At the start it was good and peaceful but then things had changed.' She said.

‘People started to tell stories about a MAN, a big leader who died not so long ago that he came back to life, feeding on blood of the villains. They said he was leaving bite marks on his victims' necks, but still no one could really say what was happening. It was an unusual thing for them, something that no one ever seen or heard of so that had struck fear into their hearts and made them close up their homes and stay inside when the night comes.'

She took one more sip of her drink and continued saying 'Well i was a curious 26 years old girl in that time, and not married even though they used to get married at an early age. 'Her kids looked at her carefully waiting to hear more about it. ’One night’ she carried on telling the story: i went out for a walk, loving the peace around in the darkness, it was inspiring me making me wish things for myself to come true, things that this world could not give me them. Our home was down the hill and there was a magnificent castle yet scary lived by crows flying above it, you would hear their annoying caws from miles away, on the top of that hill. I heard it had an amazing garden full of red roses. I looked up and i saw some light coming from one of its windows and it seemed strange because the local people said it was an abandoned place. My curiosity was pushing me to go there and check what was it so I decided to go and see. The wind was blowing hard that my hair was all over my face and after a few minutes of walking, i made it and reached the big iron gate where there were wild roses around it that had a weird smell. I walked in and in few seconds, i felt someone's hand on my shoulder. I didn't think much and just started running away not looking back. I was so afraid going through the garden, where a rose's thorn went deep into the flesh of my hand and made it bleed. I felt lost in that huge field so i had to stop and look around wishing to find any way out. Then i started hearing a creepy sound and it was getting closer, i couldn't know what was it but it didn't sound humanly. Suddenly i saw a man's shadow in front of me created by the moonlight, i looked up to him and i could only see his keen eyes. I wouldn't have wanted to be stuck with him there but i was frightened to make any move. I was only hyperventilating and shaking of fear till i have felt a bite on my neck. It was fast, he was just looking at me grabbing tight my arm and the blood was all over his lips. I got panicky and somehow i set myself free and just bolted away. I was only thinking about getting home and never again go back there but i heard him once more getting closer and then i passed out or at least that's how it felt.’

She sighed and drank some more of her red liquid and then added: ’I woke up at the crack of dawn not knowing what had happened to me, holding a red rose on my chest and having some annoying crows above my head. I looked around and i wasn't in the garden anymore. I was down the hill near home. So i stood and walked back to the house having the rose in my hand, wondering if my mom noticed that i was missing. When i got home, she was still sleeping so i went and laid down thinking about that terrifying night. In the morning, my mother came to my room and opened the curtains, and when the shaft of sunlight touched my skin it started burning me so i screamed at her saying: 'Close that Mom'.

As time was passing, i started to notice having an unusual hunger and every time i was trying to eat, i was vomiting. Eventually, i got weak i was not able to leave my bed and they were all thinking that it was only a matter of time for my soul to leave my body. I was like a dead body but alive, my skin looked pale and my hair was turning gray. No doctor could recognize what was happening to me and i really thought it was the end. Few days later, a friend came to say goodbye to me. She was sitting close holding me for the last time probably, but i had a strong feeling towards her hearing how her heart was beating and how the blood was running in her veins. So out of control, i just grabbed her hand and bit her hard. Thats when i felt like i was reborn. She just screamed, pushed me away and ran outside the house. I couldn't believe myself or what i had done, i was shocked yet felt better. And thats when i realized that the different stories about the blood sucking creatures were not unreal and i realized more that i was one of the castle's man hopeless victims. So there was no way for me to stay around, my lust for blood would make me uncontrollable, and i just left.

I didn't know what to do nor where i was going, i was just feeling lost being by myself. All i was thinking about was how to survive being the way i was, so i was going around feeding on homeless people feeling like some wild unruly beast. Over time, i got used to things and accepted more that way of life. And one night, as i was walking in the shadows, i heard that creepy sound again. That time it was different, I got happy hearing it once more and i didn't run away. It was him, a young looking man with his noticeable old eyes, standing behind me. I had many questions to ask and things to wonder about but at least i knew i wouldn't be alone again. We spent many nights at the castle getting to know my new world, exploring what i thought it was a curse to me back then. Eventually he wanted to leave moving to new places but i didn't want to follow him, so i stayed there taking care of the roses and having the crows around keeping me company. I started to think what would i do with such a great gift 'thats how he called it' an eternal life with a new way of living that makes me different and unique makes me a 'vampire'. So i decided to not waste my life being only a blood sucker, i wanted to go around looking for my own kind of the darkness and the lost souls who deserve and wish to join me.'

She got up putting her glass of blood aside and looked out the window admiring the beauty of her garden and enjoying the crows' caw. She was smiling, it was her joy to be standing there wearing her fancy black dress while the wind was whispering through her hair. After she had her moment, she turned around and looked in their eyes saying: ' "Yana" my mother's name, thats what i decided to have as a name. It was my destiny to be reborn from the darkness." NIGHT-WISH for that dark night when my wishes came true, wishes to be free, red rose from same night, together with crowns is what we are now, roses are beautiful, but they can make you bleed, crows are what are people afraid of, they say they are death, mysterious birds, and what are we now, we are creatures of the night, vampires, we are NIGHTWISH.”

Angels Damned

Angels Damned
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Princeps: ℳǟӇǟʀɛƬ ναη ωιтнєℓмιηd Ŧσгѕaκεη (angelita76)
Delegate: Not Assigned
Liaison: Not Assigned
History: Historia del Surgimiento de la Casa Angels Damned

Surge la Casa de los Ángeles Condenados a pasar toda una eternidad sobre la tierra tomando la sangre de sus víctimas en una soledad oscura y fría. La muerte los rodea por doquier, y a veces sufren sumidos en la desesperación. Suelen estar solos, a veces en parejas o forman grupos pequeños; comparten, ríen, juegan pero su soledad siempre los acompaña.

Los ángeles condenados tienen poderes de la necromancia que es su legado, son pacientes, sigilosos, pensadores, inquietos, inteligentes, desconfiados, guerreros y tratan a los demás como se les trate en retribución.

Su Princeps Maharet Angelita descendiente de Akasha y de su linaje, la reencarnación de la hechicera Maharet de Egipto, aunque tiene características de nobleza, de ser combatiente y de siempre luchar, es considerada como la Reina del Hielo porque nunca toma decisiones a la ligera, es calculadora y fría ante situaciones adversas, no se precipita, se enfrenta valerosamente ante todo problema o circunstancia. Sobreviviente a muchas guerras, ha sabido salir airosa ante sus enemigos, conservando la calma y actuando siempre con prudencia. Su castillo, también de hielo es un tributo dedicado a sus hijos, ubicado en Coccola, donde comparte morada con sus hijos sedientos, de ambición, conocimiento, sangre y poder.

Poseedoras de gran belleza, astucia y gracia; Maharet Angelita y sus hijas e hijos recorren lo taciturno del día esperando, mirando, riendo, compartiendo lo que este mundo les ofrece llevando a sus pies miles de oportunidades y desafíos en el día. Defienden su casa con astucia, gracia y poder no temiéndole a nada ni a nadie, sabiendo alimentarse con seguridad y cautela en lugares donde sus víctimas no tienen idea de que lo son. Se vuelve fieras en la noche profunda y despiadadas si alguien las ataca o si atacan a uno de los miembros de su casa, no se andan con rodeos para descuartizar a alguien si se atreve a dañarlas perteneciendo así por completo a la Camarilla.

Ocultas en las sombras, colaboran activamente con los miembros de su Clan Salubri, Maharet Angelita y sus hijas e hijos poseen un tercer ojo que está oculto con el cual vigilan de forma recelosa su entorno y lo cual les permite tomar decisiones ante todo aquello que deben enfrentar, sin precipitarse al hacerlo.

Su escudo protector con el esqueleto hambriento del Gashadokuro representa a los espíritus que toman la forma de esqueletos gigantes y son quince veces más altos que una persona promedio, supuestamente creados a partir de los huesos acumulados de personas que murieron de hambre o en batalla, sin ser enterrados. Estos yōkai deambulan después de la medianoche, agarrando a viajeros solitarios y mordiéndoles la cabeza para beber su sangre. Hay una forma de saber de su cercanía, ya que la víctima oiría el sonido de un fuerte zumbido en el oído. Se dice que los Gashadokuro poseen los poderes de invisibilidad e indestructibilidad, aunque se dice que los encantos sintoístas te protegen de ellos. Las almas de estas personas guerreras,

Maharet Angelita y sus hijas e hijos, son incapaces de trascender al plano espiritual, renacen en el mundo como fantasmas hambrientos que viven en el eterno deseo de aquello que nunca tuvieron. Para hacer parte de un Gashadokuro, una persona tiene que haber muerto con ira y dolor en su corazón, energía que permanece incluso un largo tiempo después de que su carne ha desaparecido de su cuerpo. Dicen las leyendas que en la mano derecha lleva una campanilla y que inconscientemente la va haciendo sonar, la única forma de huir de un ataque de este Yokai es escuchando la campanilla y esconderte donde no pueda verte.

ℳǟӇǟʀɛƬ AηgɛliƬǟ AηgɛlsƊǟмηεd (ANGELITA76 Resident): Princeps Casa Angels Damned