Name: Prince Jack ‘Shadow’ Riley
Species: Half Vampire, Half Werewolf
Occupation: Prince and Military Strategist
**Background:**
Prince Shadow was born to a lineage steeped in mystique and power, the son of a revered vampire queen and a legendary werewolf king.
— steel on the flat top of the anvil and reshaping it by hammering it with the rhythm of his humming.
Making many swords and equipment the whole time he was gone then break them and make them again.
The rage that used to consume him is now gone and replaced with calmness.
The prince, gone for years and was searched for all that time and still is being searched for.
All that time he was in an isolated land, alone, sharpening his skills in combat and smithing.
Humming as he is standing by the anvil, clippers in hand, using it to hold the heated—
Walking around the boulevard, looking at the shops as he was looking for a suit but doesn’t know a good spot.
“ hmm damn it….where is she when you need her …”
He is so tired, so broken and frustrated as he was stranded on an unknown island after a plane crash as he was on his way back home from a missions that was supposed to go smoothly
“ damn it….damn it damn it “
He repeated as he slam his fist on a palm tree
Standing on the edge of the cliff, facing the ocean, eyes closed as he was feeling the cool ocean breeze and the warmth of the sun as it was rising.
The noise of the waves and the warmth of the sun with the coolness of the ocean breeze was making this man so calm and relaxed—