4,000 BCE, MEMPHIS
When I was born, magic was not uncommon. Before the creation of Lycanthropes, or Vampirism. It was a peaceful era, a time when wars were between mortals. I was the youngest child of the king of Memphis, I had three elder half-sisters, and two half-brothers. My mother was a prisoner of war, a witch from a small Greek island; who's beauty had seduced my father and allowed for my birth. However, she had died during my birth.