My great grandfather was Titus Silverblood. Obviously, Silverblood was not his birth given name, but a title he earned. He was a monster hunter. He slayed more beasts than you could ever imagine. Everything from dragons, to vampires, to werewolves. When his sons came of age, he trained them to fight beasts as he did in his prime. He had two sons, only one survived long enough to have a son of his own, my grandfather, Gandor Silverblood. My Grandmother died giving birth to my father, Magnus Silverblood. With it only my Grandfather left to raise my father, he learned fast how to handle a blade and kill any monster. But, the product of such a hard life, is that he became a very unforgiving man. He did eventually marry my mother, Rea, and had three kids of his own. …show more content…
Finally, he had me, Lupus. For a long time life was great. I learned fast having not only my father, but my brothers to train me as well. Despite my training, I was a natural. Even at a young age I was incredibly good at hunting and even killing. Killing was something I was taught was always necessary when it came to beasts. "They 're all monsters, all they care about is their bloodlust." That always troubled me, though I did as I was told. It soon became evident that I was my father 's favorite. My brothers, like most people would, became jealous and would play horrible pranks on me. Father would just tell me "They 're just trying to toughen you up." And shrug me off. (I Imagine he did that to any problems my brothers had as well) But, while my father could be cold, I could always find solace in my mother. My mother, however was not the only woman I came to love. Amelia Amare was her name. Her Family was one of the richest and most well regarded in the area. If all had gone to plan, we would have married, but of course, things rarely follow your