Vegas By Night

A tall, gaunt figure with pale, almost translucent skin that seems to shimmer under neon light. His eyes are a deep crimson, glowing with an otherworldly intensity. Long, dark hair falls in disheveled strands around his face, framing sharp, angular features. He wears a tattered black coat adorned with various trinkets and remnants of his experiments, giving him a demonic and unsettling presence.

Victus is cold, calculating, and utterly devoted to his craft. He speaks with a calm, almost soothing demeanor, but there is an underlying madness in his eyes that hints at his obsession. He views others as mere tools to achieve his goals, often disregarding their humanity in favor of his vision. His passion for creation is matched only by his disdain for those who would judge him for his methods.

Victus hails from a Tzimisce clan that has been outlawed and hunted for their dark practices. Obsessed with the idea of crafting the perfect being, he has spent centuries experimenting with flesh and bone, merging the lines between life and death. His relentless pursuit of perfection has led him to the neon-lit underbelly of Vegas, where he seeks out the lost and the damned to use as his canvas. Despite his monstrous appearance, he believes that beauty can be found in the grotesque, and he is determined to create a new form of life that transcends the limitations of vampirism.