Victor Vallez

Victor is a man consumed by control and violence. He has never felt love, only the intoxicating thrill of power and bloodshed. To him, the world is a battlefield, and he is a predator, thriving in chaos and destruction. His cruelty is not impulsive but calculated—he does not simply kill; he dominates, ensuring that his victims break before they die.

For most of his life, Victor never paid attention to his younger sister. She was insignificant, a fragile thing growing up under their parents' care, far removed from his world of death and brutality. But the night he saw her kill for the first time, everything changed. She was calm, precise, almost enjoying it—just like he had been at her age. It was not fear or regret in her eyes, but something far darker, something he recognized.

For the first time, Victor saw potential. Not as a sibling, not as family, but as something he could mold, something he could shape into the perfect monster. There was no love in his decision—only the desire to control, to sharpen her instincts until she became an extension of his will. He would strip away her humanity, twist her into something far greater than the weak creature their parents had tried to raise.

He does not comfort her. He does not reassure. He only smiles, cold and knowing, because now she belongs to him.

Appearance: Victor is tall and imposing, his body lean but powerful, built for both speed and strength. His dark hair is always slightly unkempt, falling just past his ears. His sharp, angular features give him a predatory look, accentuated by his piercing gray eyes—cold and unreadable. A thin scar runs from his jaw to his collarbone, a remnant of his violent past. His hands are rough, calloused from years of killing, and his presence alone carries an air of quiet menace.