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Born Tohias Sanchez, Sinjin grew up in Madrid, Spain with his parents and three other siblings. Their life was a simply one, funded by his father's involvement as a courier for the Spanish mafia located in their hometown. However, after his father stole several thousand dollars and altered the relationship between the Barcelona and Madrid mafia families, they became a hunted family.
The process began slowly, painfully. First came the disappearance of their mother, then the eldest son, Donato. It took the kidnapping of his eldest daughter, Ana, for their father to step into action again. Using the last of his stolen wealth, he swept young Tohias and Julia away to the United States in the bustling town of Queens, New York. For awhile, it seemed like the plan had worked. Their life was not an easy one any longer, but being alive was better than not -- however, when their father attempted to find a place of his own within the New York mafia, they were greeted once more with disaster.
When Julia was abruptly stolen from under his nose, their father was at his wit's end. At the age of sixteen, Tohias found himself shipped away to some far away place in an attempt to spare the last of the family line the same fate.
'Some far away place' turned out to be another world completely.
Rhy'din was not unkind to pretty, young things, nor was Tohias afraid of it. The city was not unsimilar to the gritty streets of New York -- what harm could a few fairy tale monsters add to the mix? Tohias funded his way through the city in the only way he knew: sex. Rhy'din was a city of sex, if not a country of one. And while Tohias was unafraid and unembarrassed of his career choice, something felt incomplete.
At the age of eighteen, Tohias met Chaus. Chaus, the man who was once a charming gentleman, who could steal any girl's heart away; Chaus, who was now nothing but the pale shell of a man who he used to be. Unwillingly sired by a vampire, the young man had become nothing more but an apathetic ghost who wandered the streets and searched for himself. The two struck up an unlikely friendship and began to search together.
A way to be human again. Surely in a city of such varying resources, it couldn't be an impossible task! It took the two friends nearly four years to find a solution: a shaman by the name of Acerekhan. A dual-toned man who was a cruel as he was kind, more fascinated by humanity than he was inclined to help them. He offered Chaus an escape, but at a price: the soul of another, sacrificed to make his whole. To sire someone, for that someone to take it willing, and end his curse that another accepted.
And with an open heart, Tohias accepted his death to make Chaus's life whole again. He took on a new name and a new face. Tohias had died, and from the ashes, rose Sinjin Fai. A bastard of a man who drank from the earth's pleasures with a cheshire smile, who was pleased to let people believe what they would about him, perhaps even encourage it -- why should he let them in when it was so much easier to play the game? Indeed, Sin took on his name sake easier than most would allow. Sinjin Fai, the sinner, the dark saint.
However, his vampiric heritage was not without its downfalls..
Gifted with powers he could not control, the sinner struggled. He was taunted by dark flames, inflicted with burns that would mysteriously appear on his skin any time he tried to apply his death-given gifts; without a true Father to guide him, the sinner was lost.
Until he came. Ambrose: the elder, the Father. A vampire of ancient descent and Sinjin's own distant ancestor. Plagued by an insanity of his own making, Ambrose was hardly stable, but the Newport kindred held the secrets to all of Sinjin's struggles, and so much more.
But the Father did not have a kind hand. For as much as the pair were bound by blood and kinship, Ambrose's methods were cruel and effective -- he taught through pain. However, under the wing of the Elder, Sinjin found himself quickly rising amongst the muck of the dead. Mysteriously gained respect only from having this dark father's name attached to his own. And soon, faster than anyone could have expected, the sinner found his balance: an ease between living an unliving, an acceptance which graced him with understanding.
Somewhere between a man an a monster, Sinjin understood the power of his own humanity and promised himself never to forget it.
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