Magnus was walking through the city streets close to midnight. His trenchcoat covering his body and his long black hair hiding his face. He couldn't bare for anyone to see him. He had no relationships, no friends or family, that was the way he liked it. He hated the way he was being half angel and half vampire, still thanks to this it gave him some advantages, he could walk among men and women during the day, thanks to being half-ark-angel. Just because he could do it didn't mean he liked it, that was a dis-advantage of being half-vampire, his vampire side of him (from his father) cringed inside when he went out in the day time. He wore his trenchcoat then to hide his wings, and two short swords. His black hair covered his face so that no-one could see his sharp vampire teeth. He stalked the streets at night, for some reason he felt at home in the lonely, darkness of the night. The streets were no longer safe at night, not since that elf had become emperor. He knew, he didn't know how, but he knew that one day he would have to help to do something about it. He also knew that he would have to wait until the time was right, when a team came to him to recruit his help, and his unique talents.
Magnus spun around unsheathing one of his short swords and bringing it up to head height. Shinlong face was all it took to stop his hand and blade in midair inches from shinlongs face. Something had clicked in Magnus' mind, this was the one he was supposed to go with to gather a party and help save the fantasy world.
Magnus was stood in the shadows, he had been silent so far and he didn't want anyone to see him. He thought of himself as a cursed angel and hated his father for his vampire DNA. "Where do we travel to now Shinlong?" He asked wondering which direction they would be heading off in next. "We need more people before we can even consider tackling the evil elf emperor, but I've heard there's been some trouble to the west of here."