dracamaru

I don't know how long i'm here, i can barely say that i'm alive
My name is Dracamaru, i have at least a thousand years, my last memory about my ordinary life is my daughter's face, when a cursed vampire stole her life, today, i'm just about forgetin her face, but his name, the name of who i'll bring the judgement, the smell of blood and wine emanating from his mouth, it's carved in my soul.
I can't say how many of them i've already killed, but my hands are so dirty , so stained, i can no longer turn away.
About six century ago, i've become a Scholar in the arts of necromancy, following my path to kill the thirteen clan's leaders,so i've become a necromancy master, offering my life to Nurufantur, lord of Mandos, i lose part of my sight every fullmoon, but it doesn't matter, i already can't see anything but my vengeance. Some years ago, I crossed my path with lilith, who had gave power to him, after a dozen of days i had pierced her hearth out, now i'm carrying her soul embed in my skin as well her power, i'll let him know that i'm doing it, and i'll do it with every single bastard who have his blood.
In my notes i have:
Brujah, diablerized by Troile
Saulot, diablerized by Tremere
Lasombra, Killed by his sons
Tzimisce, killed by Lugo
Cappadocius, diablerized by Giovanni
Ravnos, Found dead in Umbra.
Ventrue
Gangrel
Malkaviano
Toreador
Salubri
Nosferatu
Assamitas