Hannibal
"I suppose the reason I neglected to kill you is because I find you vaguely... Interesting."
A forgotten shadow that somehow still lives
Loner- Former Dusk Syndicate
Appears 45 moons (Actual age is at least double that, though his exact age is unknown to most cats)
Male [cis; he/him]
Aromantic, Asexual
Power - Cannibalistic Youth
So long as he continues to partake in the flesh of other cats, Hannibal will never age.
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There are a great many things a cat can learn in their life, all of which is colored by their perception and emotions. When you remove one of those lenses from the viewing scope of life, you will find that it is a much different landscape than anything anyone else has experienced, and will ever experience. I do not think much on this view, but I understand that others will find themselves repulsed by what I am able to do whilst lacking the feelings that they do. But at the same time, there is an artform in dissecting the minds of others and warping their truths to what I see fit. A beauty to it. Where there is repulsion, depending on the light that I paint myself with, I can turn that repulsion into pity, perhaps even sympathy. The longer I walk this ground, the more I understand how others work, and how further to degrade their sense of self in order to form them into what I may need. Call it monstrous. Your description of it does not matter to me. All that matters is that I have my attention sated.
Hannibal portrait by avvarysa on DeviantArt
Hannibal Icon by staniqs on Tumblr