[Servamp] Morozov, Kazimir

█ NAME
Kazimir Morozov
█ ALIAS

█ EVE

█ ITEM

█ SEXUALITY
Bisexual
█ ANIMAL FORM
Peacock

PERSONALITY

Kazimir is an impulsive, arrogant asshole to put it simply. He thinks he's the best of the best. His career of being a model doesn't help either. He holds himself to high standards and gets frustrated when he can't live up to them. He lives off of attention, especially praise. If you want to get a good kick out of him, just praise him. If it’s about his appearance, his most prized attribute, you will get on his good side. He’s superficial and is mostly concerned about himself. Besides himself, he does care about money, his social status, ideal love and fame. He wants nothing more than to be in the spotlight and to shine as brightly as possible. He wants die hard fans, fierce rivals and loyal friends. Anything that could make his life seem like a living reality show. He can be dramatic and take things out of proportion. So he's prone to hyperbole. He can be pretty dark, showing off his morbid sense of humor whenever possible. He views life as a competitive competition that only the best can get far in. Anyone who can’t get ahead is a nobody, no one worth his time. That doesn't mean he will ignore them; they do have one use. To pay attention to him and give him compliments. He can be pretty flirty with others even if he doesn't find them attractive. All he wants is for them to fall for him. He loves it when people get crushes on him and he loves to break their hearts afterwards. While he does dream of ideal love, he just can't seem to find it. He can be obsessive when it comes to revenge. If he feels he needs revenge, he will go through hell's gates just to get it. He can be extremely irrational.

BIOGRAPHY

Kazimir was born in Izhevsk, Russia to his mother, Zemfira Morozov, a servamp, and his father, Dmitri Maslow, who was her subclass. Dmitri was a married man who was having an affair with his mother and he was conceived between the two. After he was born, Zemfira mostly raised him on her own with Dmitri sometimes dropping in to check on him. Sometimes Dmitri would watch him while Zemfira went out for the evening, searching for blood. He liked it better when it was just him and Dmitri since his mother was bit...Violent. Kids get into trouble and that was something she couldn't handle. When he'd do anything that she considered "out of line", she'd do the same thing. She claimed it was what he deserved, that you reap what you sow.

Eventually his mother decided to start working at a company instead of continuing working as a freelance reporter. She wasn't allowed to bring him with like she was allowed to when she was a reporter. This meant he needed someone to watch him. That's when Dmitri started showing up more. Dmitri worked at night so he could watch him during the day. He explained this to his family as a job to make some extra money. His wife, Yvette Maslow, usually worked during the day so Dmitri wasn't too worried about him asking him about why he was never "home". That's when he met his younger half-brother, Myron. He was distant to him at first, not sure what to think of him. Back then he wasn’t aware Myron was his half brother at all. He only kept on wondering why they looked so similar to each other. Why he always called his father “papa”. When he was old enough, his father explained to him about the situation. It made him angry. Not at his father, but at Myron. Why did he get a loving family, one that didn't use violence as a means of discipline? Why did he get to have his father at all times? It was unfair. He wanted to show Myron who's the better one out of the two. He knew better than to show any sort of violence towards him so he just observed him and imagined what he could do to him. He hated him with a burning passion.

Skip forward a few years and Myron was sent to live at an orphanage. Kazimir was glad about it, maybe that'd mean he'd get his father to himself. Maybe he'd save him from his abusive mother. That didn't happen. Dmitri disappeared a short while after without even saying a word. At this point, he was old enough to watch himself so he didn't need a babysitter anymore. He was happy about that but the dread he felt from the disappearance of his father couldn't compare. He blamed Myron. He must've did something. He saw how betrayed he looked. He couldn't link any logical explanation to it but Myron must've been the cause. He pledged to himself to find Myron one day and to show him who's boss.

Within another few years, he got his wish. After searching for his dear long lost brother, he finally found him. Somewhere in Japan. That's where they traced him. He was adopted it seemed, with his last name being Kotov instead of Maslow. But that didn't matter. He headed off to Japan to confront him about everything. He's been obsessed with this mission for so long, it felt so good when he was finally able to pursue it. He showed up to Japan without knowing a lick of Japanese and he had one goal in mind. Show him who's boss.

Skip ahead a year. He ended up staying in Japan. He wanted to further his career as a model. Getting some coverage in Japan wouldn't be such a bad thing. Japan was a big populace place with plenty of potential fans. There, he’d also learn to struggle not only as a model but as an actor as well. He wants fame, plain and simple. He's been here since.

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