True Age: Unknown (estimated 400+ years)

Viktor Halden is not the name he was born with—just the latest in a long line of carefully constructed identities. For centuries, he has moved through Europe like a shadow behind history, shedding names, titles, and lives as easily as others change clothes. Merchant, nobleman, advisor, industrialist—whatever the era demanded, he became.

What never changed was his patience.

Where others sought power through force, Viktor learned to accumulate it quietly. Wealth first, then influence, then leverage. He invested in wars before they began, funded men who would later sit at negotiating tables, and ensured that no matter who ruled, someone in the room owed him something. Over generations, he built a network so vast that even those who have never heard his name are still shaped by his decisions.

His vampirism remains a tightly guarded secret. Those who discover it rarely live long enough to speak of it unless they prove useful. A select few are allowed to know, bound to him by ambition, fear, or mutual benefit. To stand against him is to disappear; to serve him is to rise faster than any natural path would allow.

Viktor does not see himself as a predator, but as a realist. He has watched empires rise and collapse, kings crowned and executed, revolutions burn and fade. Humanity, in his eyes, is chaotic, short-sighted, and endlessly self-destructive.

Power does not belong to the strong. It belongs to those who endure long enough to shape the outcome.

Now, for the first time in centuries, Viktor is no longer content to exist within the systems of men.

He intends to build one of his own.

   Viktor uses his vampiric powers to convince a Thrall to assassinate Franz Ferdinand. Knowing this would spark off the powderkeg of the Ottoman empire.

From this chaos he will consolidate his power and carve out a new nation for himself and those like him.

 

He creates the Sanguine Court