The Great Archives determine you to have gone by the identity:
Emperor of Night
Known in some parts of the world as:
Erebus of The Flesh
The Great Archives Record:
A sensual one who knows the flesh - and knows the blood.
How do we seem to you? Do you find us beautiful, magical? Our white skin, our fierce eyes? "Drink" you ask me, do you have any idea of the thing you will become?
Through blood all will be revealed to me
Life= The echo of joy in a chasm of despair for the inevitable is that as soon as we began to learn what to do with it through age and experience it is unfairly snatched from us.
Death=Waking up from a horrible dream!
Love=In despite of your instincts letting someone or something in to that vulnerable spot willingly and happily!
Hate= No definition for this most trite of all emotions