Jasmine L. Duman

PERSONALITY

BIOGRAPHY

Jasmine grew up in the bitter colds of frozen hearted Russia , her family was indeed of pure blood lineage but they weren't rich like other pure bloods. Even as a child she had to strive for greatness her parents would accept no less , her father Magnus L. Duman was a brutal teacher when it came to Jasmine's training she has plenty memories of her sleeping outside in blistering snow for messing up in training and her mother wasn't an angel either ; their were many nights when she didn't eat because she had shamed her parents in some unknown way. Many years had passed by and her training continued , Jasmine's heart had become hard and cold over the years that sweet innocent heart she once was had was extinguished and replaced with a heart of cold bitter frozen stone. As a final test her mother and father pitted her again her closest freind and her only companion Yohan F. Duman her older and only brother , during the beginning of the fight she was mentally unstable while her brother put her on the defensive using his best efforts to try and kill her.

As the battle raged on her mind began to break as it flood with emotions and questions , was this what it was to be a soldier? kill or be killed? Strip yourself of everything precious so nothing holds you back,? in her mind as she pult the trigger of her pistol and planted a bullet in her beloved brothers skull , her parents for the first time in her life praised her they actually gave the girl they treated so harshly for years what she wanted for years love.........But she no longer needed emotional ties , without so much as batting an eye she raised her pistol and let loose three rounds one at her mother's chest and one at her father's right shoulder and left leg severing his right arm and left leg , "what do you think your doing!?" her father screamed in outrage he didn't understand what his daughter was doing all he could do was stair as she lined her gun up with his head "Being the soldier you and Mama always wanted me to be" she stated coldly as she pult the trigger watching her father's lifeless body hit the ground like a rag doll a smirk plastered to his dieing face , she stood in that spot for a whole day and when the dawn came she would make her departure , "Spokoynoy nochi, moy dorogoy Papa" , she said as she walked off leaving her past behind to blaze a new future, she then later joined the Neo-Reich her rank being a soldat in the army of the Reich.She aspires to be in the Royal guard seeing it has the highest pinacle a soldier can reach.