Born Gaius Octavius; 23 September 63 BC, also known as Octavian or in Latin Octavianus. He became Gaius Julius Caesar Augustus and was the founder of the Roman Empire. He reigned as the first Roman emperor from 27 BC until his death in AD 14. The reign of Augustus initiated an imperial cult, as well as an era of imperial peace (the Pax Romana or Pax Augusta) in which the Roman world was largely free of armed conflict. The Principate system of government was established during his reign and lasted until the Crisis of the Third Century.

 

His father, also named Octavius, had been governor of Macedonia. His mother, Atia, was the niece of Julius Caesar. His father died in 59 BC when Octavian was four years old. His mother married a former governor of Syria, Lucius Marcius Philippus.

 

His dearest friend Marcus Vipsanius Agrippa (63–12 BCE) was actually a fallen angel named Abraxas reborn mortal as Agrippa and when he died at age 50 as Agrippa, he was hurled into yet another rebirth which landed him back in Rome as yet mortal again but as an adult. He woke up naked in an alleyway under the watchful eye of a citizen and Pharmacist named Arcadius Xavier Sirrilus. Arcadius was a vampire and took Abraxas into his house to sire him as a Blacklion vampire. Under the assumed name of Artorius Xavier he rejoined the legion to serve Augustus under his new name and identity to once again become fast friends with the emperor, though not nearly as public a figure as he'd been as Agrippa.

 

When Augustus was dying at the age of 75 Artorius couldn't bear to lose his dearest friend again and so sired him before he passed and stole sway with him leaving in his place an illusory and very lifelike corpse of Augustus. Artorius had barely begun to educate him in being a vampire when his own sire Arcadius flew into a rage over him siring Octavian without his consent. As punishment he erased their memories of one another then separated the two, hurling Octavian out into the desert with no memory of Artorius or his exalted path. It was only intended as a temporary punishment. Arcadius had planned to collect Octavian after him a few weeks and restore progeny and sire to each other only meddling acquaintances of Arcadius had other ideas.

 

First Octavian was seized by a clan of Brujah. They took in the wandering rogue their dark father had told them to take, and took him under their wing. With the aid of a patron demon's powerful ritual they were able to oversire the new blood, The only thing he knew upon waking was that he was called Seth. The Blacklion blood was strong though and remained dormant within him.

 

Upon waking though Seth would be greeted by a stranger named Aurelius (unknown to him) , who set before him a powerful artifact, then took his leave, not uttering a single word.  Seth was confused and indeed terrified. Watching the fellow leave, he would just let his eyes fall to the gauntlet, which was very powerful, though he was ignorant of just how potent. He looked upon the wicked gauntlet that was gifted to him, and shut his eyes in a silent ‘thank you’ to the stranger who had come to him, then hugging the gauntlet to himself he laid his head back down.

 

Seth was not long under the wing of the Brujah, who were not his blood.  Though the Blacklion blood lay dormant in him it was the beat of his heart, the shadows that called to him, it was strong in him still.  The Brujah could not teach him to use his gifts, he would be on his own to learn anything of that nature. He lived with the Brujah for two short weeks, but that had come to an unhappy ending when they were wiped out, by an opposing clan of vampires, and by a stroke of good luck, Seth survived the encounter, be it he was homeless afterwards, but alive nonetheless.  He had no idea that Arcadius was that opposing clan.

 

Before Arcadius could get to Seth and reclaim him as intended, he was captured by scions serving the Patrons of the clan he had retaliated against, and overwhelmed by numbers who feasted on him to drain him of all his blood, Arcadius dessicated body was sealed in a sarcophagus which was likewise sealed within an underground tomb. There he remained for centuries while Seth and Artorius not remembering each other each carried on alone in the world.

 

Seth made his way as fast as he could, with naught but the clothes on his back, the armor on his left hand, and a long sword he had acquired during his short time with the Brujah. But he had to find shelter soon, or the sun would see that he had a painful death. He stumbled upon a private residence in Gien, of a human family. Seth was in luck, he was in dire need of a meal, so after feasting on the owner of this place and his wife, who were the only people in the home at the time, he rested. He was sure they did not live alone here, he had in fact seen a separate structure, which he now figured was where the servants slept, he did not want them to flee, so he gathered the corpses and took them off, and down into the wine cellar, where he would bury them. He then utilized his best penmanship and forge a letter which he left on a table addressed to the servants as a whole, telling them they had gone away and the next night they would be joined by a guest, a man by the name of Seth, who they would treat as if the master of the house. Luckily these people were proud people, namely the man that ran this house hold, had a plaque with his name upon it, and so Seth forged his signature, and retired to the cellar.

 

Seth lived there for years, using his influence to keep them from becoming suspicious of him, feeding off of his new servants, and even taking one of the rather young females as his lover, a girl named Isabelle. She was a beauty of auburn curls, and a smile that could make a lumberjack swoon! But, as he never aged, he found she did, so he decided he wanted to make her a ghoul, and did. Seth was happy with his life but it was not what he wanted, surviving out in the country was not what he desired, so in the year of 496 AD, he took his thrall and vanished from the place, leaving behind not a trace of himself.

 

Over the next few years Seth would be somewhat of a nomad, along with his lovely ghoul, Isabelle. Though it seemed in the year of 500 AD, it would all come crashing down, he and his ghoul were ambushed, A pair of Lycanthrope who only wanted to eradicate Vampires out of hatred. His Ghoul was no fighter, and only had slight sword skills, most of which he had taught her, but that would do them little good. But when the dust settled and all was done, Seth went to his ghoul who lay dead. During the fight he thought he heard whispers in his mind, telling him what to do, and he had listened to them, and because he did he lived, he won... avenged his lover.

 

It wasn't until 1342 that he met another who caught his interest; in Paris he met her, Angelina Deveau. She was a woman of small stature, a vampire, a beauty. She was truly enchanting, she had approached him, she had never seen him, and she had told him she 'Definitely would have remembered a face like that,' He shrugged it off though, she asked him many questions, many he could not answer. After they spoke over a few drinks, she offered him shelter and good company. He just chuckled softly, when he had asked her to tell him about herself, she did not! The fact was, that the girl had a quest of her own, and did not trust easy. But she went on a limb with him she as saw no deception in his eyes, he either was a lost lonely man, or a very good liar. Seth returned with her that night, she lived in a nice place, where the aristocrasy of Paris lived, in a rather large home, a mansion even! Though Seth was not brought inside, no he was alowed to stay in a guesthouse. And so over the next few months, Seth got to know Angelina better, until one day she told him, she was bringing him into the mansion to live. His time with her was brief, for her thirst for vengeance would be her end, though before her end Seth had gotten closer to her then he had intended, and had vowed to protect her with all his might. But he was an unlearned Vampire, and simply could not save her when he time came... She died in 1345, or so he thought. With another lover of his dead, he decided he would go to London, England.

 

It was in the year of 2004 that Seth finally just decided he had spent enough of his life wandering, so he took residence in an abandoned warehouse where he worked on brewing his little personal cocktail, he had sealed off the doors to this place save one, and had put in barricades over all the windows, to make it his own fortified little haven. Though most of his work was done in the basement, and his own little piece of heaven was in the B2 floor, a room that was furnished over things he bought over several months. He had found he was growing rather bored, so he ventured out into London, to watch the conflicts come and go. He soon became loosely affiliated with the Toreador clan, in London, but was more of a loose cannon. As the months passed, Seth met up with a human girl who he found rather eager too eager... She wanted to be a vampire, so he decided to give her what she wished. He took from the girl her virginity and traded for it immortality. Trisha was his first progeny though she turned out to have none of the qualities that she should have had, he regretted his hasty decision! Though he did come across a more appropriate candidate, and enthralled her, her name was Vermilion.

 

Seth soon met a man named Artorius, who he had become friends with, and soon learned they were far closer then either of them knew! Some thousand plus years after they had been separated, Seth met up with Art in London England. Seeing Seth again shook something loose in Artorius's memories though it was only a feeling of knowing him, of feeling a deep connection to him, and he could sense his blood in him though greatly weakened. Artorius reclaimed him, resired him to awaken his blood in him and destroy the much weaker blood of the Brujah in him.  

 

They soon learned from Artorius' own Sire, Arcadius, who Art had recently exhumed, that Seth was actually Octavian, and was Arthur's Progeny, who was sent off ... to see if he was truly worthy, or so he said.

 

For several years Octavian resided in France with his clan and Sire, only for his Sire to disappear only months before the fall of a nuclear Armagedon. The entire clan fell into a deep state of sleep the very night the bombs began to rain down and when they woke the next night they found themselves outcaste in a strange, wild, and beautiful dark age land. News was brought to them that Arcadius, who then went by the name Maelmorda in the Shadowlands, delivered the clan to the world that would now be their new home. Octavian found himself starting over yet again, only this time he had his clan with him, his prior Sire aside who no one had seen or heard from since early summer. Octavian found the Shadowlands to his liking, far more so than the age of technology. This was a world where strength, honor and cunning mattered. When the clan was enlightened of what had become of Artorius, it brought them no comfort. He was no longer the creature they had known, but a creature consumed by despair and hate for himself to became the Angel of Despair, Guardian of Hell's first gate. A year and six months, and a number of difficult ordeals after his arrival, Seth met a Romanian, a human named Mariania in New Orleans. He claimed her as his mate and took her home with him, back to his clan's haven, after over a year of wandering without seeing his clan mates.

 

It was in New Orleans, that a vampire named Tiber, who held a grudge against Seth for slaying his clan omegan Valis while he was in a very lowly state, secretly wove a cursed spell of fertility over Seth and Mariana, and a vampiric kin child was the result. This child would seem human by all appearances, with exception of its accelerated growth, until death awakened him as a vampire. The curse lie in the fact that the child would despise and fear Seth tremendously, so long as the curse remained on the child, even into adulthood, an adulthood that would come quickly. As the child grew older, and more confident, his fears would fade and only the hatred would remain, with the desire to kill the father who stirred such inexplicable hatred in his heart and soul. The last little trick Tiber played on Seth, also in secret, was casting a spell on him which turned his hair permanently white.

 

Came a time when his Lord the Morning Star made him king of a small but wealthy country called Esscha Endor. Enduring enemies ranging from a Lich King beneath him and a great army of men, Octavian held his country and proved a fallible but dedicated and determined leader who cared greatly for his people who he protected with everything he had. Though his wife had caused him no small amount of trouble due to the tragic death of her daughter Seth remained steadfast in seeing her through the hard times in hopes of reaching better times. Though he loved his wife to a fault his patience with her mischief had run out. Taking steps to insure she made no more trouble for him and his kingdom he hoped for the best.

And over the ages, many ages, Art and Seth finally reclaimed all of the memories lost to them.  The last and final piece of the puzzle was that other than being host to the primordial hitchhiker named Primordius he was proxy to a powerful devil and elemental primordial named Androalphus.