Male

      You decide to take the shape of a male. Not that it is your actual gender. You don’t actually have a true gender. Just like you don’t have a true shape. You experimented over the time of your existence. You never found a liking for one gender over the other, it was more of what you were in the mood for being. But you have found certain shapes to be more comfortable to you than others. You developed a preferred mortal shape you liked and altered it for your different genders.

      The male body you created was dark haired, with purple eyes, light skin, strong muscles, with a tall and intimidating profile. Your body would have been considered that of a 19 year old. You enjoyed existing as this bio-age than any other. And you’ve tried them all. You give your body a set of large dark feathered wings, you liked the way they made you feel unbound even when existing in shape. You were sure to create clothing before you formed your shape. Your estate had a number of individuals who maintained it. It was sometime in the Roman era that you realized mortals did not enjoy nudity with others unless it was consensual. So you had come to clothing yourself when you took shape around others. Of course, the clothing was still you, and could be changed or dismissed when you wished to. The clothes you created tonight were a set of pants and a shirt that was open at the front, showing your body’s muscular chest. Your clothes were black of course. You had a liking for dark colors.

      You proceeded to your bedding quarters, considering what to do today. You had plenty of choices. You could enjoy your body on your own. Or you could summon a female to attend you. There were many who would enjoy a night in your bed. It would merely be a matter of choosing what you were in the mood for. Perhaps you should instead look for one to take as your mate. You had taken a few over the eras.