Evicire was born in a lab. He was the result of one of many experiments done by scientists. A gelupe. His mother was a fragile, silver gelertess. His father was an oversized, muscular shadow lupe. As soon as Cire was born, he was taken away from his parents. His experiment number, 0340, was branded on his thigh. Then, he was placed into a part of the lab where he would be taken care of until he was old enough to undergo testing. As a pup, Cire was always angry and short-tempered. That's usually the result of living in a lab. He was constantly poked and prodded, and never had a moment's peace. In one experiment, they gave him a shot that slowly made his pupil size decrease, little by little, until they disappeared completely. Amazingly, he could still see. The experiment was a success. A side-effect of this was that his eyes turned red, making him appear demon-like. The next experiment they tried was one they had been developing for years. They were going to try and make emotions completely different beings. Anger would be one being, sadness would be another, happiness would be one more, and so on. Cire was the number one candidate for this experiment. The result: Me. When the experiment was over, the scientists found out that it had not gone exactly to plan. Since Cire had only two emotions, anger and sadness, the only other being they created was me. I also remained part of him, only to take over his body when he was sad. The biggest drawback was that the other emotion, me, was blind. You see, since I never became completely separate, I remain inside him... I can't get out, so all I see is the blindness of Cire's hate. Anyway, with this new-found rage, Cire summoned up the power to escape from the lab. That's when Kyla found us. She stumbled upon Cire, the original half, and decided to take us in. She chose the name Evicire for the original, and gave me his name backwards. Ericive. We are the same gelupe, and yet we are different enough to be given separate names. Often, I have wondered what would happen if Cire were to ever be happy. Would that emotion manifest itself into another being? Sadly, I doubt I'll ever have the chance to find out. We are what we are... anger and sadness.