I am proud, I am an egomaniac of a being;
I love attention; I want glory;
I want to be wanted by God and the Devil;
I want to be known and more than anything I want you to worship me.
I want you to want me beyond anything in this world.
I need no introduction, but I shall indulge you with one all the same.
I am Lestat de Lioncourt, rockstar of the immortals. The whole of my immortal 'family' holds an important place in my heart where I'd do anything for their happiness and their protection.
Opinions of me vary, but I do suppose these these they weigh more in my favour than they've ever done.
Am I here to convince you of what I am?
Hardly. All the same I shall dare you to test your beliefs yourself.
Why? Because I can. Because you can.
I am the mystery and yet I shall deny you no answer you seek.
You see, above all else I enjoy talking and therefore any question you might be able to think of I shall answer unlike others who would make such claims of eternal life.
'Tis a sad thing to see I cannot even claim my own name here for the petty excuses of mortals who'd make a claim upon my identity.
I cannot hold it against them, I would wish to be me, too.
Pretending to be but a ghost of who I am would be the closest thing to greatness they could ever achieve.
I would entertain you with the image of me, for further such proof, but alas I'm quite sure my 'caretaker' as I affectionately have named him would not approve and as it is I'm very dependent on his approval to be able to remain here and be a source of entertainment to you all, but for some who would rather call me a nuisance.
I just want you to know me.