THE FATE
OF SALVATORE
"It called me in one of my dreams. I was dressed in my pajamas, and yet, the ocean told me to 'trust the waves.' Should I accept it?"
the calm before
i. before you follow, cursing is frequent but there would be no sexual nsfw on the timeline. it is both a preference and out of respect for the face claim.ii. the writer is a 21 year old following a gmt +08:00 timezone. if the time difference bothers you, please just step away.iii. please, for the love of god, do not interact if you fall even the slightest bit under the basic dni criteria.iv. the author would appreciate it if the lines of ooc and ic are not blurred. it helps them distinguish things better.v. as much as the author tries to accommodate those with exceptionalities, please approach them to inform if they need to adjust something to make it easier for you. from tone tags to other warnings.note: please do not expect me to know every piece of drama that exists on the timeline and in private. there is no need for being pushy about a matter that doesn't involve me. i would approach it in my own way without being forced. for grievances about my actions, please message me.
the storm.
i. the story of salvatore yuchengco is fictional but would utilize elements of reality such as places and past events. still, any semblances to what happens in the future are purely fictional.ii. salvatore speaks mostly english but would use filipino with his family—hokkien only thrown in between.iii. potential connections are subject for review. the author draws the line at purely sexual interactions.iv. salvatore yuchengco uses the face of Nishimura Riki of ENHYPEN, but not for impersonation with negative intentions. any actions done by the character should not be associated with the face used. no matter what.v. any plots and pre-established relationships are welcome and highly encouraged! you can discuss with the author and they can adjust accordingly.note: salvatore's lore is mostly influenced by his base storyline—the Phoenix-Pandora family. you might want to join in on the fun and chaos. (definitely ad-free.)
the seas roared
Name: Salvatore Yuchengco PhoenixNickname: Sancho, Oreo, Sally, Tori, SalBirthday: December 9, 2005
in its madness.
Manila, Philippines — April 2025The presumed youngest survivor of the fire that tore through the calmness of the Phoenix-Pandora manor has been spotted along the streets of Manila. A 19-year-old, now identified as Salvatore Yuchengco, is the adopted son of the Yuchengco clan. Living with a lavish lifestyle that none but the rich could afford, there were rumors of parties hosted a year before his age of maturity. Any attempts to tarnish his reputation, however, had been deflected by his influential family's payments. To Ignatius and Eleanor, who were awaiting his return, they were worried of all the data their private agent has gathered. Who, just who is Salvatore Phoenix behind his new identity?
home separated
Manchester, England — 1800sHome, to Salvatore, was defined by the scent of the flowers that bloomed in spring. Nestled in the comfort of the gardens that his fae siblings tend to as a past time, his little wooden treehouse worked on by their servants was where he could be found. A selection of his father's storybooks were neatly placed in a pile, only one which he was not fond of by the Brothers Grimm was what he used as a makeshift sleeping mask."Young Master Salvatore!" A servant would climb up the wooden ladder, disturbing his rest. Taking a peek through the little space left between his face and the pages that had creased in his solitude."Mister Winston! Might I ask for you to tell my father that I have attended practice?" Salvatore grinned, his eye glinting the same hue as the waters he had grown fond of.A protege of his mother, Salvatore's genius at creating harmonies that only a siren could master was not left unnoticed. Yet, there was never any conclusive evidence of the creature that Salvatore will end up as.His song had always been feared by both young and old. The sharpness of his teeth allowed him to consume a few young sailors in their inaugural ventures into the harshness of the waters they pray to master.In a few of his first attempts at finding humans to prey on, he lacked agility to capture them before they could escape. His carelessness was blamed on the existence of other sirens in the waters, their parents clueless of what he would present as in time. They have already figured out a hierarchy of who shall gain rights to the estate, yet, none of them had allocated any major properties to the young Salvatore.Even as the summer heat would press a kiss on his cheek, the coldness that was present in the distancing his elder siblings had done between themselves could be felt. Moving past it and trying to reconnect them proved to be a harder task.Lacking among the siblings was the bond that could keep them together but no one was willing to maintain it other than Salvatore, Scarlet, Skyler, and Naomi. Among all others, he would confide his secrets with them.In all of his attempts, they proved to be fruitless. A fire, brutally reminding everyone of how cruel life could be to mortals, struck fear in those of their kind. Though they may last longer than humans, their establishment of what home meant was no longer.Amidst the fire that ravaged their home, he watched as some of his siblings had fallen victim to it while others were recuperating beside him.He wouldn't be the best for saving anyone but his cowardice costed more lives.It took years for them to settle with a new home. One that felt emptier than the one they left since it didn't have the joys and the chaos that solidified its foundation."I wonder when they will be home." Salvatore looked out of the window, his fingertips tapping against its edges."They certainly would not come home if you are here sitting and lazing around!" Naomi jokingly scolded him.Perhaps, the fire was a sick and twisted way of introducing a new life to them. One that didn't have to be full of dread and worry.
by the deep blue.
Manila, Philippines — April 2025It is customary for families who rely on their traditions to pass a heirloom from one generation to another. For the Yuchengcos, however, their family heirloom came in the form of Salvatore.The lad's recovery was thanks to his appetite that was reintroduced by those who tried to scavenge the ruins of their homes. The greed of the humans who came to destroy rather than help was enough of a reason for him to excuse his behavior. Their sin of coveting their neighbour's goods was a thing that did not go unnoticed.It only added to the addictive taste of flesh akin to a gift that keeps on giving.Traversing the deep blue that he had missed, the journey was nothing short of thrilling. The close calls, the desperate cries, the blood that tainted the purity of the water—he missed it all.On a particular excursion to the Philippines, he had met the patriarch of the struggling Yuchengco clan. He only accommodated his curiosities if he did not had Salvatore stuck in the net."Don't you fear me?" He asked, his eyes brightly blue as he stared back at the old man."Shui gui!" The child screamed at him as he slowly eased into his human form. Less of a humanoid but freakish nevertheless."No, but I might be able to strike a deal with you." A pact that had intertwined his fate with the Yuchengchos was forged on the day of his capture.You're part of the family. Hidden, but with an important role. Diplomatic, if you will.His role was simple. Participate in the out of town meetings, monitor the victim, and consume them away from the shore. Pretty straightforward.Salvatore thought it was too good to be true but it helped sustain a lifestyle that was not as it is when he was young. Now, at approximately 200 years old, the maturity that comes with the improvement of technology.The first time a mortal broke the rule, his identity as an adopted son of the Yuchengcos was aired into the general public. Furious, yet defeated, he returned to the Yuchengco manor only for his rebellion to their wishes be turned against him.A part of him longs for a home that does not mean he had to be used as a pawn in their game.At the very least, the only few who humanized him were the younger generation. Their fathers, on the other hand, have reservations about him but would rather honor their end of the deal if they are avoiding the bloodshed."Ahia Sancho!" The eldest of the fourth generation of the family threw himself into the pool. Salvatore laughed, not minding how the teen disturbed his swimming session in the pool. The heat of Manila wasn't for the faint of heart—inclusive of the siren.It was a pain for him to age and see his friends come and go. The kindness that some have showed was what sustained him for long. A part of him wishes he could go home, but what's a home if he couldn't find his way back to his siblings?Moreso, how could he face them knowing that he had done no help in the homecoming of their lost siblings? After all, he did claim he will find them.How could he want to be home?
welcoming those
note: Salvatore is open for plots. From casual ones to deeper ones that may or may not affect his storyline, the author allows them.Discussions can be done through direct messages.
who are worthy.
Scarlet. His closest confidant and pearl collector. A frequent witness to his emotional outbursts, her company had become one he sought after at this worst.Skyler. His older sibling who wanted to kidnap Cream from him and called him Oreo—prompting him to reevaluate his life decisions.Naomi. His older sister who had scolded him countless of times of how his emotions have gotten in the way of his work. She, however, steers his actions somehow—with questions over how he even managed to royally ruin himself.Yuki. His friend who would throw him under the bus, literally, if he says another word.Kyzo. A dear part of Salvatore's life who once believed that steaks and pajamas worked together. As Salvatore owed him a lot of dinners, the need for dinner reservations they would attend in their pajamas had increased over time.Khali. His bestie who is worried of his borderline insane sleep schedule. Otherwise, they just eat pizza and playfully fight one another.Vega. An unexpected presence in his life. From business partners, they have begun writing their plans for world domination.Kirito. A feline-like friend to Salvatore who he confides his mundane woes and joys as he enjoys his cup of matcha from the cafe owned by Rito.