I am the only of my kind that I know of...yet.

I REALLY Do NOT want to do this, having attention is not my thing, BUT I need to know if there are others like me. Sure, I am a Psychic Vampire among many other things, but I am not specifically seeking others who identify with this archetype. I need to know if there are any more of my kind, at least with me in this realm. I am a HELLING. All I know of my kind is that in the quantum realm I spawned into last year by complete accident, I was able to take my true form. I am a hybrid of a Humanoid Gargoyle, Panther, Bat, and Dragon. I walk with a digitigrade gait like the Greek God Pan, I create a sense of Panic just as well. There is a long story to me that leaves people running from me or ghosting me. My name is Vexanicus Vedanta, I was incarnated into this vessel from a place called "Stairbridge" (Or at least that is what I call it due to the many stairs and bridges I have seen in the castles there when I was taken from my body to visit through a Blue Black Purple Pink Portal back in 2004.) I am rolling my eyes as I type this, because telling this story has never proven fruitful for me other than that which has already fell rotten. But I need to try. I am suffocating this existence in this body when I know I am so much more. I was caught levitating unconsciously multiple times as a child, and my parents sent me to my uncle, a 33rd degree Freemason, who became my handler. My brother was telekinetic, and I was a levitating dreamwalker who communicated with entities that would visit me in this realm. My parents were terrified of us, because I would lead my litter brother outside to chant for the rain to go away so we could play, and it worked swiftly. Everything in nature came with ease to me. Statues moved around me, faces appeared in mirrors. My parents were HORRIFIED of me. This Handler would take me and my brother (most likely for MK ultra or Monarch programming) I remember My Grandmother handing us off to her brother (the Freemason) and he would NEVER cross the threshold of our home and take us in his truck and we would black out. We would then wake up (hours later as I checked the time) at an ice cream shop, and he would alert us that "It's time for ice cream" We were groggy, but as kids we were excited to get ice cream, and then he would speak with a man in a suit as we ate. Then he would have us get in the truck and we would black out again, and then he would wake us again when we were back in my Grandmother's driveway. He would then give us both a crisp One Dollar Bill and tell us to "Mind yer Grandmaw" I must add: This Man did NOT have a speaking relationship with us, other than to give us the wake up commands. At family gatherings, This man never said a word to us, nor did he even look in our direction. I remember once at a BBQ staring at him, just with this sense of deep knowing, even though I did not fully remember. I noticed him glance at me with a resonance that vibrated the space between us, and then I was blasted back to oblivious thought. In 2024 I was grocery shopping when I heard a though scream at me: "Get Ice Cream!" I found this very odd, as I was a former personal trainer and health nut and I did not eat such things. I wanted to ignore the thought, but it only intensified, so i gave in and got ice cream. When I went home to make dinner, i heard "EAT IT NOW! So I did and immediately I was transported back to my Uncle's truck as we were pulling into the Masonic lodge, somewhere in Tampa, Fl. I do not know exactly which one, but a few years back I was driving and stumbled upon the exact one from the memory. If I saw it again I would remember. Anyway, after this memory I began asking my parents questions about my past, to which they responded with fear, frustration, and telling me to just forget about it. Even contacting my brother (who the memory wipe was completely successful for) who then called me demanding that I stop asking questions. I pressed my family for more information, even telling them that I forgive them for whatever they did. I also told them I had a dream of them arguing about my memory resurfacing as a child, and that in the dream I heard their exact words of the argument and recited the entire transcript from the dream, and they freaked out and stopped speaking to me. I am not estranged from my entire family, and even my own kids have been programmed to believe that I am making all of this up. I decided to use my solitude to study as much as I possibly can on ancient names, magick, all with the Archontic distortion implemented in every publishing company. I have had dreams that have come true, some of which the reality I was able to redirect the course of by remembering the dream in good time enough to make a different decision upon the necessary moment. When I was a child, I had a blue demon looking entity that resembled The Duke Blue Devils Mascot. He revealed his name to be Lakarr, and he has saved my life from danger on numerous occasions, as well as possessing me in order to fight off attackers when I was jumped, and even saved me from being hit by a car by grabbing me the last second, and even rescued me from a mountain climbing accident in England. I only recently discovered myself a Vampire both Psychic and Sanguine (But I do not drink blood, despite my viscerally intense childhood craving.) I remembered my Mother telling me I was so weak, and she took me to my pediatrician, who recommended Liver in a blender, mixed with my milk because I showed signs of Anemia. My Mother told me that she blended the liver with milk and gave the bottle to me and I drank with a fury. She said my health improved rapidly, but I began screaming for more. She said one time she felt I ate too much, and she attempted to take the bottle from me, and she said i became so violent and my strength for a baby was off the charts. My Mother resumed giving me liver. She told me that when she breastfed me that i latched on so hard I drew blood and suckled furiously, so that is what made her switch to formula, and since that did not help, that was when she took me to the Doctor. I have done research on the Doctor present at my delivery and I remember his face from the very day I was born. He was also a Freemason of the same lodge as my uncle, so this leads me to believe they knew I was coming even before I was born. My theory is that they track our energy signatures so they know exactly where to send our souls, hence why I was sent to a family with a Dominant 33rd degree Patriarch to oversee my development, and suppress my true nature, and most likely use me as a battery of some sort. The reason I know the term "HELLING" as mentioned earlier is due to how when I quantum jumped to another realm, I was so confused to be working in a grocery store with this small blonde woman. I was so bewildered beccause the experience was so real. I then had a feeling and I said: " I think I can change into some sort of Panther bat?" To which she responded: "Ok show me." So I did. I immediately transformed into a Humanoid Panther with Batlike wings and scales. I flew around the store, then I changed back to my human form. The Woman was not scared, but shocked. She said: "So...You're a HELLING???" I then said: "i have never heard of this word, what does it mean?" Still in absolute shock, she said "I mean...I've heard of your kind in stories told, and books and such, but I never knew you were REAL!" I immediately began phasing out and I panicked. I Said: Please Hurry tell me what does HELLING mean?" But it was too late, I already phased back into my body on earth. I have many other stories, and I do not know how long it will be before something wipes my access to this account, because I face many digital anomalies whenever I share these experiences. I am looking to find if there are any other HELLINGS out there. I would also like to meet other Psychic Vampires as well, because perhaps I could have at least someone who gets wht its like to be this isolated. I currently feed off "Chaos shock" Bascially, I drive to other areas highly populated, and I scream absurdities like: "I'M THE GUY WHO SHOT ABRAHAM LINCOLN!" This either terrifies unsuspecting club goers, or it makes groups break out in laughter. I feed off this energy which also becomes an egrigore providing me with sustained nourishment whenever the story is recounted, or retold. I learned to do this over 10 years ago, but at the time I just thought it was funny and helped me get out of depression from being alone because it was just hilarious to scare people or make them laugh. I live in a conservative small town due to an inheritance which housed me after the covid nonsense. I am thankful, but very isolated and have no outlet to feed, or make friends due to the overwhelming number of NPC's. I look more than a decade younger than my human age, but when I do not feed, I begin to show closer to my human age, however this is reversed whenever I feed. I am not looking for a mate or anything of that nonsense, as I feel there is no human compatible with my essence. Perhaps I am limiting myself as a defense mechanism, but I have learned to live with the fact that relationships never seem to pan out for me. So my only desire is to find people with experiences similar to mine. Possibly GATE kids, as I was one of them as well, and especially anyone who had Handlers, or born to indoctrinated cults like Jehovah's witnesses, which I also originate from. If you do not know this term, HELLING please listen out for it. If anyone states this term, please contact me. There was one dictionary entry for it in the Ultimate Lexicon dictionary, but it was scrubbed, yet the top hit if you search "HELLING Ultimate Lexicon" will show most of the original entry before the scrub. The original definition is: The etymology of ‘helling’ can be traced back to Middle English, where it is derived from the verb “hêlen,” meaning “to cover or hide,” which in turn originates from the Old English word “helian.” It’s loosely connected to the idea of concealment or protection. Thank you for reading my story, and I hope you have found peace with your story and manage a good life despite this realm alienating us so harshly. I love you.