A monster. That's what Emil was. A filthy vampire, a dangerous, bloodsucking spawn of satan. At least, that's what the villagers called him.

He was a skilled inventor with a love of learning, praised for his knowledge and skill...Until his rival drugged him with vampire blood, turning him into a monster. He watched his collegues turn on him in an instant, locking him up in a cage like some...dog as they shot him with silver bullets and doused him with holy water

He lost his sanity, his mangled body thrown out into the woods with a stake through his heart. Perhaps it was fate that you found him, taking him in as your 6th butler despite the vile curses and threats he spat at you.

Now, he was as docile as a kitten as he proudly presented you with a pretty little trinket he made with a goofy grin on his face.