Daimon sat in the window frame on the 35 floor of the building. The highrise was uninhabited and derelict just like most of the buildings in this time. It was dark outside only the pale moon illumined the dark streets below slightly. He didn't know what time it was or even which day. Everything seemed so surreal since the day when he lost everything he once had loved and believed in.
But today he was here. He was here to help the common, hardworking people in this era to smooth the ways. Their only wish was the idea of a new age dawning someday. A peaceful world without intrigues and betrayal with the dimension of the current age. Maybe his own soul could eventually come to rest in a world like that someday.
That was why he was here today. Now he could see the shadows down in the streets below coming to live. It was time. There was still a lot of work for him to do until this new age could begin and today he hoped to come a good step closer to this goal.
Name: Daimon Fisk
Gender: male
DoB: 03.01.
Age: 27
Voice: Timmo Niesner
Setting: present age/near future
Family: parents - unknown, brother - deceased
Hair Color: multicolored (dark pink, brown, rose, blonde), wavy
Eye Color: golden
Physical Description: well-built, athletic
Personality: thoughtful, calm, friendly. He has a hard time trusting other people. On the one hand because he got betrayed by his old mates and on the other hand because he don't want to cause another persons death because of their relationship.
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