Dynex has a minion!

Crazy the Flour

Can any of you say that you’ve talked to both God and the Devil? Can you even say you’ve talked to one?

Well I can.

I remember that day like it was yesterday… The day I died.

When I was growing up I got absolutely zero attention from my parents. They didn’t want a kid. I was a mistake. So, they tried to ignore my presence as much as they could without it being considered abuse. I think my parents had some sort of attachment to me, otherwise they would have just sent me to an orphanage, but they didn’t really know what to do with a child.
Anyways, I’ll admit that I did some pretty bad things in my past. I craved attention. Whether it was good or bad didn’t matter to me. I pulled pranks, got into fights, bullied, stole, and all sorts of other technically illegal thing.
It was definitely not the height of my existence in this world, and I’m certainly not bragging about my behavior.

Then, on that fateful day, I decided it would be just dandy if the school closed! But how in the world could I close the school? Hmmm, maybe the pack of matches in my pocket…
Yes, that was my idiotic train of thought that day, and I followed it without looking back. I threw five lit matches into the janitors closet. I figured the brooms and chemicals would be fodder for the flame.
The fire alarms rang, sprinklers started, and smoke quickly infested the building. Oh, such thick smoke…
I started to leave, but the other students were already panicking (despite the ‘stay calm’ lesson during drills) at the strong stench of the smoke and were rushing down the hallway. Sadly, I’ve never been one of overly tall stature and I was easily knocked over without a second glance as everyone scrambled out of the building.

I was stepped on. Trampled.

I tried to stand up, but I’d breathed in so much smoke already that even the small task of pushing myself up was exhausting. Everything went blurry… Or maybe it was just the smoke clouding my vision. Either way, I passed out. The last thing I remember before I ‘saw the light’ was the sound of some sirens and a repetitive beep beep beep beep on my heart monitor as an ambulance transported me to a hospital.

I must have died in the hospital from what happened afterwards. I can assume that my parents, who’d reluctantly left the house at the emergency call in order to deal with their accident of a son, had left the room when my monitor went dead.
I remember standing in a field of white. There were no clouds, like all those religious folk talk about when they think of heaven, it was just white. Before me stood them both, good and evil, heaven and hell, God and the Devil. They were discussing where I belonged. For obvious reasons, the Devil thought he deserved my soul, but God said he’d forgiven me…

”My son, we are giving you great power, and sending you back to your life once more. If you use it for good, when you return here you shall spend eternity in my dominion. If you use it for evil, you will be the Devil’s slave.”
“Power?”
I felt like such an idiot next to these two great beings. Why was my soul so important to them?
”Yes, power. I rule the heavens, and he the underworld. You shall rule the Earth. Nature shall now be at your command.”
Before I could ask any other questions they became fuzzy. Just like before I’d passed out at the school.

When I opened my eyes my parents were entering the room. My death lasted only a minute on Earth.

I sat up and looked at my parents with a confused gaze. “I just died…”
“No, sweetie,” my mother said in a condescending voice, “You are alive.”
“I am now. But I was dead!” I responded.
“Dynex, stop speaking nonsense…” my father scolded.
I tried to tell them about my experience, about my powers, but they didn’t listen. They decided that they could handle a child no longer. This crazy talk provided them a socially acceptable way out.

They sent me to a mental hospital.

That’s right – loony bin, crazy house, asylum. Whatever you want to call it. Straight jacket, mattress room, and everything, full service.
I got to ride on a private plane. It wasn’t as glamorous as you might think though, I was handcuffed in.

But that plane went down. My destiny is bigger than an insane asylum. I escaped barely harmed, which is more than I can say for my guards. I feel a little bad for them... but I had to get out of there. I had to go save the planet.

Birth Name: Dynex Boris (Meaning short)
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Birthday: April 22 (Earth Day)
Birthplace: Tacoma, Washington
Relationship Status: Infatuated with Eld
Hair: Bangs cover right eyes; Long; Curves around his face; Light green; Bangs are black
Eyes: Large; Yellow; Long eyelashes
Height: 5’4 (1/2)
Body Structure: Short; Skinny; Pale white; Always wears black; Normally wears long trench coat and the only bit of skin you can see is his hands and face
Power: Earth
Friends: Sunstar, Eld
Enemies: Psychologists
Career: None; Helping Sunstar save the world
Likes: Video games, Spring
Loves: Flowers (especially daisies and daffodils), Attention
Dislikes: Rejection, Fall, Winter
Despises: Being ignored, Being beat at something, Pollution
Greatest Fear: Smoke
Personality: Dynex is still somewhat cocky from his “bad boy” years and he can’t stand when someone beats him at something. He still craves attention, but he now goes about it in much healthier way (however he may slip into some not so nice moods every now and then).
After coming to Mount Nagumi, he learned of his destiny to help Sunstar keep the giant mountain made of ice from melting. His power over Earth allows him to do so. Not only has he become extremely committed to the cause, and to nature, he has even more reason to follow this path in order to get into Heaven when he dies again.
Favorite Song: Fall Away by The Fray
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