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Imanuel
Legacy Name: Imanuel

The

Bloodred Yaherra
Owner:

soren

Age: 5 years, 6 months, 3 weeks

Born: September 26th, 2018

Adopted: 5 years, 6 months, 2 weeks ago

Adopted: October 4th, 2018

Statistics

Level: 12
Strength: 25
Defense: 25
Speed: 26
Health: 25
HP: 20/25
Intelligence: 3
Books Read: 3
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Unemployed

information

NAMEImanuel "Manny" David
AGE31
BIRTHDAYJanuary 3rd
HEIGHT6'1''
GENDERCis male (he/him)
ORIENTATIONBisexual

RACEHuman
ELEMENTAL AFFINITYNone
OCCUPATIONSoldier
RELIGIONNone
HOMETOWNPeruthias, Tobiak
ALIGNMENTTrue neutral

gone with the wind

He would never forget exactly where he was the moment they came for him. The moment that shattered his soul. The moment that would change things far beyond his wildest dreams, forever.

He was 24, hopeful and too naive, when he learned that his mother and sister had been killed. According to the authorities, a terrorist group had targeted the high-profile social event that his mother - a powerful politician - could not afford to miss. Bombs went off. Glass ceiling shattered, many lives lost within seconds. The ruling government body vowed retaliation against those who would threaten the stability of the state. It didn't matter. The mental image of his mother and sister, disfigured and dead, clung to his thoughts like a pest, tormenting his every waking moment and breaking the person inside of him. How? Why?

He'd never get a clear answer from anyone.

He was heartbroken over the loss of his mother, but it was the absence of his sister that particularly stung. She was several years younger than he, and he had always been her protector, her personal bodyguard on the playground. She looked up to him, and she would often mimic his behaviors and absorb his interests. Once she was old enough to do so, the two of them would make up their own games and play them until long after the sun went down. In their teenage years, they relied on each other for comfort in the face of youthful angst, often discussing their girlfriend problems beyond earshot of their parents. He was proud of her when she went with her school football team to the finals, and even prouder when she came away still smiling, even after a loss. He was proud of her when she finally got her first A on a homework assignment. Hell, he was proud of her for so many reasons...

He remembered how she had initially declined the offer to go with their mother to the social event, but changed her mind when she found out the girl she liked would be there... and he was proud of her for being brave, too...

...but pride became anguish like no other.

...