LSSJ Application- L2HUNT2- Xerxes

Player Key: L2HUNT2

IGN (in-game name) : Xerxes

Rank: Legendary Super Saijan

IC age: 5

RP app:
	A Saiyan newborn, born from a low-class warrior hated by the Royal Family for reasons unknown. The baby, yet to be given a name, was cast away, unleashed in the heat of battle by the crown. His mother and father, both warriors of the low-class, died in their efforts to protect him. It was then that his rage was born, that memories were forever burned in his heart, mind, and soul. It was only when the dust settled on the battlefield, that he was found, surrounded by a countless number of corpses. He was brought forth and trained by those who trained the Royal Family's children.
	His training commenced the moment he was aboard the Saiyan spacecraft, being throw brutally against the spacecraft's walls. He was beaten by the Prince's fists, pummeled by his kicked, and thrashed much like a piece of trash. Time and time again he was beaten until he couldn't stand anymore until he had coughed up so much blood- his skin turned pale. On the verge of death, he was given a chance to recover, thrown into the recovery pod that was onboard the ship. It was only for a moment that he was allowed this window of recovery until the beating resumed. This beating, although training for Xerxes', was only a pleasure for the Prince and his bloodied gloves.
	Upon arriving back to their home planet of Braal, he was greeted with chains, shackles. Thrown into a cage down below, near the core of the planet. All conducted by the Prince's wishes, stating to the King that Xerxes was killed during a transportation incident. For months, he spent his life there, surviving through insects and water that seeped through the ceiling and onto his forehead. No matter how long he spent there, no matter how many beatings he received, he never ceased to perish. In fact, each beating seemed to exhaust the Prince more and more each time, taking longer and longer to receive the effects that were desired. The bloodied, bruised, mangled face, that was what he desired when he proceeded to beat down Xerxes. It was only until one day, when those shackles couldn't contain him anymore. That day, when the Prince delivered his first blow, a grin formed on Xerxes' face as his eyes shifted to a greenish tint.