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- Key:Mike43
- Character Name: Mike
- Character Age:16.4
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- Desired Rank/Rare/Skill:Embodiment (Life)
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- Mike had always been a simple fellow. Having come from the Union of a Human Mother and a Beast-Folk Father he had a rather simple upbringing. Even when the Alien had taken over their world things were still peaceful on the farm for the most part. But one day things changed for the worse. A battalion had to their lands and had razed it from existence. His family had been one of the benefactors aiding resistance with Foods and textiles.
- The attack had happened during the night. The young Half-breed had never even seen the attackers. Blasts of pure energy lobbed towards their homestead , ripping it to shreds in a matter of seconds, the farmlands being destroyed . The commotion had woken him up along with the screams of his siblings.
- But he didn't stay awake for long, he was hit over the head as the roof fell down. When the morning came he woke under the rubble. His body feeling oddly find. Trying to make his way out he eventually came to see the light of day. Getting out he came to find that that he was covered in blood. He knew it was his own but he couldn't find a single wound on his being.
- The place that had once been his home was now rubble and His family was no where in sight. He assumed the worst but was left confused, why and how was he still alive and what had happened to his family's land. Had they been attacked by the Aliens, by Bandits, some Madman? He never actually found out.
- The years went by and by the time he had made it to civilization the planet's opressors had already been dispatched of but the sentiment towards Non-Earthlings was already in quite a few people's minds. Though in that time away from people he'd come to find he had an odd affinity for healing, though he never quite understood how he did it. He just thought of himself as a mystical healer.
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