Character Name: Muko Ookami
Status: Alive-ish
Race: God Crafted Being
Age: Ageless
Alignment: CN
Bio: Muko was created by a god, competing with other gods. Each creating a unique race, within certain boundaries, meant to survive an inhospitable world. The race Muko was the forerunner for eventually 'evolved' into the modern day Vampyr. Though Muko's kin fed on the life of living things to gain in power, not to survive.
It did not take long for his kin's creation, the first that's very nature was a curse upon the others in a direct way, to spark more like it. Soon the inhospitable world became a struggle between creations and not a struggle to simply survive. These creatures, the first mistakes the young foolish gods made, were a disaster. Their wars raged across more than just the earth, they expanded.
The Gods, in their youth and understandable shortsightedness, created creatures capable of magic and warfare not seen since. This power expanded, their battle began to war across the cosmos. Their sights, before focused upon each other, turned on their creators.
This is when Muko's journey ended. He was the vanguard, he was a god slayer. He had no care for the life of his kin's man, just a hatred for the gods that created the inhospitable and war torn world. His hatred was so great he did not care for the destruction his war with the gods was causing.
The young gods were approached, in prayer and sacrifice, by those of their creations that wished for peace. Those that had found a way to live among each other in harmony, a harmony Muko and those with his belief, would end. A peace treaty was struck and a plan was hatched.
To end the rebellion Muko would be entombed. The hopes of those created was he would stand as a better lesson to the next generation living then dead.
They were mistaken.
Muko was summoned, by his love. She, who loved him yet believed peace for the realms was more important, summoned him. To his eternal tomb he came. Upon arriving he was chained with magic, both old and new, from both creator and created. His life force drained. His body, broken. his escape, sealed. His war, ended.
It was not long after Muko's entombment that the gods felt they were wronged by their created. With the armies that threatened them dispersed. With their creations defenses lowered, they burned everything. Nothing was left, nothing but the tomb where they forgot about Muko.
Time passed, eons. Muko, his form and life diminished to nothing. His creator and its kin, dead from more foolish acts. The worlds, separated. Life, rebooted. His tomb, reopened.
His blood lust sated, his form changed by the only life force available, his body renewed yet altered. His hunger, insatiable. Now, this his life work accomplished by time and his enemies own stupidity, Muko lives on. Feeding. Fighting. Awaiting death.
*Attitude: Sly and yet mindless. Brutish and vulgar, yet with an alien intelligence.
Height: 6'2''
Weight: 165
*Eye Color: Colorless
*Skin Color: Pale
*Hair Color: White
Weapons/Armor: None. A talking raven
Abilities: Extreme strength, speed, and reflexes. Heightened senses. Accelerated regeneration.
Skills: Hand to hand combat.
Appearance: With white hair, im too lazy to write a description
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