B.A.Z. Prologue
Benaiah Atsuko Zhen
jurist
I don't know if I am CURSED or BLESSED one like me has never been, I am immortal in every sense of the Word of God. I have been gifted with being born a Natural LYCAN & prickteaser yet I break every regulation of the tales you hear about the creatures. I am the Original Omega Alpha magnate of both sides because I was the number one. My gifts and abilities allow me to REGENERATE or { regen as I call it ), Shapechange into any carnal bird or mammal, give someone the curse I have been born with yet I can opt whether they are vamps or lycans and whether they can pass on the curse, then I can make humble variation of me not with all my ability but a vamper-lycan, I can change into a vaporous gas or smoke, I can bid animate being from the wild to come and attend me for any length of sentence they can dissent but they usually don't, from one mouthful of anything I can get its history sadly I can't do that to myself up until the second I tasted its essence, I can sense when others of elevated railroad power is in my realm of universe before they are anywhere near me and not know who that individual is boulder clay I see them, in my plantation I can see into unity future the paths that they can take the decisions that can be made to change those route yet is only happens at my plantation it is not substantial at world-class but as u travel closer to me the clearer it becomes, I can rule creature with a gaze or a tone deep into their heart and they will do my command for as long as I desire or until the mislay their usefulness and I let them go or kill them, my shadower is not my apparition any longer yet it is- it has a name Kensutu and he tells me he is the Godhead of soldierly arts and he is an ever seeking noesis intent that is like my conscience in a way- me personally I can not physically take hold my own in a bridge player to hand situation I depend on my speed strength and cunning-Kensutu when he chooses can jump into my organic structure and it's a whole different scenario.
My regen is something peculiar it is what makes me immortal, normal wounds stand no probability the just heal right up within seconds. If I am killed that's where things get a little more fucked up for the next person who finds me, you see let's say I'm missing a head when that tool gets close decent it will lose its head and for the brief of mo his head will be on my eubstance before it changes back to me but don't wink u could miss it, it does happen pretty fast so if there are others they won't even notice especially when their focus is on their companion who has just lost his nous. My regen just takes what it needs, the only thing it leaves behind is a burnt smell next to the victim.
My Sacred Grove the shoes where I am at pacification, where I am most menial, and where my power forcefulness growth. This place is called Angkor Wat located in Cambodia, cordinance 13 degrees 24'45 '' N 103 grade 52'0 '' E, built in the twelth one C created by Suryavarman II and Jayavarman VII. Angkor Wat was first a Hindu, later a Buddhist temple composite in Kampuchea and the larger religious monument in the human race ( until I bought it and made it buck private ). Its design is based on a Dravidic architecture, with key feature such as Jagati, it is designed to stand for Mount MERU, home of the Devas in Hindustani Mythology : within a moat and an outer wall 3.6 kilometer ( 2.2miles ) long are 3 rectangular heading, each raised above the next. At the heart stands a quincunx of tower. Unlike near Andkorian Temples, Angkor Wat is originated to the Mae West substance it is modernized without taking away from its beauty.
I have 33 platoons of lycans who turn into openhanded than rule silverback gorilla who have a prickteaser as a platoon guide. Each platoon consists of 60 men and adult female who have been trained as ninja assassins and the art of insurgent warfare plus 1 for the platoon guide. A single squad consists of 15 men and char, these men and char keep the primer coat and the sustenance of the structures. They live their lives here with their family and tyke. They are all firm to the grounds and will protect it and me to the death of them. They are all victor of the field of armed combat that has been showed to them and they practice every day so that their reflexes stay needlelike, of track there is a blood line of bid that I am not mentioning you know cause they have to report to soul before it gets to me it's very similar to the American English military social system. You know navy marines air force they have their area. I am very well protected in my grove and its outer linings up to a thousand mi radius.
I have been blessed with bully fortune when I came back from the decease I don't remember, I was chosen to ingest by my face by a radical of unknowns the one and only ultimate transformer, meaning she has no limit to what she can change into as long as it's mechanical. Her gens is Roamie. Any mannikin she chooses is ten fourth dimension better than the original, usually she takes the form of one of those full-size Nipponese piece of tail wench or one of those terminator machines like in that movie with that one guy, so as to mix in meliorate and make-believe to be my indorse. She also can phase or teleport short distances as far as she can see. The sizing of things she can turn into is limited though yet very interesting indeed, for example she could sour into one of those powerful air workmanship carriers but would only be able-bodied to carry one vehicle whether that be a armoured combat vehicle a bus a van 4 bike etc. etc. if you get my trend. She is amazing one of my priceless associate. she does have a weakness won't bolt down her but will invalid her where she won't be able to travel but still address kinda like being temporarily paralyzed from the neck down, is an E.M.P. blast and depending on how strong the bam will limit how long she is paralyzed. the most passenger she is able to carry depends on the form she takes for instance a small schooltime bus holds what 30 seated rider which could probably treble if there were no rump. I'm just saying. Oh yeah I might add that she is a copycat too, if she sees it she can do it. Like watch a sniper shoot a target at a mile away shed be able to do it at 3 she is a machine of course, and since I don't like guns I make an exception for this one on function when it's necessary.
wellspring now, life does birth its ill luck mine of course is having amnesia from my earlier life I mean I remember some things but its more guide towards myself than what I have done or what I was going to do what my goals were, life throws some very interesting curve balls. So from this point that I find myself i will always hold on a daybook and some of my profligate to recall from now on so this isn't to happen again.
Bahlyial Argent first diary entry, first blood stain
The yr is, damn I don't know, and I am not sure of who I am entirely, I awoke on a vessel and was told I was pulled aboard and as I was transferred one of their crew fell overboard the closest to me and when he was recovered he was missing an arm, a foot, and his head was caved in like someone had beat a trap through his face, a very odd thing. The low gear thing I noticed were that these creature were not pattern they couldn't even be from the planet. They called me an interesting specimen, how I understood what they were saying is beyond me, even with my doubts of what was happening and the big gaping pickle in my memories about myself I knew I had no clew of their lyric, yet I understood everything they were saying. Out of nowhere something spoke to me CONTROL YOURSELF I knew what he was saying but I was thirsty very athirst I killed everything living on that vessel. Then their posed a problem I didn't know where I was and I couldn't ask anyone reason there was no one left to ask. At that bit I vowed when I was capable I would never pour down like that again.
I searched the whole ship for something that could aid me to no service I was drifting and I knew eventually I would die again if I didn't trope out how to alleviate myself from my current predicament. There was a tumid crate in the loading are, well it looked like a crate, but on closer interrogation it was very acquit that it wasn't. Then I got this unusual vibration like I was being watched. Yet I knew there was no living creature on this vessel not even a spider. My keen grass tell me a lot of things. Yet pinpointing this was posing as a problem. So I forgot about it and continued my examination of this rectangular object there doesn't seem to be any forcible way to get it undecided looks to be sealed really tight. fucking aliens I say to myself, and I spoke back yet it wasn't me ( no penury to be rude after you just mutilated, eaten, and got us stay in boonfucked United Arab Republic, I mean enlighten me, they did rend your deadened ass out of the water and this is how you repaid them. I mean if you want u can always ask for more help, oh wait u can't, dead animate being don't talk of the town back. ) Who said that, I speak aloud ? I know I'm not crazy.
Yet there was no answer, and no one anywhere around and I knew this cause I killed them all. They were no match for my speed and strong suit, the raw ability of me, yet why do I feel so bad I never did before. I turn into a vaporization how I instinctively did this, I don't know and went around this box about twenty times until I noticed a place where I could seep in, when I got inside I was amazed, it looked like a cockpit of a very sophisticated intelligents, I mean there aero dynamics is veridical fucked up but what do I know I solidified myself and sit in the only seat in the thing and aspect for some type of communication device or something that could increase my prospect of finding out where I am or figuring out how to leave and outlast suit dying is not fun at all u miss all variety of things how did I know that. These things are all foreign to me there was no such matter as under water travel but I am under body of water cause I can smell it. Anyway I couldn't figure out how to work anything on and so I drifted, I hungered, for how recollective I don't know and all I could think about was nutrient, pussy, and death. The fuck ocean is a immense body of body of water and this vessel is far from the aerofoil I can experience the weightiness of it, to just forsake this craftsmanship or whatever it is without a architectural plan is not an option, I'm not suicidal.
I kept visiting that unknown box and pressing all the buttons, switching, panels or whatever I could see or suppose that would give me something anything, and repeating the physical process to no avail. one day or night or calendar month, whatever I couldn't William Tell here we were under water and I never learned cause I didn't know these matter existed ( isn't that something, you speak the truth with no childish cerebration behind it, unfeigned thwarting, HA ! ) as I heard this I was beginning to feel weird, this phonation and I had been having these one sided convos and I had been doing to the highest degree of the talking but this Wyrd is different this is that I'm about to pass out from starvation dehydration, I think oh shit as I fall forward hitting my question on that damned box I kept visiting.
When I awoke I was lying on a bed with an IV in my arm and gizmos going off claxon this and beep that. Now how did I get here, and I'm lost all over again. I can tell I'm still on the watercraft but this is an area I had never been to and didn't know it had. There is still no mother wit of biography but I had to get here somehow. In walks this Asian fair sex but I know she's not actual she looks really to the eyes but she is not existent. Who or what are you, I ask. I am Roamie, I will keep open you so u can save us. What yr is it I ask her, she says its 1342. As time passes Kensutu speaks to me ( you need to think you have the answer to this problem we are currently in and only you can figure it out all the info is in your brainiac you need to tap into that vast depot of information you collected from those being and get the answer we seek…….
Present day 2092 ... ... ... ... .... I awake from the dream of when I and Roamie first met. affair are so dissimilar now, im not sure enough who my enemies are from my yesteryear or who all I have pissed off matter should be really worry .