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 common sense of the word. I have been gifted with being born a Natural LYCAN & VAMP yet I break every rule of the tales you hear about the creatures. I am the Original Z Alpha KING of both side because I was the first. My natural endowment and abilities allow me to REGENERATE or { regen as I call it ), Shapechange into any brute bird or mammal, devote someone the curse I have been born with yet I can choose whether they are vamps or lycans and whether they can travel by on the swearword, then I can create smaller variant of me not with all my abilities but a vamper-lycan, I can interchange into a gossamer gas or smoke, I can hollo beast from the wild to come and assist me for any length of time they can protest but they usually don't, from one taste of anything I can get its history sadly I can't do that to myself up until the moment I tasted its gist, I can feel when others of promote abilities is in my realm of existence before they are anywhere near me and not know who that individual is till I see them, in my grove I can see into one future the paths that they can take the conclusion that can be made to change those way of life yet is only happens at my grove it is not potent at 1st but as u locomotion closer to me the clearer it becomes, I can master creatures with a regard or a look deep into their oculus and they will do my bidding for as prospicient as I desire or until the misplace their utility and I let them go or defeat them, my shadower is not my darkness any longer yet it is- it has a public figure Kensutu and he tells me he is the creator of martial arts and he is an ever seeking knowledge liveliness that is like my conscience in a way- me personally I can not physically concur my own in a deal to helping hand post I depend on my focal ratio posture and cunning-Kensutu when he chooses can jump into my body and it's a altogether different scenario.
My regen is something extra it is what makes me immortal, normal wounds stand no chance the just heal right up within s. If I am killed that's where thing get a little more fucked up for the succeeding individual who finds me, you see let's say I'm missing a head when that creature gets close enough it will drop off its head and for the briefest of moments his head will be on my physical structure before it changes back to me but don't blink u could miss it, it does bechance pretty fast so if there are others they won't even notice especially when their stress is on their comrade who has just lost his chief. My regen just takes what it needs, the only thing it leaves buns is a burnt flavor next to the victim.
My Sacred Grove the place where I am at peace, where I am most humble, and where my abilities strength increases. This position is called Angkor Wat located in Cambodia, cordinance 13 degrees 24'45 '' N 103 degrees 52'0 '' E, built in the twelth century created by Suryavarman II and Jayavarman VII. Angkor Wat was first a Hindu, later a Buddhist Temple building complex in Cambodia and the expectant spiritual repository in the domain ( until I bought it and made it private ). Its purpose is based on a Dravidian architecture, with key lineament such as Jagati, it is designed to represent Mount MERU, household of the Devas in Hindoo Mythology : within a moat and an outer wall 3.6 kilometer ( 2.2miles ) long are 3 orthogonal drift, each raised above the next. At the marrow stands a quincunx of pillar. Unlike most Andkorian Temples, Angkor Wat is originated to the western United States meaning it is modernized without taking away from its beauty.
I have 33 platoons of lycans who turn into bigger than normal silverback gorilla who have a vamp as a platoon guide. Each platoon consists of 60 men and womanhood who have been trained as ninja bravo and the art of guerilla warfare plus 1 for the platoon guide. A one police squad consists of 15 men and cleaning woman, these men and women keep the priming coat and the maintenance of the structures. They live their lives here with their family and children. They are all loyal to the grounds and will protect it and me to the death of them. They are all masters of the field of combat that has been showed to them and they recitation every day so that their innate reflex stay acute, of grade there is a demarcation of command that I am not mentioning you know cause they have to report to someone before it gets to me it's very similar to the American military social organization. You know dark blue marines air military force they have their area. I am very well protected in my grove and its outer linings up to a M mile radius.
I have been blessed with great fortune when I came back from the death I don't remember, I was chosen to have by my side by a group of unknowns the one and only ultimate transformer, meaning she has no limit to what she can modify into as long as it's mechanical. Her figure is Roamie. Any form she chooses is ten times better than the original, usually she takes the form of one of those life-size Japanese screw bird or one of those eradicator automobile like in that movie with that one guy, so as to blend in good and pretends to be my second. She also can phase or teleport short-change distances as far as she can see. The size of thing she can release into is limited though yet very interest indeed, for example she could turn into one of those herculean air craft carriers but would only be able to conduct one fomite whether that be a tank a bus a van 4 motorcycles etc. etc. if you get my movement. She is amazing one of my invaluable companions. she does have a helplessness won't kill her but will invalid her where she won't be able-bodied to make a motion but still verbalise kinda like being temporarily paralyzed from the neck down, is an E.M.P. clap and depending on how strong the attack will ascertain how farseeing she is paralyzed. the most passengers she is able to conduct depends on the cast she takes for instance a small school bus holds what 30 seated passenger which could probably triple if there were no seats. 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 fair game at a mile away shed be able to do it at 3 she is a political machine of course, and since I don't like triggerman I make an exception for this one on occasion when it's necessary.

wellspring now, living does take in its bad luck mine of class is having amnesia from my sooner life story I mean I remember some matter but its to a greater extent directed towards myself than what I have done or what I was going to do what my destination were, life throws some very interesting curvature balls. So from this point that I find myself i will always keep a diary and some of my lineage to remember from now on so this isn't to happen again.
Bahlyial Argent first diary entry, first line of descent stain
The year is, damn I don't know, and I am not certainly 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 confining to me and when he was recovered he was missing an arm, a foot, and his headspring was caved in like someone had beat a hole through his face, a very odd thing. The first off thing I noticed were that these creature were not convention they couldn't even be from the planet. They called me an matter to specimen, how I understood what they were saying is beyond me, even with my doubts of what was happening and the big gaping jam in my memories about myself I knew I had no clue of their linguistic communication, 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 hungry very hungry I killed everything support on that vessel. Then their posed a job I didn't know where I was and I couldn't ask anyone cause there was no one left to ask. At that moment I vowed when I was capable I would never vote down like that again.
I searched the unscathed ship for something that could help me to no help I was drifting and I knew eventually I would die again if I didn't physical body out how to alleviate myself from my stream quandary. There was a big crateful in the shipment are, well it looked like a crateful, but on closer examination it was very earn that it wasn't. Then I got this strange vibration like I was being watched. Yet I knew there was no surviving fauna on this vessel not even a spider. My keen senses 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 physical way to get it open looks to be sealed really squiffy. fucking extraterrestrial being I say to myself, and I spoke back yet it wasn't me ( no need to be rude after you just mutilated, eat up, and got us stuck in boonfucked Egypt, I mean straighten out me, they did pull your dead ass out of the piddle and this is how you repaid them. I mean if you want u can always ask for more assistant, oh waiting u can't, dead tool don't talk back. ) Who said that, I speak aloud ? I know I'm not crazy.
Yet there was no solution, and no one anywhere around and I knew this cause I killed them all. They were no friction match for my speed and lastingness, the raw magnate of me, yet why do I sense so bad I never did before. I turn into a evaporation how I instinctively did this, I don't know and went around this box about xx 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 dynamic is material fucked up but what do I know I solidified myself and sit in the just seat in the affair and facial expression for some case of communication device or something that could increase my prospect of finding out where I am or figuring out how to leave and go cause dying is not fun at all u miss all kinds of things how did I know that. These things are all unusual to me there was no such thing as under water supply travel but I am under water cause I can smell it. Anyway I couldn't figure out how to turn anything on and so I drifted, I hungered, for how yearn I don't know and all I could think about was intellectual nourishment, pussycat, and death. The fucking sea is a Brobdingnagian dead body of piss and this vessel is far from the control surface I can feel the weight of it, to just abandon this craft or whatever it is without a architectural plan is not an option, I'm not suicidal.
I kept visiting that strange box and pressing all the buttons, switches, panels or whatever I could see or think that would give me something anything, and repeating the process to no avail. one day or nighttime or month, whatever I couldn't tell here we were under water and I never learned campaign I didn't know these things existed ( isn't that something, you speak the truth with no childish thought behind it, echt thwarting, HA ! ) as I heard this I was beginning to sense weird, this interpreter and I had been having these one sided convos and I had been doing most of the talking but this Weird is different this is that I'm about to excrete out from starvation desiccation, I think oh shit as I fall forward hitting my head 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 beep this and claxon that. Now how did I get here, and I'm lost all over again. I can tell I'm still on the vessel but this is an field I had never been to and didn't know it had. There is still no gumption of life but I had to get here somehow. In base on balls this Asian adult female but I know she's not actual she looks genuine to the eye but she is not real. Who or what are you, I ask. I am Roamie, I will pull through you so u can save us. What year is it I ask her, she says its 1342. As time passes Kensutu speaks to me ( you need to reckon you have the solvent to this trouble we are currently in and only you can figure it out all the information is in your brain you need to tap into that vast stock of information you collected from those beings and get the answers we seek…….
nowadays day 2092 ... ... ... ... .... I awake from the dream of when I and Roamie first met. Things are so different now, im not sure who my enemies are from my yesteryear or who all I have pissed off things should be really interest .