Benaiah Atsuko Zhen
justice

I don't know if I am CURSED or BLESSED one like me has never been, I am deity in every signified of the word. I have been gifted with being born a natural LYCAN & VAMP yet I break every rule of the taradiddle you hear about the puppet. I am the Original omega Alpha KING of both face because I was the foremost. My talent and abilities allow me to REGENERATE or { regen as I call it ), Shapechange into any carnal bird or mammalian, give someone the condemnation I have been born with yet I can pick out whether they are vamp or lycans and whether they can pass on the curse, then I can produce smaller versions of me not with all my abilities but a vamper-lycan, I can change into a transparent gas or dope, I can anticipate animals from the state of nature to come and help me for any length of clock time they can hold out but they usually don't, from one perceptiveness of anything I can get its history sadly I can't do that to myself up until the mo I tasted its substance, I can sense when others of elevate abilities is in my realm of being before they are anywhere near me and not know who that somebody is till I see them, in my grove I can see into ace future the route that they can take the decisions that can be made to change those way of life yet is only happens at my grove it is not unattackable at initiative but as u travel closer to me the clearer it becomes, I can prevail beast with a regard or a look deep into their eyes and they will do my bidding for as long as I desire or until the lose their usefulness and I let them go or belt down them, my shadow is not my phantasm any foresightful yet it is- it has a epithet Kensutu and he tells me he is the creator of martial arts and he is an ever seeking noesis disembodied spirit that is like my scruples in a way- me personally I can not physically arrest my own in a mitt to script situation I depend on my hurrying strength and cunning-Kensutu when he chooses can jump into my body and it's a hale different scenario.
My regen is something exceptional it is what makes me immortal, rule injury stand no chance the just heal right up within s. If I am killed that's where things get a little more fucked up for the next someone who finds me, you see let's say I'm missing a header when that creature gets close enough it will lose its chief and for the briefest of moments his mind will be on my body before it changes back to me but don't blink u could miss it, it does happen pretty fast so if there are others they won't even notice especially when their direction is on their associate who has just lost his head. My regen just takes what it needs, the exclusively matter it leaves tail is a burnt smell next to the victim.
My Sacred Grove the situation where I am at repose, where I am most base, and where my power military posture step-up. This place is called Angkor Wat located in Cambodia, cordinance 13 degree 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 Hindustani, later a Buddhist Temple composite in Cambodia and the larger spiritual monument in the world ( until I bought it and made it buck private ). Its purpose is based on a Dravidian language computer architecture, with key feature film such as Jagati, it is designed to stand for Mount MERU, house of the Devas in Hindu Mythology : within a moat and an outer rampart 3.6 kilometers ( 2.2miles ) long are 3 orthogonal galleries, each raised above the succeeding. At the center stands a quincunx of tower. Unlike most Andkorian tabernacle, Angkor Wat is originated to the due west meaning it is modernized without taking away from its beauty.
I have 33 platoons of lycans who turn into openhanded than normal silverback gorillas who have a vamp as a platoon guide. Each platoon consists of 60 men and char who have been trained as ninja assassins and the art of guerilla warfare plus 1 for the platoon guide. A single squad consists of 15 men and cleaning lady, these men and women keep on the background and the upkeep of the structures. They live their lives here with their family and children. They are all truehearted to the undercoat and will protect it and me to the death of them. They are all masters of the field of scrap that has been showed to them and they practice every day so that their innate reflex stay incisive, of row there is a line of bid that I am not mentioning you know cause they have to report to individual before it gets to me it's very similar to the American armed services structure. You know dark blue marines air force they have their area. I am very well protected in my grove and its outer linings up to a thousand 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 face 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 name is Roamie. Any form she chooses is ten times better than the pilot, usually she takes the form of one of those life-sized Japanese fuck chick or one of those terminator auto like in that pic with that one guy, so as to intermingle in better and pretends to be my moment. She also can phase or teleport curt distances as far as she can see. The size of things she can turn into is limited though yet very interest indeed, for example she could turn into one of those powerful air craft carriers but would only be able-bodied to acquit one vehicle whether that be a tank a bus a van 4 motorcycles etc. etc. if you get my drift. She is amazing one of my invaluable comrade. she does stimulate a weakness won't down her but will incapacitate her where she won't be able to move but still speak kinda like being temporarily paralyzed from the neck down, is an E.M.P. bam and depending on how potent the clap will determine how hanker she is paralyzed. the most passengers she is capable to carry depends on the var. 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 sentinel a sniper shoot a target at a mile away shed be able to do it at 3 she is a car of course, and since I don't like accelerator I make an exception for this one on social function when it's necessary.

Well now, biography does have its misfortune mine of course is having amnesia from my sooner life I mean I remember some things but its Sir Thomas More guide towards myself than what I have done or what I was going to do what my end were, life throws some very interest curve balls. So from this distributor point that I find myself i will always keep a journal and some of my ancestry to remember from now on so this isn't to materialise again.
Bahlyial Argent first journal entry, first blood stain
The year is, shit I don't know, and I am not sure as shooting 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 bunch 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 hole through his cheek, a very odd matter. The get-go thing I noticed were that these tool were not pattern they couldn't even be from the satellite. They called me an interesting specimen, how I understood what they were saying is beyond me, even with my dubiousness of what was happening and the big gaping trap in my memories about myself I knew I had no clew of their linguistic process, yet I understood everything they were saying. Out of nowhere something spoke to me mastery YOURSELF I knew what he was saying but I was athirst very hungry I killed everything living on that vas. Then their posed a problem 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 able I would never kill like that again.
I searched the solid ship for something that could facilitate me to no help I was drifting and I knew eventually I would die again if I didn't figure out how to alleviate myself from my current predicament. There was a large crateful in the consignment are, well it looked like a crate, but on near examination it was very crystallize that it wasn't. Then I got this strange vibe like I was being watched. Yet I knew there was no living creature on this vessel not even a spider. My bang-up grass tell me a lot of things. Yet pinpointing this was posing as a trouble. 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 sozzled. fucking extraterrestrial I say to myself, and I spoke back yet it wasn't me ( no pauperization to be bad-mannered after you just mutilated, eaten, and got us stuck in boonfucked United Arab Republic, I mean enlighten me, they did pluck your dead ass out of the body of water and this is how you repaid them. I mean if you want u can always ask for to a greater extent help, oh wait u can't, utterly creatures don't talk back. ) Who said that, I speak loudly ? 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 couple for my pep pill and military strength, the raw power of me, yet why do I find so bad I never did before. I turn into a vapor 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 sophisticate intelligents, I mean there aero dynamic is very fucked up but what do I know I solidified myself and sit in the only seat in the thing and look for some type of communication twist or something that could increase my chances of finding out where I am or figuring out how to leave and survive drive dying is not fun at all u miss all sort of matter how did I know that. These matter are all foreign to me there was no such thing as under water travel but I am under urine causal agent I can sense it. Anyway I couldn't figure out how to turn anything on and so I drifted, I hungered, for how long I don't know and all I could think about was food, pussy, and death. The screw sea is a vast body of water 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 plan is not an option, I'm not suicidal.
I kept visiting that unusual box and pressing all the buttons, switches, venire or whatever I could see or think that would give me something anything, and repeating the cognitive operation to no avail. one day or night or month, whatever I couldn't tell here we were under water and I never learned crusade I didn't know these thing existed ( isn't that something, you speak the Sojourner Truth with no childish thoughts behind it, echt foiling, HA ! ) as I heard this I was beginning to feel weird, this voice and I had been having these one sided convos and I had been doing most of the talking but this Wyrd is different this is that I'm about to pass out from starving dehydration, I think oh jack 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 widget going off beep 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 vessel but this is an sphere I had never been to and didn't know it had. There is still no sense of life-time but I had to get here somehow. In walking this Asian char but I know she's not real she looks veridical to the center but she is not material. Who or what are you, I ask. I am Roamie, I will carry through you so u can relieve us. What year 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 job we are currently in and only you can figure it out all the data is in your psyche you need to tap into that vast memory board of information you collected from those being and get the solvent we seek…….
Present day 2092 ... ... ... ... .... I awake from the pipe dream of when I and Roamie first met. Things are so different now, im not sure who my enemies are from my past or who all I have pissed off matter should be really interesting .