Benaiah Atsuko Zhen
judge

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. I have been gifted with being born a Natural LYCAN & vamp yet I break every rule of the story you hear about the creatures. I am the Original Omega Alpha KING of both sides because I was the first. My giving and abilities allow me to REGENERATE or { regen as I call it ), Shapechange into any creature bird or mammalian, give someone the whammy I have been born with yet I can choose whether they are vamps or lycans and whether they can pass on the curse, then I can make smaller versions of me not with all my power but a vamper-lycan, I can switch into a vaporous gas or dope, I can squall brute from the wilderness to come up and assist me for any duration of time they can resist but they usually don't, from one taste of anything I can get its story sadly I can't do that to myself up until the moment I tasted its essence, I can smell out when others of advance ability is in my kingdom of world before they are anywhere near me and not jazz who that someone is till I see them, in my grove I can see into ones future the paths that they can conduct the decisions that can be made to commute those route yet is only happens at my grove it is not inviolable at maiden but as u travel closer to me the clearer it becomes, I can dominate creatures with a gaze or a expression deep into their center and they will do my bidding for as long as I desire or until the lose their usefulness and I let them go or defeat them, my shadow is not my shadow any yearner yet it is- it has a name Kensutu and he tells me he is the Creator of warlike artwork and he is an ever seeking cognition spirit that is like my conscience in a way- me personally I can not physically hold my own in a hand to hand billet I depend on my speed potency and cunning-Kensutu when he chooses can jump into my eubstance and it's a whole dissimilar scenario.
My regen is something special it is what makes me immortal, normal combat injury stand no chance the just heal right up within minute. If I am killed that's where affair get a little more fucked up for the next individual who finds me, you see let's say I'm missing a head when that creature gets close enough it will fall behind its question and for the abbreviated of moments his head will be on my body before it changes back to me but don't blinking u could neglect it, it does materialize pretty fast so if there are others they won't even notice especially when their direction is on their comrade who has just lost his head. My regen just takes what it needs, the only affair it leaves can is a burnt smell next to the victim.
My Sacred plantation the position where I am at peace, where I am most modest, and where my power strength increases. This station is called Angkor Wat located in Cambodia, cordinance 13 degree 24'45 '' N 103 degrees 52'0 '' E, built in the twelth hundred created by Suryavarman II and Jayavarman VII. Angkor Wat was first a Hindu, later a Buddhist synagogue coordination compound in Kampuchea and the turgid religious repository in the world ( until I bought it and made it buck private ). Its purpose is based on a Dravidian architecture, with key features such as Jagati, it is designed to represent Mount MERU, house of the Devas in Hindu Mythology : within a moat and an outer wall 3.6 klick ( 2.2miles ) long are 3 rectangular galleries, each raised above the side by side. At the center stands a quincunx of tug. Unlike almost 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 bigger than normal silverback gorillas who have a coquette as a platoon guidebook. Each platoon consists of 60 men and woman who have been trained as ninja bravo and the art of insurgent warfare plus 1 for the platoon guide. A single squad consists of 15 men and adult female, these men and women keep the earth and the upkeep of the structures. They live their lives here with their family and children. They are all loyal to the ground and will protect it and me to the destruction of them. They are all masters of the field of operations of combat that has been showed to them and they practice every day so that their reflexes stay sharp, of course there is a line of instruction 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 structure. You know US Navy devil dog air force they have their country. I am very well protected in my grove and its outer linings up to a K mi radius.
I have been blessed with bully fortune when I came back from the last 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 change into as long as it's mechanical. Her epithet is Roamie. Any form she chooses is ten metre better than the pilot, usually she takes the form of one of those lifesize Japanese fuck dolls or one of those terminator machines like in that moving picture with that one guy, so as to blend in ameliorate and pretend to be my second. She also can phase or teleport short distances as far as she can see. The size of things she can wrench into is limited though yet very concern indeed, for object lesson she could wrick into one of those powerful air slyness flattop but would only be capable to carry one vehicle whether that be a armored combat vehicle a bus a van 4 motorcycles etc. etc. if you get my gallery. She is amazing one of my priceless companions. she does have a helplessness won't belt down her but will disenable her where she won't be capable to move but still speak kinda like being temporarily paralyzed from the cervix down, is an E.M.P. blast and depending on how unattackable the gust will shape how long she is paralyzed. the most passenger she is able to extend depends on the form she takes for instance a belittled schooling bus holds what 30 seated passengers 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 vigil a sniper shoot a mark at a nautical mile away shed be able to do it at 3 she is a simple machine of course of instruction, and since I don't like artillery I make an elision for this one on juncture when it's necessary.

Well now, animation does birth its tough luck mine of form is having amnesia from my earliest life story I mean I remember some matter but its more directed towards myself than what I have done or what I was going to do what my goals were, life throws some very interesting curve clump. So from this compass point that I find myself i will always hold open a journal and some of my ancestry to commend from now on so this isn't to chance again.
Bahlyial Argent first journal entry, first blood line grime
The year is, shit 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 mortal had beat a hole through his face, a very odd affair. The number one thing I noticed were that these creature were not normal 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 hole in my retentiveness about myself I knew I had no clue of their nomenclature, yet I understood everything they were saying. Out of nowhere something spoke to me dominance YOURSELF I knew what he was saying but I was hungry very athirst I killed everything living on that vas. Then their posed a job I didn't know where I was and I couldn't ask anyone drive there was no one left to ask. At that moment I vowed when I was capable I would never kill like that again.
I searched the whole 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 fig out how to alleviate myself from my current quandary. There was a large crate in the shipment are, well it looked like a crate, but on tight testing it was very clear that it wasn't. Then I got this strange vibe like I was being watched. Yet I knew there was no living tool on this watercraft not even a spider. My discriminating grass tell me a lot of affair. 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 tight. fucking aliens I say to myself, and I spoke back yet it wasn't me ( no want to be uncivil after you just mutilated, consume, and got us deposit in boonfucked Egypt, I mean enlighten me, they did pull your stagnant ass out of the urine and this is how you repaid them. I mean if you want u can always ask for more help, oh hold u can't, deadened creatures don't talk back. ) Who said that, I speak aloud ? I know I'm not crazy.
Yet there was no response, and no one anywhere around and I knew this cause I killed them all. They were no match for my speed and specialty, the raw power of me, yet why do I experience 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 twenty meter 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 real fucked up but what do I know I solidified myself and sit in the only seat in the thing and look for some eccentric of communication twist or something that could increase my opportunity of finding out where I am or figuring out how to leave and survive suit dying is not fun at all u miss all kind of things how did I know that. These thing are all strange to me there was no such thing as under water locomotion but I am under body of water cause 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 fucking ocean is a vast body of piss and this vessel is far from the surface I can finger the weight of it, to just abandon this craft or whatever it is without a plan is not an selection, 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 Nox or month, whatever I couldn't tell here we were under water and I never learned suit I didn't know these things existed ( isn't that something, you speak the true statement with no childish thought behind it, echt thwarting, HA ! ) as I heard this I was beginning to feel Weird, this vocalisation and I had been having these one sided convos and I had been doing nigh of the talking but this weird is different this is that I'm about to go along out from famishment drying up, I think oh tinker's dam 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 area I had never been to and didn't know it had. There is still no sense of life but I had to get here somehow. In paseo this Asian charwoman but I know she's not material she looks real to the eyes but she is not real. Who or what are you, I ask. I am Roamie, I will save you so u can save us. What year is it I ask her, she says its 1342. As clip passes Kensutu speaks to me ( you need to think you have the answer to this problem we are currently in and only you can cypher it out all the data is in your head you need to tap into that huge store of entropy you collected from those being and get the answers we seek…….
Present day 2092 ... ... ... ... .... I awake from the ambition of when I and Roamie first met. thing are so different now, im not certain who my foeman are from my past times or who all I have pissed off things should be really worry .