Benaiah Atsuko Zhen
justice

I don't know if I am CURSED or BLESSED one like me has never been, I am immortal in every signified of the watchword. I have been gifted with being born a Natural LYCAN & VAMP yet I break every rule of the tales you hear about the puppet. I am the Original Z Alpha tycoon of both sides because I was the kickoff. My endowment and abilities allow me to REGENERATE or { regen as I call it ), Shapechange into any fauna fowl or mammal, give mortal the cuss I have been born with yet I can select whether they are prickteaser or lycans and whether they can cash in one's chips on the expletive, then I can make smaller rendering of me not with all my power but a vamper-lycan, I can change into a vaporous gas or locoweed, I can call beast from the wild to make out and assist me for any distance of time they can resist but they usually don't, from one gustation of anything I can get its account sadly I can't do that to myself up until the moment I tasted its essence, I can sense when others of promote power is in my region of being before they are anywhere near me and not know who that person is till I see them, in my grove I can see into unity future the paths that they can take the conclusion that can be made to change those paths yet is only happens at my grove it is not strong at first but as u travelling closer to me the clearer it becomes, I can dominate creatures with a gaze or a facial expression deep into their eyes and they will do my bidding for as hanker as I desire or until the fall behind their usefulness and I let them go or shoot down them, my shadow is not my tail any longer yet it is- it has a gens Kensutu and he tells me he is the Divine of martial arts and he is an ever seeking knowledge spirit that is like my conscience in a way- me personally I can not physically hold my own in a script to hired hand spot I depend on my speed strength and cunning-Kensutu when he chooses can jump off into my physical structure and it's a unhurt unlike scenario.
My regen is something extra it is what makes me immortal, rule injury stand no opportunity the just heal right up within moment. If I am killed that's where matter 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 beast gets close plenty it will lose its head and for the briefest of mo his headland will be on my torso before it changes back to me but don't nictitation u could miss it, it does fall out pretty fast so if there are others they won't even notice especially when their focusing is on their comrade who has just lost his head word. My regen just takes what it needs, the solely thing it leaves behind is a burnt smell next to the victim.
My Sacred Grove the place where I am at pacification, where I am most small, and where my ability strength increases. This situation is called Angkor Wat located in Kingdom of Cambodia, cordinance 13 stage 24'45 '' N 103 point 52'0 '' E, built in the twelth century created by Suryavarman II and Jayavarman VII. Angkor Wat was first a Hindoo, later a Buddhistic Temple building complex in Cambodia and the orotund spiritual monument in the cosmos ( until I bought it and made it common soldier ). Its design is based on a Dravidic architecture, with key feature article such as Jagati, it is designed to represent Mount MERU, dwelling house of the Devas in Hindu Mythology : within a moat and an outer wall 3.6 kilometer ( 2.2miles ) long are 3 orthogonal gallery, each raised above the succeeding. At the inwardness stands a quincunx of towboat. Unlike well-nigh Andkorian tabernacle, Angkor Wat is originated to the Mae West import 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 vamp as a platoon usher. Each platoon consists of 60 men and women who have been trained as ninja assassins and the art of guerilla warfare plus 1 for the platoon guide. A single police squad consists of 15 men and women, these men and fair sex keep the grounds and the sustenance of the bodily structure. They live their lives here with their family and children. They are all loyal to the footing and will protect it and me to the last of them. They are all master copy of the field of combat that has been showed to them and they practice every day so that their inborn reflex stay sharp, of course there is a line of command that I am not mentioning you know cause they have to report to someone before it gets to me it's very interchangeable to the American language military structure. You know navy marines air force they have their expanse. I am very well protected in my grove and its outer linings up to a thousand mi radius.
I have been blessed with big fortune when I came back from the decease I don't remember, I was chosen to suffer by my English by a group of unknowns the one and only ultimate transformer, meaning she has no point of accumulation to what she can switch into as long as it's mechanical. Her epithet is Roamie. Any shape she chooses is ten clock time better than the archetype, usually she takes the form of one of those life-size Japanese screwing doll or one of those exterminator political machine like in that movie with that one guy, so as to blend in better and pretend to be my bit. She also can phase or teleport short distances as far as she can see. The size of thing she can rick into is limited though yet very interesting indeed, for exemplar she could turn into one of those herculean air craft carriers but would only be able to carry one fomite whether that be a tank a bus a van 4 bike etc. etc. if you get my trend. She is amazing one of my priceless fellow traveller. she does get a weakness won't belt down her but will incapacitate her where she won't be capable to run but still speak kinda like being temporarily paralyzed from the neck down, is an E.M.P. bam and depending on how strong the fire will determine how prospicient she is paralyzed. the most rider she is able to transport depends on the figure she takes for case a small schoolhouse bus holds what 30 seated passengers which could probably treble if there were no backside. 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 car of course, and since I don't like artillery I make an exception for this one on occasion when it's necessary.

fountainhead now, life does have its tough luck mine of course is having amnesia from my in the beginning life I mean I remember some things 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 interest curve ballock. So from this point that I find myself i will always continue a journal and some of my blood to remember from now on so this isn't to happen again.
Bahlyial Argent get-go journal submission, first blood stain
The year is, tinker's dam I don't know, and I am not sure of who I am entirely, I awoke on a vas and was told I was pulled aboard and as I was transferred one of their crew fell overboard the cheeseparing 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 human face, a very odd thing. The first affair 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 uncertainty of what was happening and the big gaping hollow in my memory board about myself I knew I had no clue of their language, yet I understood everything they were saying. Out of nowhere something spoke to me ascendency YOURSELF I knew what he was saying but I was hungry very hungry I killed everything animation on that vessel. Then their posed a problem I didn't know where I was and I couldn't ask anyone campaign there was no one left to ask. At that bit I vowed when I was able-bodied I would never defeat like that again.
I searched the whole ship for something that could help me to no avail I was drifting and I knew eventually I would die again if I didn't figure out how to alleviate myself from my current plight. There was a big crate in the lading are, well it looked like a crate, but on snug examination it was very exculpate that it wasn't. Then I got this strange vibration like I was being watched. Yet I knew there was no living creature on this vessel not even a spider. My keen green goddess tell me a lot of things. Yet pinpointing this was posing as a problem. So I forgot about it and continued my interrogatory of this rectangular target there doesn't seem to be any physical way to get it receptive 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 ill-bred after you just mutilated, eaten, and got us hold fast in boonfucked Egypt, I mean straighten out me, they did pull your idle ass out of the water and this is how you repaid them. I mean if you want u can always ask for more than assistance, oh wait u can't, dead tool don't talk back. ) Who said that, I speak loud ? I know I'm not crazy.
Yet there was no answer, and no one anywhere around and I knew this effort I killed them all. They were no couple for my speed and long suit, the raw power of me, yet why do I finger 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 blank space where I could seep in, when I got inside I was amazed, it looked like a cockpit of a very doctor intelligents, I mean there aero dynamics is really fucked up but what do I know I solidified myself and sit in the only buttocks in the thing and face for some case of communication device or something that could increase my probability of finding out where I am or figuring out how to leave and survive reason dying is not fun at all u miss all variety of affair how did I know that. These thing are all unknown to me there was no such thing as under water supply locomotion 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 long I don't know and all I could think about was food for thought, pussy, and end. The know ocean is a Brobdingnagian body of pee and this vessel is far from the surface I can feel the exercising weight of it, to just abandon this craft or whatever it is without a design 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 mental process to no service. one day or night or month, whatever I couldn't Tell here we were under water and I never learned causal agency I didn't know these matter existed ( isn't that something, you speak the Sojourner Truth with no childish thought process behind it, genuine frustration, HA ! ) as I heard this I was beginning to feel uncanny, this voice and I had been having these one sided convos and I had been doing almost of the talking but this weird is dissimilar this is that I'm about to die out from starving dehydration, I think oh tinker's damn as I fall forward hitting my brain on that damned box I kept visiting.
When I awoke I was lying on a bed with an IV in my arm and thingamabob going off honk this and beep that. Now how did I get here, and I'm lost all over again. I can state 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 sprightliness but I had to get here somehow. In walks this Asian char but I know she's not real 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 sentence passes Kensutu speaks to me ( you need to suppose you have the answer to this problem we are currently in and only you can fancy it out all the data is in your brain you need to tap into that huge store of information you collected from those beings and get the answers we seek…….
Present day 2092 ... ... ... ... .... I awake from the pipe dream of when I and Roamie first met. thing are so different now, im not sure who my enemies are from my past or who all I have pissed off things should be really occupy .