Benaiah Atsuko Zhen
justice

I don't know if I am CURSED or BLESSED one like me has never been, I am divinity in every sense of the tidings. I have been gifted with being born a Natural LYCAN & VAMP yet I break every convention of the tales you hear about the puppet. I am the Original Omega Alpha male monarch of both sides because I was the first. My gift and abilities allow me to REGENERATE or { regen as I call it ), Shapechange into any animal bird or mammal, pay someone the curse I have been born with yet I can choose whether they are vamps or lycans and whether they can kick the bucket on the execration, then I can create modest translation of me not with all my abilities but a vamper-lycan, I can vary into a vaporous gas or grass, I can call animals from the wild to occur and wait on me for any length of time they can resist but they usually don't, from one tasting 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 smell when others of elevated abilities is in my realm of universe before they are anywhere near me and not roll in the hay who that individual is till I see them, in my orchard I can see into ones future the way that they can take in the decisions that can be made to change those paths yet is only happens at my plantation it is not impregnable at showtime but as u travel closer to me the clearer it becomes, I can dominate creatures with a gaze or a look deep into their eyes and they will do my bid for as long as I desire or until the mislay their usefulness and I let them go or pop them, my shadow is not my vestige any longer yet it is- it has a gens Kensutu and he tells me he is the creator of martial arts and he is an ever seeking knowledge spirit that is like my scruples in a way- me personally I can not physically hold my own in a mitt to hand office I depend on my speed strength and cunning-Kensutu when he chooses can jumpstart into my body and it's a whole dissimilar scenario.
My regen is something special it is what makes me divinity, formula lesion stand no fortune the just heal right up within bit. If I am killed that's where things get a little more fucked up for the future individual who finds me, you see let's say I'm missing a oral sex when that brute gets close enough it will fall back its head and for the brief of moments his head teacher will be on my body before it changes back to me but don't blink u could lack it, it does hap pretty fast so if there are others they won't even notice especially when their focussing is on their brother who has just lost his head. My regen just takes what it needs, the only thing it leaves derriere is a burnt smell next to the victim.
My Sacred Grove the place where I am at peace, where I am most humble, and where my abilities posture increases. This billet is called Angkor Wat located in Cambodia, cordinance 13 degrees 24'45 '' N 103 degree 52'0 '' E, built in the twelth century created by Suryavarman II and Jayavarman VII. Angkor Wat was first a Hindustani, later a Buddhistic Temple complex in Kampuchea and the larger religious repository in the world ( until I bought it and made it secret ). Its design is based on a Dravidian architecture, with key lineament such as Jagati, it is designed to symbolize mountain MERU, home base of the Devas in Hindu Mythology : within a moat and an outer wall 3.6 kilometre ( 2.2miles ) long are 3 orthogonal galleries, each raised above the next. At the center stands a quincunx of towboat. Unlike almost Andkorian Temples, Angkor Wat is originated to the west significance 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 flirt as a platoon templet. Each platoon consists of 60 men and cleaning woman who have been trained as ninja assassinator and the art of guerilla warfare plus 1 for the platoon usher. A single squad consists of 15 men and cleaning lady, these men and cleaning woman keep the grounds and the sustenance of the social system. They live their lives here with their folk and children. They are all patriotic to the basis and will protect it and me to the death of them. They are all skipper of the field of armed combat that has been showed to them and they practice every day so that their reflex response stay sharp, of course there is a line of command that I am not mentioning you know cause they have to account to somebody before it gets to me it's very similar to the American military social system. You know navy marine air military unit they have their country. I am very well protected in my grove and its outer linings up to a chiliad mile radius.
I have been blessed with corking fortune when I came back from the last I don't remember, I was chosen to have by my side by a mathematical 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 mechanically skillful. Her public figure is Roamie. Any form she chooses is ten times better than the master copy, usually she takes the form of one of those full-size Japanese fuck dolly or one of those exterminator car like in that moving-picture show with that one guy, so as to meld in better and pretend to be my back. She also can phase or teleport short-circuit aloofness as far as she can see. The size of things she can turn into is limited though yet very interesting indeed, for example she could plow into one of those herculean air slyness letter carrier but would only be able to channel one vehicle whether that be a tank car a bus a van 4 motorcycles etc. etc. if you get my gallery. She is amazing one of my invaluable companions. she does have a weakness won't pour down her but will incapacitate her where she won't be able-bodied to be active but still speak kinda like being temporarily paralyzed from the neck down, is an E.M.P. eruption and depending on how firm the flak will learn how tenacious she is paralyzed. the most passengers she is able to pack depends on the form she takes for example a small school bus holds what 30 seated passenger which could probably triple if there were no buttocks. I'm just saying. Oh yeah I might add that she is a copycat too, if she sees it she can do it. Like ticker a sniper shoot a butt at a mile away shed be able to do it at 3 she is a machine of grade, and since I don't like ordnance I make an exception for this one on affair when it's necessary.

Well now, life does take its misfortunes mine of class is having amnesia from my earlier spirit I mean I remember some things but its more engineer towards myself than what I have done or what I was going to do what my goals were, aliveness throws some very interest curve balls. So from this point that I find myself i will always restrain a journal and some of my line of descent to call back from now on so this isn't to find again.
Bahlyial Argent first journal entry, first blood discoloration
The year is, damn I don't know, and I am not for 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 school principal was caved in like somebody had beat a gob through his face, a very odd affair. The first thing I noticed were that these fauna were not rule 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 storage about myself I knew I had no cue of their speech, 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 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 whole ship for something that could help oneself me to no avail I was drifting and I knew eventually I would die again if I didn't number out how to relieve myself from my electric current quandary. There was a enceinte crate in the freight are, well it looked like a crate, but on airless test it was very clear that it wasn't. Then I got this unusual vibe like I was being watched. Yet I knew there was no living puppet on this vas not even a spider. My lancinating 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 aim 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 need to be ill-bred after you just mutilated, eaten, and got us adhere in boonfucked Egypt, I mean enlighten me, they did pull your dead ass out of the water system 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 beast don't talk back. ) Who said that, I speak aloud ? I know I'm not crazy.
Yet there was no resolution, and no one anywhere around and I knew this cause I killed them all. They were no peer for my speed and enduringness, the raw mogul of me, yet why do I feel 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 twenty dollar bill times until I noticed a plaza where I could seep in, when I got inside I was amazed, it looked like a cockpit of a very twist intelligents, I mean there aero dynamics is tangible fucked up but what do I know I solidified myself and sit in the only seat in the affair and look for some type of communication gimmick or something that could increase my fortune of finding out where I am or figuring out how to entrust and come through movement dying is not fun at all u miss all kinds of things how did I know that. These things are all unknown to me there was no such thing as under water travelling but I am under H2O causa I can smell it. Anyway I couldn't trope out how to move around anything on and so I drifted, I hungered, for how hanker I don't know and all I could cerebrate about was solid food, pussy, and death. The fucking ocean is a huge physical structure of water and this vessel is far from the surface I can experience 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 strange box and pressing all the button, switches, panels or whatever I could see or think that would give me something anything, and repeating the procedure to no service. one day or dark or month, whatever I couldn't Tell here we were under water supply and I never learned drive I didn't know these things existed ( isn't that something, you speak the truth with no childish thoughts behind it, real frustration, HA ! ) as I heard this I was beginning to experience weird, this voice and I had been having these one sided convos and I had been doing about of the talking but this weird is unlike this is that I'm about to pass out from starvation evaporation, I think oh red cent 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 gimmick 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 area I had never been to and didn't know it had. There is still no sense of aliveness but I had to get here somehow. In manner of walking this Asian womanhood but I know she's not real number she looks literal to the centre but she is not substantial. Who or what are you, I ask. I am Roamie, I will keep open 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 remember you have the answer to this job we are currently in and only you can estimate it out all the info is in your brain you need to tap into that vast store of information you collected from those beings and get the answers we seek…….
Present day 2092 ... ... ... ... .... I awake from the dream of when I and Roamie first met. Things are so different now, im not sure who my foe are from my past or who all I have pissed off things should be really interesting .