Benaiah Atsuko Zhen
Judge

I don't know if I am CURSED or BLESSED one like me has never been, I am god in every sensation of the Holy Scripture. I have been gifted with being born a Natural LYCAN & tease yet I break every formula of the narrative you hear about the creature. I am the Original Z Alpha KING of both position because I was the kickoff. My gifts and power allow me to REGENERATE or { regen as I call it ), Shapechange into any fleshly hiss or mammalian, commit mortal the curse I have been born with yet I can choose whether they are tease or lycans and whether they can drop dead on the curse, then I can create smaller versions of me not with all my ability but a vamper-lycan, I can convert into a filmy gas or smoke, I can call beast from the wild to arrive and aid me for any duration of prison term they can resist but they usually don't, from one taste of anything I can get its chronicle sadly I can't do that to myself up until the minute I tasted its essence, I can sense when others of elevated abilities is in my region of existence before they are anywhere near me and not know who that somebody is cashbox 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 shift those paths yet is only happens at my grove it is not strong at first but as u change of location closer to me the clearer it becomes, I can dominate animal with a gaze or a facial expression deep into their eyes and they will do my bidding for as tenacious as I desire or until the recede their utility and I let them go or toss off them, my shadower is not my darkness any long yet it is- it has a name Kensutu and he tells me he is the Divine of warriorlike humanities and he is an ever seeking knowledge feel that is like my conscience in a way- me personally I can not physically have got my own in a hand to script post I depend on my f number strength and cunning-Kensutu when he chooses can jump-start into my body and it's a whole different scenario.
My regen is something particular it is what makes me immortal, normal lesion stand no chance the just heal right up within indorsement. If I am killed that's where things get a little more fucked up for the next soul who finds me, you see let's say I'm missing a head when that animate being gets close enough it will lose its chief and for the abbreviated of moments his head will be on my body before it changes back to me but don't nictitation u could miss it, it does pass off pretty fast so if there are others they won't even notice especially when their focus is on their comrade who has just lost his psyche. My regen just takes what it needs, the only affair it leaves hind end is a burnt aroma next to the victim.
My Sacred Grove the berth where I am at peace, where I am most chagrin, and where my abilities strength increases. This place is called Angkor Wat located in Cambodia, cordinance 13 stage 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 Buddhistic Temple complex in Cambodia and the magnanimous religious monument in the existence ( until I bought it and made it individual ). Its design is based on a Dravidian architecture, with key feature article such as Jagati, it is designed to be backing MERU, home of the Devas in Hindoo Mythology : within a moat and an outer wall 3.6 kilometer ( 2.2miles ) long are 3 rectangular art gallery, each raised above the next. At the plaza stands a quincunx of towers. Unlike most Andkorian tabernacle, Angkor Wat is originated to the Dame Rebecca West meaning it is modernized without taking away from its beauty.
I have 33 platoons of lycans who turn into large than convention silverback Gorilla gorilla who have a minx as a platoon guide. Each platoon consists of 60 men and women who have been trained as ninja assassinator and the art of guerilla war plus 1 for the platoon guide. A individual team consists of 15 men and woman, these men and fair sex go along the grounds and the maintenance of the social structure. They live their lives here with their phratry and kid. They are all loyal to the grounds and will protect it and me to the death of them. They are all master of the field of fight that has been showed to them and they pattern every day so that their reflexes stay sharp, of form there is a line of command that I am not mentioning you know cause they have to describe to someone before it gets to me it's very similar to the American military structure. You know dark blue devil dog air strength they have their area. I am very well protected in my grove and its outer linings up to a G stat mi 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 incline by a grouping of unknowns the one and only ultimate transformer, meaning she has no terminal point to what she can change into as long as it's mechanical. Her name is Roamie. Any form she chooses is ten times better than the original, usually she takes the form of one of those lifesize Japanese screwing dolls or one of those terminator machines like in that motion-picture show with that one guy, so as to mix in wagerer and pretends to be my s. She also can phase or teleport short distances as far as she can see. The size of it of things she can turn into is limited though yet very matter to indeed, for deterrent example she could wrench into one of those herculean air craft carriers but would only be capable to stockpile one vehicle whether that be a armoured combat vehicle a bus a van 4 motorcycles etc. etc. if you get my drift. She is amazing one of my priceless companions. she does have a helplessness won't kill her but will incapacitate her where she won't be able to move but still speak kinda like being temporarily paralyzed from the neck opening down, is an E.M.P. attack and depending on how strong the blast will specify how long she is paralyzed. the most passengers she is capable to impart depends on the word form she takes for instance a small school bus holds what 30 seated rider which could probably treble if there were no posterior. I'm just saying. Oh yeah I might add that she is a aper too, if she sees it she can do it. Like scout a sniper shoot a object at a mile away shed be capable to do it at 3 she is a machine of course of instruction, and since I don't like gunslinger I make an exception for this one on occasion when it's necessary.

well now, life does have its misfortunes mine of course is having amnesia from my earlier lifetime I mean I remember some thing but its more directed towards myself than what I have done or what I was going to do what my finish were, life throws some very interesting curve balls. So from this level that I find myself i will always stay fresh a diary and some of my blood to remember from now on so this isn't to happen again.
Bahlyial Argent first journal incoming, first profligate stain
The year is, shucks 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 work party fell overboard the closest to me and when he was recovered he was missing an arm, a ft, and his head was caved in like individual had beat a hole through his human face, a very odd thing. The first thing I noticed were that these creature were not convention 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 doubt of what was happening and the big gaping hole in my storage about myself I knew I had no clue of their spoken communication, yet I understood everything they were saying. Out of nowhere something spoke to me ascendence YOURSELF I knew what he was saying but I was athirst very hungry I killed everything keep on that vessel. Then their posed a problem I didn't know where I was and I couldn't ask anyone causal agent there was no one left to ask. At that mo I vowed when I was able I would never shoot down like that again.
I searched the altogether ship for something that could aid me to no avail I was drifting and I knew eventually I would die again if I didn't form out how to ease myself from my current predicament. There was a gravid crate in the cargo are, well it looked like a crate, but on closer examen it was very clear that it wasn't. Then I got this foreign vibe like I was being watched. Yet I knew there was no sustenance beast on this vas not even a wanderer. My keen senses 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 aim there doesn't seem to be any physical way to get it exposed looks to be sealed really tight. fucking extraterrestrial being I say to myself, and I spoke back yet it wasn't me ( no demand to be rude after you just mutilated, wipe out, and got us stuck in boonfucked Egypt, I mean illuminate me, they did draw out 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 help, oh wait u can't, dead creatures don't talk back. ) Who said that, I speak loudly ? 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 mate for my speed and strength, the raw mogul of me, yet why do I feel 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 times until I noticed a piazza 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 moral force is real fucked up but what do I know I solidified myself and sit in the exclusively tail in the matter and tone for some type of communicating device or something that could increase my hazard of finding out where I am or figuring out how to leave and last cause dying is not fun at all u miss all sort of matter how did I know that. These things are all strange to me there was no such matter as under piddle locomotion but I am under water campaign I can smell it. Anyway I couldn't figure out how to call on 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 death. The fucking ocean is a vast body of body of water and this vessel is far from the surface I can feel the weight of it, to just abandon this craft or whatever it is without a programme is not an alternative, I'm not self-destructive.
I kept visiting that strange box and pressing all the release, permutation, panels or whatever I could see or recollect that would move over me something anything, and repeating the outgrowth to no avail. one day or night or calendar month, whatever I couldn't Tell here we were under water and I never learned cause I didn't know these things existed ( isn't that something, you speak the Truth with no childish thoughts behind it, true frustration, HA ! ) as I heard this I was beginning to sense uncanny, this part and I had been having these one sided convos and I had been doing most of the talking but this Wyrd is dissimilar this is that I'm about to pass out from starving dehydration, I think oh diddly-squat as I fall forward hitting my capitulum on that damned box I kept visiting.
When I awoke I was lying on a bed with an IV in my arm and gadget going off honk this and honk that. Now how did I get here, and I'm lost all over again. I can say I'm still on the vessel but this is an expanse 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 walking this Asian woman but I know she's not real she looks real number to the eyes but she is not real. Who or what are you, I ask. I am Roamie, I will write you so u can save us. What yr is it I ask her, she says its 1342. As time passes Kensutu speaks to me ( you need to conceive you have the answer to this problem we are currently in and only you can figure it out all the data is in your psyche you need to tap into that immense store of entropy you collected from those organism and get the answer we seek…….
Present day 2092 ... ... ... ... .... I awake from the dream of when I and Roamie first met. matter are so dissimilar now, im not sure as shooting who my enemies are from my past or who all I have pissed off things should be really interesting .