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Life of Alexander Shigeru
Alexander didn’t know much about his background but while growing up as an orphan. There was no information about his past nor parents. Luckily he happened to end up in the care of a loving foster care family. Since the family was from Asia, Alexander grew up to learn about their custom as well as cuisine. Because of him being raised in this family he decided to change his name, and of course this choice made people react when they heard his name and learned that he was Caucasian and didn’t have the slanted eyes.
Knowing where he was coming from made him want to help out homeless people as well as those who risked ending up on the street. Starting at a young age Alexander was more interested in helping out instead of hanging out with friends. So his schoolmates was thinking of him as an oddball. That as well as having unusual interests as drawing, playing guitar, reading comics, and Live Action Role Play, LARP for short. It was here he was using his Asian name without being regarded as weird, since here you could be anyone.
It wasn’t until he came of age that Alexander noticed that he was in possession of abilities. How it came to be was that he was able to not only hear people’s thoughts but feel what they were feeling as well. Extra powerful emotions was worse because he was absorbing them. So it was a reason for him to being close to anyone because then they could end up being a punching bag in case the emotion he was experiencing happened to be anger. After coming to terms with this Alexander decided to put it to good use.
So during night he was, a bit like Batman in the comic book, although he preferred reading about ancient and medieval over modern ones. It was through these interest he met interesting people, but he never made a real connection to anyone. Anyway, it was on his freetime during the days, since he was earning his keep by working for the help organization City Mission. ‘Hope for the Homeless’ was their motto. As a vigilante it was working well until one night. When it would change his life profoundly.
It was some noise coming from a narrow alley. As Alexander got closer he was hit by a strong emotional barrier, a mixture of fear and anger, one coming from the assailant and the other from the victim. By now he had learned how to handle such but this time the anger was too overwhelming. Whoever the assailant was it abandoned whoever it was in the alley and attacked him. If it had been a human Alexander would be able to use the channelized energy to push it back. The last thing he recalled before it all went black was a flash of white, sharp fangs.
When Alexander came to he found himself lying on his back in the back alley. The rain had started to fall and he found himself soaking wet. There was also a pulsating pain from his neck and, after making his way home to his small apartment, Alexander went straight to the mirror. A set of puncture wounds was seen and it filled him with horror, knowing that it would make his life complicated, unless he managed to find a way to obtain blood without hurting people. As a newborn vampire this increased his empathic powers, and he wondered how he would manage now.
//More will be added later
//Written freely since I apparently never saved the information from the former site before deleting.
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