Well, here we go.
Name of your Character: Mark
, The unblinding walker
(I hope this is well spelled)Backstory and Traumatic experience/Reason for venturing:
Mark used to be an unhappy kid, since his parents worked day and night, they didn't even talk with their kid, never. The only purpose to them to get home, was sleeping, and sometimes, sex. But they were brutal in that, masochist, violent, in sex, and they never realized that Mark, sometimes, was hiding in the corners of the room. He saw everything, every time they had sex, he watched. In the dark, alone, silent. In the meantime, he started to smile, little by little. His favorite hobbie was to watch fire, because he could imagine things. Burning the house, his parents, the house, himself, the people outside. But, one day his parents didn't get home, so he was alone, and he decided to look around the house, searching things. He founded dildos, condoms, a Jigsaw Squirting, a penis sleeve, anal beads, and tons of sex objects and other things. And he even found a red button, that was in one of the corners, he never realized it was there, so he clicked it, and a door was opened. It was an invisible door that was in the room, almost invisible to be sincere. It was leading to the basement, so he went. He saw dead people, mutilated animals, mutilated organs, and there was an oven, with a baby inside. He wasn't surprised, he didn't even puked because of the smell, he just... smiled. Then, he grabbed some tools and went up again. His dad was there, he was in shock because his child found out about the room. He said
: "Come here Mark, you saw nothing right? Nothing of this never happened
"And Mark replied
: "Why did you had fun without me?
His dad had a confused face until Mark jumped into him and started to bite his face. For a second he realized why his kid had always a little knife with him, because Mark had fangs, not teeth, fangs. His dad was suffering, screaming, crying. Mark grabbed his little knife and stuck it in his face, in his eyes, in his cheek, in his lips, mouth, ears. In all the face until he jumped down and threw the knife into his heart. His dad was dead, dead with a mutilated face. Mark was feeling happy, sad, confused, in shock, scared, excited, a lot of feelings that he never felt. But then, he heard steps, so he was scared now, very scared. He grabbed the knife, a weird looking rune that his dad had in his chest, and turned off the light and went to hide in a corner. It was his mom who was now in the house.She saw his husband and said
: "Oh... my husband is dead, now I can't have fun with someone now... except...
Mark was in fear, a lot more, since his mother was looking to him, with a lustful look
. "Come here my little big boy, let's have some dirty fun, shall we?"
He ran. He went to the basement and suddenly all changed. It was a labyrinth. He didn't cared, he saw the rune he was holding and used it, didn't know how he used, but used it. He was feeling how his body was changing, the skin, his eyes, his mouth, and how some horns were growing. He... was feeling well, but with fear. He just started to ran again, while hearing;"I want some dirty fun~!"
Characters favorite item: Brimstone, because fuck you.
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