Remember my idea for a one-eyed Infernal? Well, I've given the concept a bit of an overhaul, and I hope you like the new version!
The Weaving of Designs
Once, there was a boy. He had a mother and a father, as most people do. However, they died, the mother in childbirth, the father in a car accident. He lived on the streets for a while, and lost an eye while on them.
Eventually, he went to an orphanage. He wasn't adopted, but he was happy nonetheless. He had a comfortable place to sleep, medicine, and a guaranteed food supply.
Time passed. He grew older, he went to school, and eventually graduated. He got a scholarship, and went to college. He graduated from there after writing his thesis on Sakuradite mechanics, and was hired by a company that produced weapons for the Brittanian army. This is where the story truly begins.
"So this is it."
These were the first words Johnathan Gardener spoke upon seeing the research labs of Sakuradite Incorporated, Brittania's main sakuradite-based weapon producer. He had recently been hired by the company, and today was the first day on the job. Though he wouldn't have admitted it to anyone, Johnathan was actually a little nervous. While he had worked previously, those were all temp jobs meant to help pay for college. This would be his first important job.
"Hm. Well, I guess there's no time like the present."
With that, he strolled through the doors, ready to meet his coworkers, and begin work.
And that was when the top of the building exploded.
Debris came tumbling down, and some of it wound up blocking the very doors Johnathan used to enter. The people in the lobby were panicking, both from the explosion and the fact that the door was blocked. The secretary stationed in the lobby tried to get people to calm down, and said that there was a way to get to an emergency door.
The people...reacted like idiots. They desperately ran for the exit, ignoring the secretary's words, cursing each other for being slow. They were out of their minds with panic, and nearly trampled some of their number. When only Johnathan and the secretary were left, they made their way to the exit. Suddenly, a beam tore through the ceiling. Acting without really thinking, Johnathan pushed the woman out of the beam's way, only to be crushed himself. Naturally, the woman started panicking at the sight of him.
"Oh God! Oh, damnit! I should have been careful, oh I'm so sorry, here, I'll-"
"No, I can handle this myself. Just...just run for the exit. Save yourself, I can make it out on my own."
"You just had your leg crushed by a beam!"
"Yeah. Listen...just go. Take care of yourself. Live a happy life. Just...go."
"...All right. What's your name?"
"Johnathan."
"Thank you Johnathan."
"You're welcome."
With that, the woman ran to safety. Meanwhile, Johnathan was bleeding to death. He was light-headed, probably because of the bloodloss and shock. However, he soon came to realize that even though the woman was gone, he still wasn't alone.
'Who's...there?"
"Well doesn't that look painful! Luckily, it looks like it can still be fixed."
With that odd statement, the speaker walked into Johnathan's range of vision. He immediately started wondering if he was hallucination, as last time he had checked, there weren't any giant talking spiders in the world. Much less ones that had such an odd arrangement of eyes, or a kaleidoscope in color. The eyes...one was where a normal human's eye would be, while the remaining seven were arranged almost like a monocle, with six of them surrounding the final eye in a circle. The...fur? Chitin? Whatever. The body was practically a rainbow of colors.
"Greetings and salutations! I am Mektanen, an Anuhle of Malfeas. I have come to give you an offer of power, glory, and life! It's quite simple-"
"I accept."
"You see, it-wait what?"
"I'm nearly dead already, I don't have time to listen to a long-winded speech. You said that life was part of the offer? Then I accept. Now please, hurry up before I die of bloodloss!"
Just speaking had nearly exhausted Johnathan to the point where he could almost feel his life slipping away. He knew that he would be dead in a few minutes without help, so there really wasn't any point in letting the spider finish. If it was lying, then cutting it off just meant that nothing would happen. If it was telling the truth, then he might be able to live. He didn't have the time to go into deeper implications, he just wanted to live!
"Very well then. If you're sure."
With that, the Anuhle and the human merged into a chrysalis.
Later, after the building was being investigated by the police, inspectors, and anyone else the company could hire, they heard from one of the street bums that apparently a man with a weird eye had walked out of the flaming building, laughing all the while.
Name: Johnathan Gardener
Age: 22
Image:
Concept: Former Street Urchin Turned Mad Scientist
Caste: Defiler
Patron Yozi: She-Who-Lives-In-Her-Name
Favored Yozi: Cythera
Motivation: To become renowned throughout the world for some creation
Urge: Replace the gods with something less willful and independent, and more Yozi-compliant (Pyrian)
Anima Banner: Transparent orbs with a silvery sheen fly around the Infernal in fixed yet complex patterns
Attributes: Strength 3, Dexterity 2, Stamina 2, Charisma 3, Manipulation 4, Appearance 4, Perception 3, Intelligence 5, Wits 3
Abilities: Athletics 1,
Awareness 1,
Dodge 3, Integrity 2,
Craft (Air) 5,
Craft (Water) 3,
Craft (Wood) 1,
Lore 4 (Sakuradite 2),
Occult 2,
Linguistics 2 (Native: English. Japanese, Old Realm),
Presence 3,
Ride/Drive 1,
Socialize 2
Virtues: Compassion 3, Conviction 3, Temperance 4, Valor 2
Essence: 2
Willpower: 6
Traits from Coadjutor: His left eye's sclera has turned black, the iris white, and the eye now has 7 blood-red pupils in it. It is still fully functional though. (-0)
Backgrounds: Backing (Yozi) 1, Cult (Yozi) 1, Influence (Yozi) 1, Unwoven Coadjutor 1 (Mektanen, Anuhle)
Intimacies:
She-Who-Lives-In-Her-Name (Wary Appreciation)(Positive)
Carelessness (Irritation)(Negative)
Mektanen (Grudging Appreciation)(Positive)
High Quality Food (Appreciation, Thankfulness)(Positive)
Kindness (Respect)(Positive)
Condescension (Hatred)(Negative)
She-Who-Lives-In-Her-Name Charms
First, Second She-Who-Lives-In-Her-Name Excellency
Factual Determination Analysis
Incorrect Value Rejection
Invasive Extroception Technique
Essence-Dissecting Stare
Mind-Hand Manipulation
Cythera Charms
First, Second Cythera Excellency
Afloat in the Sea of Mind
Sharp Eye of the Designer
Of Worlds Native and Alien
Picking Out the Gems
Burn Away Infinite Possibilities
Don't you love mother Kimberry?
