Majin Delune

[majin]

Majin Delune

Age: 24

Gender: Male

Appearance:


Personality: Majin's personality could be looked at as one that deteriorated over time. This is because he was raised with a certain set of what he sees now as 'idealistic' values, that although they were good, they were also not neccesarily what most people in the real world upheld. He didn't blame his parents, but he thought they kind of kept him oblivious from the harsher world somehow. So from a young innocent boy he grew up to be a cold and distant individual. He always questioned why the poor had to struggle day by day, while Royalty lived their whole lives in decadence. 

This made him realize being honest and hardworking didn't yield as much fruition as it was supposed to. The world was for the cunning.

He became a little eccentric a he learned to live on the streets. He started acting out in impulse, adopting a chaotic neutral alignment. His value for the lives of others dimished, as he started being a little more selfish. He just had to do what he had to do to live. Unless it's a girl; that's one of his weaknesses.

He tends to be of a rebellious nature, often speaking out of his mind, and often times not hesitating to stand up for what he believes in. He has little values and moral codes... He dislikes authority and he sees morality as one of it's upbringings. 

He's distrusting, kind of sarcastic and a little sadistic, BUT on a brighter note, deep inside of such a dark personality he hides a pretty normal and caring individual. He regards friends as family, and wouldn't think twice about defending one if it was needed, even sacrifice himself. All on all, a toughened up individual because of dangerous and tragic circumstances... But still a good person in the inside.




History: 
Majin was raised into a pretty poor family. They tended a small field of crops, but at the time Majin was too little to help out.

They were poor, but their father helped out as much as he could to feed them. He also wasn't home most of the time because of this.

Majin was the middle one out of three. The youngest was his sister Celine and the eldest his brother Zima. 

Later on when he was old enough he kind of caught up; he watched as what seemed to be the land lord or something pressured Majin's father for money. He saw as his father struggled to keep up afloat. He wished to help, but unfortunately Majin was a bit on the weak side, often getting ill.

He often thought he was a burden to his family, that had torun around here and there to get medicine for him and to take care of him. 

Things later on seemed to start going downhill, as his father was suddenly found dead near their home one day. The case was never solved, but he always thought it had something to do with his debts. 

The land lord wanted them out, but Zima became a soldier and things started being "better". Majin ha a hard time letting go of his father's memory, what little times they would see each other, they would all usually sit around their humble yard and he would show them his pokemon. 

He would also remember how his father comforted him everytime ghost pokemon appeared around the house to scare him. 

It kind of hit him then. Maybe they where drawn to his father's desperation, his masked desperation that he had behind his smile.

From 14 years old, he grew to 18. He had become a little healthier, in part thanks to his brother, who trained him on swordsmanship every time he would pass by town. He looke up to his brother as him being something he could not be, bit wished to be someday. A strong, caring and capable individual. A great swordsman, and a good pokemon tamer.

But this also ended soon enough. One day, a messenger knocked on the door with terrible news. The remaining family mourned over the death of the eldest son. It struck him specially bad. He became deppressed and barely talked after that.

He knew he couldn't take care of his little sister. Thankfully, she was friends with another girl that was part of a rich family, and they took her in. They didn't ask Majin if he wanted to go along, nor did he bother to ask. He just abandoned the house with a few of his belongings and left to wander about.

It was rough. Some days he would be lucky to ve offered food or shelter, or at least some kind of job to earn some sustenance, but often times it wasn't the case.

One day though, another wanderer crossed his path. An old man in ragged clothes and a staff, carrying a big sack on his back. He was a wandering merchant, selling weird artifacts from far away. The old man took Majin under his wing and kind of had him as a sort of employee in exchange for food and whatever shelter the old man got at each town.

It was hard work, and the man was strict, but it was for the better. It taught Majin a lot, and made him mature. Eventually their relationship grew to a father and son one.

He grew up a bit, and soon, he wanted to venture on his own again, this time with a new, powerful determination. They parted ways, knowing they would one day cross paths once more.

His attitude had changed a lot. He had grown tougher, mentally and physically. He was no longer "on the weak side". He tattooed a large part of his body as a symbol of his change and the path he chose to walk on... The path towards power. 

One day, though, he was caught In a bad storm just when he was about to make it to the outskirst of a forest. This made him lose his bearings and he got lost. The rain blew strong and the thunder was deafening. In desperation, he hastly roamed about the forest looking for the way out or at least a shelter. Instead, he found a group of Zangooze. He bumped into one, and when he looked up he was about to be clawed. He rolled to the side and instead unsheated his sword, as he took a swing at the pokemon. To his surprise, he had cut the pokemon a bit, but at what price?

Around five more heads popped up as they all growled. He was done for if they gotto him, and so the chase ensued.

He ran as fast as he could around the forest, trying his best to not trip on branches or fall on puddles.

After a while of running he stopped out of breath, realizing this was his fate. When all of a sudden he felt something tugging on him to move towards the base of a tree. He quickly went over, spotting a small opening and crawled in. Inside he found an Abra. The feeling was instant, he felt oddly enough comforted. He didn't know if he was going to make it through the night, but he couldn't help but fall asleep exhausted.

The next morning they both woke up safe and sound. Majin couldn't be more grateful to the Abra. He looked around for something to give to the pokemon, only finding a small charm the wandering merchant had given him. The Abra seemed to be surprised at this.

Majin waved goodbye as he started walking away, but soon realized the Abra was following him. So, he had chosen Majin... And together they grew strong...


Country of Residence: Megidova

Allegiance: None yet.

Rank: Bounty Hunter/Assassin

Additional Information: Majin aspires to one day become powerful and well known. Be it on his own or by one day joining a military group and rising to a high rank. Or perhaps form an assassins guild of sorts

[majin]

I looked over at the positions available but the pokemon they are known to have don't really appeal to Majin. He's more of a psychic and ghost type. If you need someone like that on the plot, possibly a guy that wants to gain the trust of the king to then try to overthrow him or something, let me know!

[galen]

Approved, though I don't think it's required, it would be very helpful for you to put your character's last name in your display name, we'll keep everyone updated on plot and feel free to make your own plot threads.