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August 18, 2039; 0903

"Crap," Graham thought, he was following the tracks only for a few minutes before he noticed what he forgot, he took a sharp turn and ran back the way he came, but his 11 year old legs can only take him so far so quickly. His fresh kill was already gone.
"Bandits."
I like Evelynn, but she seems to be in her own little bubble of solitude. So that's not gonna happen.
Oh. Well...
What if Vestec and his opposite somehow combined? Order + Chaos = Fish tacos
@Penguin yeah, Graham is following your guys tracks. They are still new. He's heading to NY
like everyone else, hopefully I can get someone to take him, he probably wouldn't leave home without a reason.
@SepticGentleman Graham is still immature. He learned to hunt from his parents and the muties (Mutants he grew up with),
but not well, that's why he almost died. If he didn't get a lucky break he would die. He needs a mentor. Maybe someone from the cast of characters.
@Hael I'd be fine as a demigod, but somebody just needs to MAKE ONE.

Also, how do god-god battles work? What happens if one dies, does his killer get the portfolio? What if Vestec tries to kill everyone else, turning there domain into chaos?
( Maybe I shouldn't've mentioned that? )
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Frak. This child is savage.


He's been living in the woods for two years, only coming into town to sell and to buy ammo and gunpowder, which he keeps inside a stuffed bear with it's head barely attached. So... yeah. Thank you WW3, for ruining children everywhere.
Chris woke up. "Holy crap, where am I?" It took him a while to understand his pale, bright, surroundings. When he awoke he began to figure it out. He was in a hospital room, there were two people, a Man and a Woman, neither of which he knew. The man had a slight Indian look to him. He turned to face directly at Chris.
"Are you okay?" The man said, his deep grey eyes peering into his soul. Chris sat up, his ribs felt like they were going to burst, but he managed it.
"What happened to me?" Chris asked, perplexed.
"You died."
Maybe god-god makes a god, but god-mortal makes demigod.
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