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When Ashe meets him, this is Sweet:


He's from the Atlantis movie.
"Right, the ship. I'm on it." Sam being the one to return to the ship wasn't exactly ideal. After all, he'd never seen the Talon before and if its cloaking field was on then that would make it even harder for him to find. But right now there was no other choice. Sam took off from the throne room and dashed out into the main hall, that would be fastest way back outside. Something the Imperator said was nagging at the back of his head, however. "Parting gift"? What could he have meant by that? It likely meant there was still trouble lurking somewhere, but it would have to wait for now. Sam burst through the main doors and found himself outside in the palace entryway. He heard some strange noises but Sam ignored them and bolted for the most open area he could find. If they had been anything like Daisy and himself, then it would be in one of the open town square areas that Ashe's ship would be waiting.

"Come on, Ashe, where the hell did you park? Ow!" Just as Sam wondered that, he practically collided with what felt like an invisible wall. As soon as he did, a Gummi Ship shimmered into view, "An invisible ship? Okay..." Sam banged his hand on the closed hatch hoping someone was still inside that could open it up. Sure enough, the hatch opened and a humanoid birdman greeted him, "You need to move the ship closer to the palace! The Emperor is in danger!" this only garnered a confused look in return.

"Huh? How do ya mean?" Launchpad asked, having no idea of what transpired within the palace.

"There's no time to explain! Ashe is with him, now, but we'll need the medical equipment on board to save him, just go!" Launchpad turned back around with a shrug. Despite not being privy to all the information, he wasn't about to ignore someone who needed help. But as Sam was about to climb up the entry ramp, a rumble from the ground caught his attention, "What the?" he heard those noises again, but this time they sounded a lot closer. Voices, people sounding like they were shouting to each other, but most importantly, was also the sound of swords and cannons. It was a battle coming from the city! Sam exited the ramp, deciding to let Launchpad fly on his own so he himself could investigate whatever was happening in the city.

There was quite a sight waiting for Sam when he got there. The creature was silvery-grey, just like the ones the Imperators commanded, but this one appeared to be special. For one thing, it was bigger, much bigger. It's body also appeared to be armored somewhat, evidenced by the sharp points on its shoulders and its hands looking like over-sized gauntlets. It bore the white mark of the Empire on its face, and a light blue scarf that split off into several tendrils spiked with spear-like tips, "I think I just figured out what what guy meant when he said he left a parting gift..." but thankfully the monster was not the only thing Sam saw. It was fighting a small group from the Chinese army, led by two familiar faces: Generals Shang and Mulan. Not one to leave his friends or allies in a pinch, Sam drew his sword so he could join the fray.

"Let it get a little closer..." Shang said, watching the hulking creature approach at a slow pace. After it took a couple more steps, he suddenly gestured to two of the soldiers crouching nearby on both sides, "...now! Fire the cannons!" both men used flint to light their fuses. The cannons they used were roughly rocket-launcher sized, held steady on the ground by a primitive tripod setup. They shot fireworks shaped like dragon heads that appeared to make a direct hit on the creature. They definitely made a show at the very least. But the creature stepped through the smoke nearly unfazed.

"Nothing's working! How do we stop that thing?" one of the men asked, a thin man named Ling. He put his sword up defensively when the creature raised its massive hand to strike. Luckily for Ling, that was right about when Sam finally got close enough to intervene. With as much speed and agility as he could muster, Sam dashed in front of Ling and actually took the blow with his mechanical arm. When the creature pulled its hand back Sam went on the attack, managing to get in a successful Binding Strike to temporarily stun the massive creature.

"Sam!" it was Shang, a look of relief on his face that quickly vanished as he asked his next question, "Where's the Emperor?"

"Throne room." Sam said, then continued, "But he's in danger, no time to explain. My friend is trying to help him now but the Emperor needs a doctor." that got all their attentions, and it was Mulan who responded first.

"The prisoners! Sam, we discovered where the Imperators took your ship's crew. We think they're being held in the palace dungeon, wasn't there a Doctor among them?" everyone knew they had to talk fast, the Binding Strike would wear off momentarily. But Mulan was correct, Daisy's ship did indeed have a Doctor, John Strongbear Sweet. If Sweet was still alive, then if anyone could save the Emperor it would definitely be him.

"Yao, take Ling and Chien-Po and get to the dungeon!" Shang ordered, "Find that Doctor and get him to the Emperor at all costs!"

"Come on!" Yao yelled to his two compatriots before the three took off for the Palace.

"Sam, I'm sorry, but I have to go to the Emperor!" and without any further warning Shang also darted for the palace. Mulan however, remained where she was and nodded to Sam before turning to face their monstrous opponent.

"I guess that leaves this thing to us, then?" Sam said, readying his sword as the Binding Strike finally wore off and the battle resumed.

@NobodiesHero
My computer's internet isn't working, I can't write posts until it's fixed.
"Right, but get to the Emperor if you can," Sam quietly responded, "I'll keep him focused on me." he was referring to the Imperator who stood before them. Without anymore words, Sam made a dash for his opponent, even putting his momentum into a Sliding Dash. Roxas was no slouch, easily ready for the attack and deflecting Sam's blade with his own. Now that he was close, Sam tried to strike at Roxas with a trio of jump slashes, but the Imperator parried them all. Only now did Roxas begin to return the attacks. The Keyblade was fast, its strikes like a black blur of motion with a razor sharp edge. Roxas slid past Sam with his first strike, but then his black Keyblade began to glow with Light. Whatever the light was, it was empowering his blade as Roxas went into a nearly unstoppable flurry of blows. Sam did his best to parry them, the Imperator was just too quick and so the last couple of blows struck true and Sam found himself off balance.

Meanwhile, the red-haired Imperator summoned weapons of his own: a pair of bladed wheels protruding spikes around the edges. The chakrams appeared in a blaze of fire, "Sorry kids, but I don't time to play with you." he said as a portal appeared behind him. He was planning to leave! To cover his escape, the Imperator threw one of his fiery chakrams into frey in Ashe's direction. On top of that, a trio of grey creatures appeared at the Imperator's side. Before he slipped through the portal, the Imperator spun his body around and let one of his chakrams slice open the Emperor's throat, "Don't waste time, Roxas, we've got other places to be after all! As for you two..." he offered a sly smirk, "...we'll leave you a parting gift, make it off this world alive and maybe then you'll be worth our time and effort." and he vanished through the portal.

Unfortunately it wasn't hard for Roxas to follow suit. He'd just knocked down Sam and so he was in a position to get away without any real resistance, and did so still without uttering a single word. Sam got to his feet and ran over to the Emperor. With Roxas gone, the cage of light vanished and Daisy was freed, "Your Excellency!" she also rushed to the Emperor's aid. But the wound was serious, the Emperor was already losing blood, and so only healing magic could save him. And unfortunately, none of them knew any healing magic. So it seemed the Emperor was quickly running out of time.

"Your ship!" Sam shouted to Ashe, "Does it have a medical bay?" the Talon did indeed have a medical bay, but no doctor to manage it. But maybe, if they could reach the ship fast enough, the Emperor could at least be stabilized.

@NobodiesHero
It was almost eerie how silent Karrsh could be. Of course, while moving his body made a few noises, that was unavoidable. But right now, as he remained still, could pass for a statue if he wanted. His body kept itself regulated almost entirely on its own, thanks to the augmentations. His breathing could be kept deadly quiet, and most of his body could simply rest in a sleep mode to stay perfectly still. For being half-machine, Karrsh could hide surprisingly well. And hide is what he did. Technically, his current orders was to secure the meeting place, but he knew the real reason he was here, and Green knew it too. This was the one place in the whole plan that remained completely out-of-sight from the outside, and that was exactly what Karrsh had to do more and more of lately.

The silence was almost too much to take sometimes. All this staying hidden and keeping away from people just gave Karrsh more time to think. All thinking did remind Karrsh of how utterly non-existent his life was. It could be downright soul-crushing to think about, but occasionally it was also infuriating. Karrsh was a freak, even among the freakshows. He was different, even from the other child soldiers and they all knew it too. But even worse than that, Karrsh's mind always ended up remembering the aliens he'd killed. Those whose lives he often literally crushed in his hands. And sometimes, sometimes... Karrsh wished he was back there again. At least when he was slaughtering people he had something to focus on, something keeping him occupied so he didn't have to stop and actually think about the horrible atrocities being committed by his hand. But here? No, here he had nothing but time to think about those things.

"Tell me why..." he said in a low voice that somehow didn't sound like his normal tone, "...Why are you here? Why are any of you here? You had a choice, right? So... so why would anyone actually choose this?" this was not the first time these words came out of Karrsh's mouth. In fact this only one of several times he had quietly questioned the team members who happened to be around, wondering why anyone with a sane mind would actually choose this life when they had an out. It was no secret that Karrsh was not here by choice, that the same offer made to all the others was not extended to him because of his... situation. But his tone and words were not those of jealousy, at least not anymore. Now, they were just... words of confusion.

"Uh, never mind..." his low whisper trailed off. He'd heard everyone's story at least once already, so hearing Ace's again would have been pointless. In all honesty it was a good thing for Karrsh that the team even existed in the first place. If they all took the offer, and Karrsh was left to his own devices? Well, a recurring nightmare he'd been having for a while now would become reality. That nightmare was one where Karrsh simply... forgot how to be human, succumbed to the circuitry and devolve into a mindless machine. At least with the team around there was something keeping the remainder of his humanity intact.
Hulle Granz Cathedral

"Well, I'll definitely have to remember the keywords to this place for a later time. Who knows what I could learn by sticking around and examining it more closely..." no surprise there. Kotaro enjoyed studying new area types, and this looked about as unique as it could be. But he had to keep the reason they all came in mind, "...ah, but first thing's first. I already asked my circle of friends on the forums if they had heard anything about players going comatose, but didn't wait for a reply, so after this maybe I should switch to the Discussion Forum and check for a response-"

He probably would have rambled a bit if not for entrance of few more. First Dusk, then Cyann. A short greeting was exchanged but then another pair arrived. One was Roamer, and the other was a familiar Heavy Blade named KISU. Hitsu's character. Kohe did say he would be using his mother's account for the investigation. That was when the debating started. Roamer appeared to be skeptical of idea of a game causing a coma. More to the point, however, KISU voiced his intention to bend the rules, break them entirely if necessary to get to the bottom of this.

"Hmm..." Grim didn't speak just yet, instead waiting for Al to speak her piece. She made it clear she didn't feel comfortable going outside the rules like this. To be honest, Grim had his doubts as well, but did at least think of a way for them to make a compromise.

"Going outside the system could be dangerous, and probably not a wise choice." he sounded like he was agreeing with Al but then quickly added, "...At least not one we all should make. In fact," he rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "whoever does go outside the rules would be wise to have people who are still on the inside, who aren't actively drawing attention to themselves, just in case someone on the inside is indeed needed." to put it simply, Grim agreed with KISU to a point, but offered a compromise for anyone not willing to go that far.

"But I digress. Kohe - er, I mean KISU, you said you wanted to show us what you mean by all this?"
Name: Karrsh

Age: 18

Physical Description:



Important Items:
-Cyborg Body: Most of Karrsh's body is now machine. In fact, only his head (save for the eyes), one of his arms, and his vital organs are still organic. His body may as well be that of an armored machine fine tuned to make him a walking weapon. Prosthetics are not unheard of in the Ascendancy of Man, but they are strictly regulated and are required to maintain a certain level of photogenic appearance. Karrsh is perhaps the sole exception to this rule, his body ignoring photogenic customization in favor of complete and total combat optimization. Karrsh is stronger, faster, and more durable than any organic human could hope to be. His optical implants allow for super accurate and precise targeting, able to pin-point structural weaknesses in inorganic objects or even pressure point weaknesses in humanoid targets. Supposedly he once stopped a sniper's bullet from killing him by catching it in his cyborg hand before it could hit his still-organic head. As amazing as that sounds, it came at a very hefty cost. Most obviously, Karrsh's body now being more machine than human. Blending into crowds is simply impossible for him, due to the lack of photogenic customizations. Also, Kaisoken dust appears to have no effect on him whatsoever, so learning magic is simply impossible.

Short Bio: Karrsh's actual birthplace and heritage remain unknown. His parents were dead for all he knew, and no other relatives made themselves known, so Karrsh was raised early on in a Catholic orphanage. The nuns running the orphanage were nice enough, kind to the kids but strict when they needed to be. Apparently that wasn't good enough for Karrsh, because he attempted many times to "escape", ie run away. Being so young, he was caught every single time, and repeatedly warned by Sister Regina that this would only lead to him being kidnapped or God-knows-what-else. By around age 15 Karrsh was able to successfully get out of the orphanage... and Sister Regina's warning was almost immediately proven right.

Karrsh was never fully aware of the war that was going on, the orphanage didn't exactly care about news and current events. While on the streets Karrsh found himself caught in an explosive attack. That was all he remembered, some loud noises and a flash of some kind, maybe a bit of intense heat as well but that was it. The next time Karrsh became aware of himself, he was horrified to find himself in a body he hardly recognized. Apparently the explosion wrecked his body, and probably should have killed him too. Someone in the government must have thought this was the perfect excuse to test out some of their newer cybernetic technology. Only a small amount of Karrsh's human body remained intact, the rest had been replaced with this armored body that was apparently the pinnacle of cyborg engineering. Karrsh was dropped into the war almost immediately. No real training, his cyborg body barely required it. Instead the 15 year old was shipped to a base and told to kill as many of "them" before "they" could kill him.

And boy did he kill them. Karrsh didn't even need weapons, the speed, strength, and stamina of his cyborg body was more than enough of a weapon to wipe out countless alien hostiles. And that was the extent of Karrsh's time in the war. No promotions, no leaves, no discharges. Just battle after battle after battle. Occasionally he was made to wage a one-man siege against enemy-bases and was instructed to just kill everyone he came across until the place was empty.

During one of those solo incursions the aliens were ready for him. They hit him with as many EMP weapons as they could, and that was enough to shut down Karrsh completely. Next thing Karrsh knew, he was kept in a maximum security prison camp, his energy cells drained completely save for just enough to keep him conscious so he could be questioned... not that Karrsh could offer any useful information to his captors. Eventually though, he was granted freedoms little by little, and was soon freed entirely. He wasn't alone, either, apparently these Rau've had captured a number of child soldiers and were now offering each of them a chance to return to their previous lives. Well, offering everyone except Karrsh. Because of his cyborg body, Karrsh would likely never get the luxury of going back. So with little other choice in the matter, Karrsh decided to keep fighting... what else could a cyborg like him possibly do with his life after all?

Spell List: N/A
Exceptional Skill List:
-Exceptional Endurance x2
-Exceptional Unarmed x2
-Exceptional Athletics
-Exceptional Precision
Sam lowered his blade, letting out an audible sigh of relief, "Ashe?" a fight right now would have been the worst possible scenario, given that the Microbots hadn't quite finished their work on his arm yet, "The Empire happened." was his response to all of her questions, "Imperators, two of them. They were controlling waves of these grey creatures. We were doing fine until the Imperators decided to butt in." by this point, Sam had wiped the blade of his sword on the prosthetic arm before returning it to the sheathe clipped to his back. He also started walking deeper into the palace, expecting Ashe would keep pace with him.

"We were under siege for days, so we couldn't get any messages out. Like I said, we were doing well enough against those grey things, but then those Imperator bastards decided to get involved personally. One of them got their hands on the Emperor and the Diplomat while I was too occupied with his grunts. By the time I tried to stop him, he had them at blade point and took them through one of those portal things they use. I tried to follow but then the Imperator's partner jumped me from behind. Took me completely off guard. Gah, that's right! That Imperator, the one that jumped me..." his voice trailed off briefly, as if he was still processing the information himself, "...he had a Keyblade, Ashe! A genuine Keyblade that he pulled out of thin air that nearly took my whole damn arm off! What's the deal? I thought Leon said only Sora could wield the Keyblade, so why does the Empire have it?"

"We gotta warn everyone about this." he told her, still walking without even realizing that he was leading them to the throne room, "But I have to check out the palace first, find whoever's still around, maybe even the Diplomat if we're lucky. I don't think it's been too long so who knows? The Imperators might not have taken them offworld, at least not yet." only then did he notice voices coming from the other side of the doors leading into the throne room, familiar voices at that, "Come on!" and without any other word Sam wasted no time and burst the doors open, practically kicking them in.

"Come on, Your Excellency. Is this so-called alliance worth all this trouble? Even now?" It was the red-haired Imperator, who had the Emperor shackled to his throne. Nearby, Daisy Duck - the Diplomat - was being held by a cage made of light energy of all things. And she was currently being guarded by the still-hooded Imperator, very likely the one Sam had described wielding the Keyblade earlier.

"Hah! Trouble, all right. Trouble that YOU cause!" that was Daisy, but she soon shut up when the red-head suddenly hurled a fiery chakram that slammed against the cage and bounced back to his hand.

"I don't remember inviting you to the debate, so why don't just pipe down and - Roxas, the doors!" Sam's sudden appearance got the Imperators' attention, and the one apparently named Roxas literally leaped into action, placing himself between the intruders and the Emperor's throne. And just like Sam said, Roxas summoned the Keyblade, though it didn't quite look like what Leon had often described. Instead it was almost entirely black in color, and seemed to just pulse with Darkness. As before, Roxas remained totally silent.

"Looks like we lucked out after all!" Sam told Ashe, drawing his Lightning Edge from its sheathe. On one hand, this was mildly terrifying. If what Leon said was any indication, the Keyblade was easily one of the most powerful weapons there is, and so facing one in battle was almost certainly going to be impossibly difficult. On the other hand, however, Sam had a score to settle with this Roxas character.

@NobodiesHero
Offline ~ Bedroom

It was a typical afternoon for Kotaro. Sitting in front of his PC, Kotaro was engaged in a... "friendly debate" on the forums. He'd become quite active and prolific there, particularly his thread he started titled "Mythology of The World" which was intended to serve as an open discussion and debate about the game's background lore and its history. Honestly, at the time he first created the thread, Kotaro wasn't holding his breath for activity, believing he was alone in his fascination for the game's storyline. To his surprise, however, the thread had since gathered quite a modest following. And right now, Kotaro was debating the origins of the Lost Grounds with one of his online acquaintances. At least, he was until his computer pinged him with a new email. Kotaro opened up his inbox and could scarcely believe what he was reading...

To: Grimsley
From: KISU
Subject: I need your help!
Attachment: -

Body: Grimsley,

My name is Kohe Nanae and I'm Hitsu's son. I sometimes helped out during class for her.

I'm not sure if you heard the news with school being out for the next month or so but...my mother's fallen into a coma. I found her two nights ago on the computer, slumped over and nonresponsive. It was terrifying. I still feel numb, in a state of shock to be honest. Ever since she and I relocated from Tokyo, we only have each other. We were on our own and now I'm on my own.

The doctors told me she's stable for the time being but that's not enough for me! I can't just wait around for her to recover. She is the most important person in my life and I will do whatever I can to help her. I know she enjoyed your company and that she spent time with you and your friends outside of school. I think she event invited you all over for dinner last Christmas? In some ways you guys were like secondary children to her and I know she might not like that I'm involving you but I had to still ask.

I've been doing some research and trying to piece together her last few moments. She was playing The World with this account (KISU) so I am going to take it over and investigate from inside the game. Supposedly there are a handful of other cases of people falling into comas who also have accounts in The World. I don't know what any of this means but I am going to find out. My other account can't be used, it's better if I leave it at that. So for now I'll be using my mother's and I hope you'll help me.

If you want to help, meet me at Delta Hidden Forbidden Holy Ground at 3:00 PM, you're not the only one of my mother's students I've contacted. One last thing, I looked over the forums and noticed a number of threads started by you pertaining to discussing The World.
If the answer does lie within the game, it may possibly relate to the in-game writings. Please tell me if there's anything in the discussions that might help, every little bit counts. Thanks in advance.

-Kohe Nanae


"No way! Hitsu-sensei is...?" he didn't want to finish the thought. He remembered Hitsu-sensei well, and Kohe too. He even recalled trying to talk to Kohe early on but had no real luck at getting him to open up. He owed a lot to Hitsu, not the least of which being his current participation and interest in The World. If she was in trouble, Kotaro owed it to her to help in whatever way he could. So without any debate over the matter, Kotaro switched back to the forums and quickly changed the topic of discussion in his thread.

Topic: Mythology of The World
User: Grimsley
RE: Have any of you guys ever heard of people falling into a coma while playing the game?


Once that was done, Kotaro spent the next hour rereading his various posts and notes about The World, hoping to - as Kohe suggested - find some kind of clue hidden within them. Unfortunately, there didn't seem to be anything related to comas. Hopefully that would change after Kotaro switched his research focus. For now, though, all that was left was to log in and meet Kohe.

Online ~ Mac Anu

In the root town, a series of golden-yellow rings heralded the arrival of an older-looking gentlemen in a black coat and hat. The Flick Reaper named Grimsley appeared and the login was complete. Grim stepped forward but only for a moment. Deciding this meeting was too urgent to waste time, he turned toward the Chaos Gate and interacted with it. Within the menu that popped up, Grim entered the keywords from the email and clicked to confirm his choice. Just as suddenly as he appeared, the Flick Reaper vanished within a similar set of golden rings.

Online ~ Hulle Granz Cathedral

"Is this... a Lost Ground?" Grim asked himself when the area finished loading. He walked toward the giant cathedral before him and opened the doors. While he approached, he noticed the alerts signifying many of his friends logging on and he wondered if they had all received the same email from Kohe. When he entered the cathedral, Grim was greeted with the sight of only one player, and it wasn't KISU.

"Al?" asked Grim as he stepped forward. Just as many had taken to calling him Grim, he had also been calling Allegory "Al" for short. It looked like Al was the only other one who had arrived for now, but that at least was proof that Grim was not the only one to have received an email, "You got the email too, right?" as he asked, Grim began to notice the melody that accompanied this particular area. It was nothing like anything he'd heard in other areas or dungeons. The statue at the center of the cathedral was also very eye-catching. On any other day Grim would be spending several minutes, if not hours, examining the statue and the rest of the room for that matter. But today he would set aside his personal interests to get down to the matter at hand.
Name: Karrsh

Age: 18

Physical Description:



Important Items:
-Cyborg Body: Most of Karrsh's body is now machine. In fact, only his head (save for the eyes), one of his arms, and his vital organs are still organic. His body may as well be that of an armored machine fine tuned to make him a walking weapon. Prosthetics are not unheard of in the Ascendancy of Man, but they are strictly regulated and are required to maintain a certain level of photogenic appearance. Karrsh is perhaps the sole exception to this rule, his body ignoring photogenic customization in favor of complete and total combat optimization. Karrsh is stronger, faster, and more durable than any organic human could hope to be. His optical implants allow for super accurate and precise targeting, able to pin-point structural weaknesses in inorganic objects or even pressure point weaknesses in humanoid targets. Supposedly he once stopped a sniper's bullet from killing him by catching it in his cyborg hand before it could hit his still-organic head. As amazing as that sounds, it came at a very hefty cost. Most obviously, Karrsh's body now being more machine than human. Blending into crowds is simply impossible for him, due to the lack of photogenic customizations. Also, Kaisoken dust appears to have no effect on him whatsoever, so learning magic is simply impossible.

Short Bio: Karrsh's actual birthplace and heritage remain unknown. His parents were dead for all he knew, and no other relatives made themselves known, so Karrsh was raised early on in a Catholic orphanage. The nuns running the orphanage were nice enough, kind to the kids but strict when they needed to be. Apparently that wasn't good enough for Karrsh, because he attempted many times to "escape", ie run away. Being so young, he was caught every single time, and repeatedly warned by Sister Regina that this would only lead to him being kidnapped or God-knows-what-else. By around age 15 Karrsh was able to successfully get out of the orphanage... and Sister Regina's warning was almost immediately proven right.

Karrsh was never fully aware of the war that was going on, the orphanage didn't exactly care about news and current events. While on the streets Karrsh found himself caught in an explosive attack. That was all he remembered, some loud noises and a flash of some kind, maybe a bit of intense heat as well but that was it. The next time Karrsh became aware of himself, he was horrified to find himself in a body he hardly recognized. Apparently the explosion wrecked his body, and probably should have killed him too. Someone in the government must have thought this was the perfect excuse to test out some of their newer cybernetic technology. Only a small amount of Karrsh's human body remained intact, the rest had been replaced with this armored body that was apparently the pinnacle of cyborg engineering. Karrsh was dropped into the war almost immediately. No real training, his cyborg body barely required it. Instead the 15 year old was shipped to a base and told to kill as many of "them" before "they" could kill him.

And boy did he kill them. Karrsh didn't even need weapons, the speed, strength, and stamina of his cyborg body was more than enough of a weapon to wipe out countless alien hostiles. And that was the extent of Karrsh's time in the war. No promotions, no leaves, no discharges. Just battle after battle after battle. Occasionally he was made to wage a one-man siege against enemy-bases and was instructed to just kill everyone he came across until the place was empty.

During one of those solo incursions the aliens were ready for him. They hit him with as many EMP weapons as they could, and that was enough to shut down Karrsh completely. Next thing Karrsh knew, he was kept in a maximum security prison camp, his energy cells drained completely save for just enough to keep him conscious so he could be questioned... not that Karrsh could offer any useful information to his captors. Eventually though, he was granted freedoms little by little, and was soon freed entirely. He wasn't alone, either, apparently these Rau've had captured a number of child soldiers and were now offering each of them a chance to return to their previous lives. Well, offering everyone except Karrsh. Because of his cyborg body, Karrsh would likely never get the luxury of going back. So with little other choice in the matter, Karrsh decided to keep fighting... what else could a cyborg like him possibly do with his life after all?

Spell List: N/A
Exceptional Skill List:
-Exceptional Endurance x2
-Exceptional Unarmed x2
-Exceptional Athletics
-Exceptional Precision
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