"Not everyone is made for killing; for fighting. Some of us just want to enjoy our friends and family. Some of us; had that choice taken away."
Xill was born thousands of years ago, on a long distant planet that no longer exists. His people, Majin as they came to be called later; were nomadic for the most part. They traveled the world, and then the cosmos once their power had grown enough. They did not need air, gravity, were immune to diseases; and had a penchant for fighting. This marked them as a perfect base race to create a War Machine.. and that's what they became. But not all of them were like that, at least they once weren't.. Time has a funny way of changing someone; for better or for worse. Xill was no exception, and his story was a sad one for certain..
Xill began life with his family, traveling about the world and enjoying everything life had to offer. His family, a peaceful group of Majins; had no interest in joining the war effort or even fighting amongst their own kindred.. So they would wander from town to town; seeking a peaceful life. So it was for years, until the grinding war machine brought war to his front door. It started as just a knock, a fellow Majin seeking shelter and companionship.. And his family was happy to oblige. He immediately sensed something was wrong here.. Deeply wrong, for the Majin that came calling was not at all what she pretended to be. She was powerful, far stronger than she should be if she were a simple traveler.. and he was proven correct. It started over dinner, which was their usual fried fruits and heaping amounts of sugary sweets.. which apparently did not suit the new Majin. She wanted something more substantial ; something the family did not have.. that they knew of. So.. She took it from the family itself; transforming them into bits of candy and sweet pastries.. before she ate them, right infront of Xill. Why did she spare Xill? It wasn't a pleasant thing.. She liked his face, she would say.. before she would beat him within an inch of his life; leaving him too weak to even try to fight back.. as she raped him for everything he was worth. Being a young Majin at the time, he was not prepared for that in any way.. and certainly didn't want it; not with her. She tore his family life apart, destroyed everything his family had worked for; and then simply left his broken and shattered form behind. She didn't really like him, not in the traditional sense.. She just thought it was "fun".
Fun, he thought; as he lay bleeding upon the ground and trying to take a full breathe. He couldn't, he could smell the smoldering remains of his home.. his pets, burned and decimated. Everything around him was destroyed, and he just wanted to let it all go.. Just to die...
But, he couldn't. He Wouldn't! let himself and his family be destroyed.. for FUN! He tightened his grip on the grass, and all at once; he became enraged for the first time in his life. The feeling was euphoric.. the power, the savagery; he knew instantly why so many Majin became hateful and evil.. It felt Good! Power flowed through his body, and he taped into that power with his righteous anger; tempering it and allowing its life-sustaining energy to flow through his broken body. He stood up, his once bright eyes now darkened forever; and he let out a roar into the smoke filled night; bellowing out his rage and his sheer horror at what had happened to his idyllic life... And then, he began to train.
He practised alone, but that soon wasn't an option as more Majin came to investigate the decimation.. Drawn like moths to the flame. In his rage, he knew nothing of friends or foes.. and he fought them all off with a savagery that made his very identity an impossibility. He didn't kill anyone.. but no one, even his families old friends and neighbors.. could recognize him; for they'd never seen him in this manner. He'd always been so calm, so happy and so content to just play his life away.. Until he couldn't do that, not anymore. He didn't have that option.. So he vowed he would never again let anyone suffer like he had. He fought with anyone who was willing, honing his skills and always searching for that female majin; the one who destroyed his life. Years passed, and the no longer young Majin became one of the most accomplished fighters on the entire planet. No one could understand how he had gone from a weak, snivelling child to one of the most powerful fighters ever seen on this wartorn planet; and it was something that caused him a lot of trouble down the line..
Not content to simply train, he wanted to prove to the world his power; showing them all why they would NEVER seek to harm him or those he called friends again. He entered a tournament, which assembled all the best fighters in the entire solar system.. pitting himself against over sixty foes, all of which extremely powerful and each capable of destroying his entire planet with an errant bolt of energy. He fought them all.. And he won. No one could believe it, but none could doubt it as the last fighter collapsed into an unconcious heap. The prize? A one way ticket to the War Effort; as a General. Something he flat out refused; to the astonishment of the entire Majin race. The Judge, who was dumbfounded by the Greatest Fighters' refusal to lead their armies; asked him in a quaking voice..
"Xill, you've beaten the best fighters this world has to offer; you've proven yourself stronger than anything we've ever seen.. Why do you refuse this honor, too lead our race to glory?"
Too which, he would cross his arms over his chest; and with an insane grin on his bruised face; would say..
"Because I do not fight for glory, for honor; for fame. I fight for love; and everything that was taken away from me."
Love? Unheard of, coming from a warrior. No warrior fell in love, or fought for it.. That was something for fairy tales and sappy romance stories. But when the Greatest Fighter in the System claimed thats what he fought for; you couldn't exactly refute him. Or so he had thought. One of the Generals, who did not see the world as Xill did; thought his answer merely an excuse.. and decided to put that theory to the test. He called Xill to an informal meeting.. off planet, in his ship in orbit. When Xill would arrive, the doors would seal shut.. and dozens of armed Majin moved forth to detain him while the General told him what was to come..
"You defy our way of life, and spit on our traditions with your refusal to serve. You say you fight for love? Very well then, lets see what you can 'love' when your entire planet is wiped from the sands of Time."
Too which, he would then send a single bolt down to the planets surface.. A bolt which ripped the entire planet apart in a split second. Xill had to watch as everything he had fought for, his dreams and memories; everything.. was once again destroyed right infront of him. He raged, and no amount of guards would keep him from killing the General, right in his own ship. Doing so caused him to be branded an Outlaw, to be killed immediately.. but before the other warships could approach; he locked himself into an escape pod.. and launched himself into the unknown expanses of the Universe. He traveled for years, stopping at a few small planets and doing small tasks in exchange for food or fuel.. and eventually, he ended up here; in Nexus Park.
As his ship came streaking into the atmosphere, his face cracked into a grin. Here was a place that reminded him of home, a place where he might be able to start anew.. make a family of his own; a place of his own. He had such high hopes for his future.. even as his ship crashed into the Lake of the Park, shredding apart from impact and stranding him here.. presumably forever. He pulled himself from the water, noting how easy it was to move here.. How much weaker the gravity here was, compared to his homeworld; or even half of the planets he'd visited since his exile. He stared up towards the future, and he would smile.. For the world had no idea what had just landed in its own backyard.
Physical Statistics and Descriptions:
Height: 6'4"
Weight: Varies, Appears to be about 275lbs.
Power Level: Unknown, Scouters cannot read it before breaking.
Age: 5,687 Years. (His race is Immortal, they do not age past adulthood. He appears in his young twenties.)
Disposition: Quiet, Rash, Protective
A little detail, please:
He has four head tentacles, two in front and two in back. His skin feels slightly rubbery to the touch, and he's just as elastic as anyone of his race. He wears the same battle armor given to him at the Tournament; and he keeps it in pretty good shape despite never having the proper materials for repairs. He has a slightly spicy smell, one that literally makes your nose tingle if you get close enough; but that's not because of the hotness of the scent.. Its because of the sheer power that radiates from his body. He tends too keep to himself, unless approached by someone else. He does this because he does not want to make new friends, for thats all the more ways for the Evil in the world to ruin his life yet again. This is not to say he isn't friendly to those who do approach him, he actually very much so is.. But you'll find it difficult for him to actually call you a Friend. Everyone is an aquaintence, and everyone is deserves the same respect he hopes to receive. He does not pry into anyones personal life, and he makes it a point to make sure everyone knows he is not here to be their new best friend. In truth, he's terrified that if he did make new friends; something awful would happen to them.. because of him. He promised himself years ago he'd never again be the source of such misery to anyone; and he sticks to that credo far more than most do to their proclaimed purposes. However, if your feeling like you might be the one to break that ideology; feel free to try.. I'd love to see someone climb over that anger-wall he's built up. Be careful though, it will undoubtidly be a bumpy ride.
Xill has recently displayed a bizarre ability no other Majin has yet to display; the ability to assume a completely different form. Not to be confused with an "evil" version, or "kid" version.. instead; Xill can transform into a woman! Precisely how, or indeed where he gained this ability is as of yet unknown.. but the simple fact that he can is usually enough for most. This is part of his storyline, so please feel free to ask him about it sometime. Picture posted below:
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