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you should yap about YOUR ocs NOW!!!!
ill yap abt mine in return :3
HEHEHEHHEEH GLADLY >:33
Might as well start with their backstory :33
Alrighty!! for my OC, Angel. He's backstory is kinda dark either way so yee!! Before he became a soul contractor, Angel was the daughter (Daughter?? You may say because I clearly stated HE in his introduction but not only is he my main oc, no no!! He is also my favourite Transmasc OC I HAVE EVER MADE!!!..uhh, Continuing..)
of a famous prostitute in the red light district back in the olden japanese days.. like WAY BACK!! During one of Angel's mother shifts, she comes across a foreigner man and she gets her way with him....THEN CAME ALONG ANGEL!!
Angel was suffering from intense poverty ever since he was born because after his birth, his mother had lost everything..the money she made, the fame she gained over the years, her reputation sunk deep after Angel was born. After a few things had happened and with a lot of trauma and abuse Angel gained from his mother and people outside, his mother has gone completely insane by hatred for Angel to the point where she had strangled him and gauged his left eye out while he was asleep.
This somehow leads Angel to escape his mother's grasp and out of pure fear, had killed his own mother. He fled the scene and inside the woods he ran, as he stopped in his track..he had seen eye to eye with the contractor being known as the 'Collector'..
Yeah so he becomes a soul contractor, gets sexually assaulted by his ex lover and goes through a lot of trauma with the 'Collector' but after years, He had escaped the 'Collector's because of his now husband Xuehu :33
NOW YAP ABOUT YOUR OCS TO MEHH!!!
OKAY!!!!!!
so erm... let's talk about the guy in the ask: Mike!
Mike came to be because of a primordial being known as The Artist, who's essentially a flaming blue humanoid who has a giant magic paintbrush that he uses to paint anything he wishes into existence, kind of like a manifestation of my creative power in my world but not exactly a self insert. Anyway, this Artist guy came about when the 2nd Age of my universe came to a close, resetting and forming the 3rd Age. When he was made, he was tasked with rebuilding the world and making the new Age as good as can be. So, he created all the stars, planets, galaxies, magics and he gave it the ability to grow and evolve. And then he realized "Hey, I need life here, else it will be boring."
So, he made Mike. Mike, at the time, was a normal African-American guy; looked like this:
(used a character generator for this)
Anyway, Mike was built to essentially be the Adam of the 3rd Age, the man to propagate the entire universe with his descendants. Unfortunately, literally 5 minutes into his existence, basically as soon as he stepped outside and breathed fresh air... he got hit squarely in his upper back with a black, smoky magic asteroid filled with the power of an evil creator god from another universe far from mine, causing him to fall over. When Mike got up and looked at himself...
He was different. He wasn't human anymore. This meteor had given him power. Power he wasn't meant to hold. And he intended to use every bit of it.
This is how he found himself to look:
(think of the full body but with the bottom pic's modern redesigns)
As time progressed, Mike was phased out and replacements were made for him. Before the verse knew it, Mike was an OMNIPOTENT villain (yes, omnipotent) who could do ANYTHING he desired at all. He was addicted to gambling and he was also extremely edgy.
But, surprisingly enough, Mike actually mellowed out after a while and those legacy characters soon perished (he mellowed out because there was nobody else to defeat, he had killed all the legacy characters) and he became the laid-back and chill, if not also showy and memey at times, comic relief guy. Who could kick anyone's ass in a fight.
Nowadays he's been stronger, with recent events having forced him to become the god of a clone of a now-dead age of the universe, putting a lot of stress upon him. At least he has the Treptic Demigods to assist him in that task.
Anyways, his main piece of lore is that, well, nowadays he has two problems. The first? He's even more all powerful than he ever has been before. Because of this, despite how much he tries not to, he is very uncaring about everything. Apathetic, even. Because what consequence is anything to Mike when he exists? He does have every power that has existed in the past in all universes and timelines, every power that exists in all universes and timelines and every power that WILL exist in all universes and timelines, after all. Because of that he feels as if he's got no purpose, because he's too strong. There's nothing he can actually face anymore and have a chance of losing at... not like there ever was to begin with.
The second issue? The fact that Mike's *acutely aware* he's fake. A fictional being. And that is the biggest toll of all to him. He not only knows he's fake but he knows the whole universe in which he resides is fake, too. So he wonders "What purpose do I have? Why do I exist? To watch infinite generations of fake things pass me by while I stay untouched? To persist until the end of time with no way to impact anything in the long run? Because there's no way that I can impact anything, no matter what I do. I'm fake, after all! Nothing I do matters."
At the end of the day, Mike acts the way he does, all memey and over the top while also being chill and laid back at times because, well... he wants to be memorable. He doesn't want to be forgotten; for that's the only way he can truly die, yet with his dilemmas he does not wish to die. So he tries to leave an impact he knows he will never keep by being the way he is.
Really, all he wants.... is, well...
He wants to be remembered.
me when i hear this mfers lore:
That's a genuinely well built world and character backstory I have actually ever read π
IT'S MAKING ME LIKE MIKE EVEN MORE!!! I absolutely adore him now, imma borrow him from you now >:3
feel free to borrow him (if you make fanart of him my eyes will turn into hearts and bulge out of my skull comically far at you)