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09-08-2009, 02:13 PM
Hello, My name is Derrik Walker but i go by the name Ryu Kitsune (Dragon Fox). I am a hero by mistake, A spell i was working on in my village gone bad changed me, I am a orphaned human child who was adopted by a family practicing the arts of Arcane, Ebon, and Primal sorcery. I have studied Ebon sorcery with my adoptive family and grew up with my adoptive brothers training in single/dual blade swords. After studying Animorphic spells i came across a Fox morphing spell, and when i cast the spell i said the wrong line, and was transformed into what you people call a Manimal (half human, half animal) I still kept my human appearance but grew a fox tail, and grew claws on my feet and hands. When the spell gets out of control i grow into a full were fox. Well this is my story.
My spellbook that was suppose to reverse the spell was stolen by my Nemesis who names himself Shadow, a Dark Sorcer. I was ordered by the Head Sorcer of the village to track him down and get the spellbook back at all costs. I am not even suppose to be a hero helping Millennium City nor engaging activities with other citizens.
After careful observation I slowly gained leads of his wereabouts by other heroes and Champions, after delving deeper into the chain i came across the Detroit Museum, I looked at the fallen heroes who fought with there lives in stopping your so called Cosmic Villian who names himself Dr. Destroyer, i do not know this evil doer nor do i care about him, but after reading the plaques i began to feel why these heroes fought with there lives to stop him. While reading i began to shed tears, how awful could a maniac like him kill thousands of innocent people and still be on the loose. I know now why my true purpose is to be here, i know now why i have these abilities, it all made since. I must help the other heroes who were also called here and put a stop once and for all to this Psychotic Freak. This is my story, this is why i am a hero.
My spellbook that was suppose to reverse the spell was stolen by my Nemesis who names himself Shadow, a Dark Sorcer. I was ordered by the Head Sorcer of the village to track him down and get the spellbook back at all costs. I am not even suppose to be a hero helping Millennium City nor engaging activities with other citizens.
After careful observation I slowly gained leads of his wereabouts by other heroes and Champions, after delving deeper into the chain i came across the Detroit Museum, I looked at the fallen heroes who fought with there lives in stopping your so called Cosmic Villian who names himself Dr. Destroyer, i do not know this evil doer nor do i care about him, but after reading the plaques i began to feel why these heroes fought with there lives to stop him. While reading i began to shed tears, how awful could a maniac like him kill thousands of innocent people and still be on the loose. I know now why my true purpose is to be here, i know now why i have these abilities, it all made since. I must help the other heroes who were also called here and put a stop once and for all to this Psychotic Freak. This is my story, this is why i am a hero.