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[Index] Senxian
6 years ago
Name: Senxian
Alias: Sen, Tiger
Meaning: The immortal of the woods
Species: Byakko (Corrupt)
Vessel: Self (South China Tiger (Golden))
Origin: Jiangxi, China
Age: Unknown
Height: 6'8" / 203cm
Weight: Unknown
Tyger Tyger, burning bright, in the forests of the night
Once upon a time, he was a wild tiger, inhabiting a dense forest in china bordering a village. He thought they had an understanding. He had no need to hunt them, no animosity, so long as they respected him as an entity. He thought he'd be able to live a peaceful life.
People had been disappearing from the village every once in a while. One or two never being seen again - within the span of two or three months. It wasn't him, but this was acceptable, wasn't it? He'd seen the tiger hunting, tracking prey. She was injured. There was no way she'd be able to catch their normal diet, and she had to survive just like everything else. Years passed with this back and forth. It was unfortunate, sure, but survival was a merciless contest.
The day came, she was sloppy. The village leader's son was taken this time. She left traces behind. The humans found remains. He was accused as the murderer. It wasn't him. He was innocent. He hadn't so much as touched their livestock, much less them. It didn't matter, for three days and three nights it was a war. Humans came, surrounded him, tried to capture him. They were unsuccessful. There was no way they could overpower a tiger, not a big strong male in his prime.
But they did. Human tenacity is a scary thing. He was captured, caged like a common beast. He was slain. "Forgive us senxian. We need to survive too, senxian" The name they'd given him left a sour note in his ears.
His blood painted the earth red, but it didn't stop the killing. No, for he was not the one responsible for them. He was bitter, angry, hurt, vengeful. His beautiful pelt torn from his body, blood and bone consumed by the greedy.
He was a strong, noble soul. Reborn unto a subspecies of cat spirit, the Byakko. But he was broken. He wanted his killers to hurt as much as he had. He became corrupt, a vengeful spirit shackled to this mortal realm.
Alias: Sen, Tiger
Meaning: The immortal of the woods
Species: Byakko (Corrupt)
Vessel: Self (South China Tiger (Golden))
Origin: Jiangxi, China
Age: Unknown
Height: 6'8" / 203cm
Weight: Unknown
Tyger Tyger, burning bright, in the forests of the night
Once upon a time, he was a wild tiger, inhabiting a dense forest in china bordering a village. He thought they had an understanding. He had no need to hunt them, no animosity, so long as they respected him as an entity. He thought he'd be able to live a peaceful life.
People had been disappearing from the village every once in a while. One or two never being seen again - within the span of two or three months. It wasn't him, but this was acceptable, wasn't it? He'd seen the tiger hunting, tracking prey. She was injured. There was no way she'd be able to catch their normal diet, and she had to survive just like everything else. Years passed with this back and forth. It was unfortunate, sure, but survival was a merciless contest.
The day came, she was sloppy. The village leader's son was taken this time. She left traces behind. The humans found remains. He was accused as the murderer. It wasn't him. He was innocent. He hadn't so much as touched their livestock, much less them. It didn't matter, for three days and three nights it was a war. Humans came, surrounded him, tried to capture him. They were unsuccessful. There was no way they could overpower a tiger, not a big strong male in his prime.
But they did. Human tenacity is a scary thing. He was captured, caged like a common beast. He was slain. "Forgive us senxian. We need to survive too, senxian" The name they'd given him left a sour note in his ears.
His blood painted the earth red, but it didn't stop the killing. No, for he was not the one responsible for them. He was bitter, angry, hurt, vengeful. His beautiful pelt torn from his body, blood and bone consumed by the greedy.
He was a strong, noble soul. Reborn unto a subspecies of cat spirit, the Byakko. But he was broken. He wanted his killers to hurt as much as he had. He became corrupt, a vengeful spirit shackled to this mortal realm.
