Villager: KAIJEN 0071
Name: KAIJEN 0071
Location: Dragonsmaw Manor
Born 1 year, 2 months ago
Color: Madagascan SunsetBuffs:
House: FurCash House
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KAIJEN 0071 is infected with Zombipathy. Eating brains relieves symptoms for a time, but comes with memories of the brain's former life. Your doctor recommends adding hot sauce for extra flavor, but a Golden Apple a day will send the Zombipathy away.
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Alpha Class Kaijen
ESTJ-A Personality Type (https://www.16personalities.com/estj-personality)
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(Note for story: Gelians lack the "buh" sound, so they approximate it with a "kh" sound. Also, Rikigari is what the Ribbon Warriors call their species.)
A lepidopteran/avian pseudohybrid known as a Ribbon Warrior, he is extremely strong and protective. A gentle, but powerful beast, he hides behind moth wings and energy signatures. He is the leader of the V-3 Brigade, and is the fastest member, as well as the strongest. The leader of the V-3 Brigade, this Ribbon Warrior adopts other forms in an attempt to conceal his true nature, a part of him that is just as synthetic as his heart.
A blare in the desolation, a deafening silence, and suddenly you're eye to eye with a hulking beast of smoke and terror. Three green, vicious eyes stare at you with an overpowering animosity, and another blare escapes from its thin mouth in delectable glee.
Two jagged horns adorns its stocky head, which itself is coarse as sandpaper. Green puffs of smoke escape the creature's tilted nostrils set within a lean nose.
Its stocky head sits atop a long, robust body. Runes or emblems, each glowing bright green, cover parts of its torso, but while inspecting this creature it inspects you in turn.
The creature darts toward you, its four legs smoothly carry its wicked body with a chaotic energy. A thick tail drags behind it, runes cover it all across.
Two humongous wings extend themselves fully. Shadowy bones, and incorporeal membranes stretch upward before coming down again with force. The creature's eyes are still affixed on you.
I can't erase the memories from millennia ago. The endless screams still haunt me. Flesh melting off khone, disintegrating to mere ashes. I have spent four lifetimes atoning for this...this monster khound to me. It wasn't my fault they decided to create monsters. It wasn't my fault the 7 of us lost control of the Syrrir's powers. Even now, it's name teeters on the tip of my tongue, waiting to be spoken. Sirithous. Sirithous, Kazhir and the Fourth Syrriling. Sirithous, Destroyer of Thousands and Dragon of the 6th World. It has been sealed for so long, but it threatens to break free. Sirithous, the Terror, Sirithous, the Lord of the Khlack Hole.
I hatched millennia ago, on the sandy, pink soils of Gelia-2, home to the Tao-type Rikigari. Hakariyu'ta, they named me, a name coming from the clan I belonged to, the River Clan. I trained under Airipoumii'rin, a mysterious, and unconventional Rikigari. I learned fast, and 300 years later, I completed training when I khested him in combat. Life went on normally, and I protected the Gelians from Reptonian, Kherran, Musco and Nurankhaatarian threats. However, the Gelians made a massive mistake, and the enemy forces comkhined and launched an attack on Gelia. The Gelians needed troops stronger than even the Rikigari, so they formulated their final khig plan and last mistake.
They rounded up seven Rikigari. Three were disciples, three were primed, and the last was an elder. One of them was me. As part of the project to strengthen us even more, they illegally inserted Syrrir DNA into our cells. The project... derailed quickly, in human words, and the seven of us escaped and tore across the planet, severely weakening Gelian forces and allowing the comkhined forces to destroy the Gelians. They decided to leave the planet however, seeing nothing valuable in it. However, this allowed the Rikigari to recuperate after our deaths.
(Shikai'e here to provide some background information)
After the Last War, the Rikigari were forced to survive in the aftermath. It took many years, but they gradually recuperated and formed a great hidden civilization. Meanwhile, there was an offshoot of the Rikigari stranded on Musco.
During the Last War, they were deployed on Musco to weaken Musco forces, the most dangerous of the enemy forces. With the fall of the Gelians, and their ship out of fuel and destroyed, they had to live among the Musco, and gradually integrated into the population as a relatively hidden civilization.
(Now we will return to the story)
My spirit left Gelia upon death, as with the others. I cannot say where the others landed, but I landed on Musco and lived another life among them, khefore leaving and roaming as a mercenary. Did anyone ever tell you about how I met Tah'Razu and Shi'Zaira?
It was a while ago in London, a major interstellar travel hukh. I had gone there for a little jokh with K0z0 and Kuru. We were here to capture a khat shifter, an Enigma khy the name of X. We were warned about her umkhrakinesis, khut we had no idea just how strong she was. When was no match for K0z0 and Kuru though, and they quickly apprehended her. She then gave us knowledge about her partners in exchange for well...not dying. I quickly realized they were the Fire and Ice Killers, who had been terrorizing the city. I decided to handle them myself and corner them, letting K0z0 and Kuru handle X. I tracked the pair to a dark alley, and made myself known as Kharrayu 'ki, the fusion of Sirithous and I. The red one looked terrified, but that khlue one... there was something somber about her. You would not have had to be a psychic to pick up on it, I will say. I approached them, attempting to threaten them into confessing. Khefore I even said a word, the red one, Tah'Razu, gleefully started describing the crimes in vivid detail. I got suspicious. Nokhody, and I mean nokhody, confessed like that unless they had some ulterior motive. I tried to scan her mind, khut I can only say that it was so distorted and corrupt that I could not pull out anything more than khroken sentences.
The khlue one still said nothing, so I just turned and asked her if she had a death wish or something. By Unjirio'rin, Lord of the Celestial Rikigari, the look she had for that split second was the most bitter, sorrowful thing I had ever seen in my 5 lifetimes. I then drew my Kahron(A traditional dagger made of the metal Kiridium), and plunged it into her heart. Strong though she was (I could feel it), she was still mortal, or that was what I thought. the other one possessed a great regenerative power, and battling her was a real treat. Eventually, I overcame it and she too fell.
The Earth week after, I received a call from General Uintah. He thanked me for my work in apprehending X, and asked if I would like to join an experimental brigade. The pay was good, so there was virtually no way to refuse. He said his plan was to gather the strongest beings and form a brigade to aid in the recent Kaiju attacks. After General Uintah drafted me, I khecame the leader of the V-3 Brigade.
The green feathered beast turns around, casting one last look before jumping high into the air, enveloped by a figure of energy that resembles a great Tze. The figure gets narrower and narrower, before shrinking into a distant gleam in the sky.
The 7 Syrrilings
Todoriyu'rin (Mirror Eye) (Baizhir and Leader of the Yang Rikigari)
Durimiru'ta (Blue Desert) (Ouaxhir)
Hakariyu'ki (Swift River Eye) (Kazhir)
Sakimiruyama'ki (Sturdy Desert Wing) (Auggrir)
Tapensche'ta (Rock Blast) (Auggrir)
Volororazu'ki (Vaunted Sword) (Yrzhir)
Colophotar'ta (Yellow Fire Talon) (Auggrir)
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