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look here, i'm up in heaven

lazarus.

1935

january

paul

21st

82 A.C

background

Paul was born a disgrace, that's all he was. His poor English mother couldn't take care of him, and his dad was gone constantly. They all were outcasts from society, being such a sick boy he was. Every time he managed to make a friend in his village, they would end up disappearing without a trace. Unknown to them, Paul had murdered them and cremated them in the forest before scattering their ashes into the creek. iT WASN'T HIS FAULT THEY PICKED ON HIM, HE HAD A BAD TEMPER AFTER ALL. He hated himself, he hated what he was, he wanted to be normal. When he turned 16, he started to become a recluse and never leave his house. His room was constantly locked and only his mother ever saw him. There was an issue when he didn't leave his room for three days, his mother finding out that he had taken ink and created a very messy tattoo of a black star on his hand. It never faded away and he never explained why he did it. Even after that, he did odd things to modify things about himself, losing the sensation of touch in his left leg when he set a former friend's house on fire on purpose just to see how bright he could make the village. His mother took him and left with him, moving south to an island off the coast of England called Isle of Man. There he remained for the majority of his life, his self-destructive habits becoming incredibly violent to the point he destroyed everything he owned and tried to drown himself. The power he had was beginning to drive him insane, going as far as to set an entire village ablaze for absolutely no reason. He has multiple deaths to his name, deciding to go by Paul instead of James. Rather than that, a new nickname was earned, of which he also carved into his rib cage, 'Lazarus'. This stemmed from an assassination attempt that was carried out by British intelligence, but ended in the entire team being drowned in the river. He himself also attempted to drown himself, but was stopped by a sorceress only by the name Cordelia. Cordelia took him in and assured his mother that she would take good care of him. She turned out to be a collector, sticking him into a case like some specimen to be examined by anyone who paid. Thirty years he spent like that, before she found no use for him anymore and impaled him on a tree, leaving him to die. He wanted to die, and the hands of death were clutched onto him. He was plucked from the jaws of death and given yet another chance, his descent into madness only growing steeper. Rather than carving himself up and trying to end his pitiful existence, he turned to gentle things and opened up a flower shop. It gave him something to do rather than cause chaos around him, and it became a favourite for weddings and multiple upscale interior designers. In 1915, when British soldiers were stationed in the Isle of Man, they had hung around his shop and talked about him constantly. Eventually, he was so enraged by this, that he locked them in his shop and burnt it to the ground with them in it. Shortly thereafter, he reopened in a new location on the other side of the island and drew in more customers from the 1920s all the way to now. His nickname became much more widespread than he realised, everywhere he went people called him Lazarus. Being the man he was, he actually began to truly believe him to be Lazarus reborn. He adopted the name and even had another set of his important documents ( drivers lisence, social seurity, etc ) changed to Lazarus McCartney. Sometimes, he would invite people to his flat and promise that he could bring them back they would let him kill them. He could bring people back, but sometimes he just didn't want to so he would throw their bodies in a different realm, more specifically, the realm full of goblins that allowed him to rule over them as King Lazarus. He didn't look like any of them and were much smarter, that being the reason they allowed him in the first place. The power he holds is dangerous, many of it being used for the wrong reasons while he doesn't even realise it. Many people take advantage of how he acts and his powers so they can destroy something or, more frequently, some one. No one realises how miserable he really is, as the front he generally has up is an emotionless or a mentally cracked child with innocent intentions. Often times when he is by himself, he will sit in front of the window of his flat and sob incontrollably, feeling like nothing but a mistake that someone just couldn't erase from their paper. That was just what he was, a freak of nature to be put on display for every one to see. Whether they stared at him for his eyes of light blue and deep green, his century old tattoo, his name or just the fact he was who he was, he hated everything about himself. .

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plot one : LOREM IPSUM DOLOR SIT AMET, CONSECTETUR ADIPISCING ELIT. PHASELLUS A ARCU SED METUS MAXIMUS ULTRICIES. ALIQUAM VEL METUS A NUNC PORTA VOLUTPAT DIGNISSIM NON NISL

PLOT two : LOREM IPSUM DOLOR SIT AMET, CONSECTETUR ADIPISCING ELIT. PHASELLUS A ARCU SED METUS MAXIMUS ULTRICIES. ALIQUAM VEL METUS A NUNC PORTA VOLUTPAT DIGNISSIM NON NISL

PLOT three : LOREM IPSUM DOLOR SIT AMET, CONSECTETUR ADIPISCING ELIT. PHASELLUS A ARCU SED METUS MAXIMUS ULTRICIES. ALIQUAM VEL METUS A NUNC PORTA VOLUTPAT DIGNISSIM NON NISL