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"You were born in the womb of the forests, raised not in the arms of your mother but your ancestors, your father is but a shadow on this earth who damages all he touches, come now child, we shall sing to you the tales of old and rock you to sleep." - Unknown
Born on the planet Endor, Jihoon was the result of a nymph-like species mating with the dark lord himself. No one knows why his mother chose to have a child with the man, some saying it was a twisted love, others , honestly the stories just get worse the more you ask. Miraculously, the village didn't turn the woman away though when it became apparent she was pregnant, instead embracing her closer and helping her through her less than easy pregnancy. Thus Jihoon was brought into this strange world. Thankfully he takes after his mother when it comes to looks most of the time, the soft skin, flawless and pale skin, tapered fingers and small but plump lips. The closest he resembles his father physically is the eyes, eyes only a few have sworn on seeing and all agreed Jihoon possesses the same emptiness of an ebony orbit in them.
Jihoon was raised under good, moral reasoning, his family making sure they could do all they could to save him from the dark prophecy as the years went on. No matter how hard they've tried though, its been more than just a simple challenge to keep Jihoon on the right path. You see, he lost his mother when he was only ten, no one knowing for sure how the beautiful woman died, everyone know though that her body was something to be gasped at in horror and to be shielded away quickly before whispers and vicious rumours spread.
A decade on and Jihoon has often left his home planet, traveling from place to place though he can't quite explain the pull he finds for one place more than others. The death star. When asked if he could visit on his eighteenth birthday, the man was scolded and told never to mention the place again, let alone to ask to visit. But there's something, someone there and he knows it.
Bottom line is, he grew tired of his good side, over-protected, coddled and petter like a toy rather than a person. In seeking out the truth, Jihoon discovered a part of him he'll never be without. His dark side.
Well, it isn't every day someone finds out they're the son to heavy breathing man himself.
Jihoon still mainly resides on his home planet. Preferring the climate in general and how enclosed he can be from the world. But how does he survive? How does he live alone and lasted until now, a decade on from his mother's death? His biggest weapon you ask? Why this adorable face of course.
Everyone's always too busy pulling at his round cheeks to see the lightsaber into them or detach a limb or two. Handy, no pun intended.
Born on the planet Endor, Jihoon was the result of a nymph-like species mating with the dark lord himself. No one knows why his mother chose to have a child with the man, some saying it was a twisted love, others , honestly the stories just get worse the more you ask. Miraculously, the village didn't turn the woman away though when it became apparent she was pregnant, instead embracing her closer and helping her through her less than easy pregnancy. Thus Jihoon was brought into this strange world. Thankfully he takes after his mother when it comes to looks most of the time, the soft skin, flawless and pale skin, tapered fingers and small but plump lips. The closest he resembles his father physically is the eyes, eyes only a few have sworn on seeing and all agreed Jihoon possesses the same emptiness of an ebony orbit in them.
Jihoon was raised under good, moral reasoning, his family making sure they could do all they could to save him from the dark prophecy as the years went on. No matter how hard they've tried though, its been more than just a simple challenge to keep Jihoon on the right path. You see, he lost his mother when he was only ten, no one knowing for sure how the beautiful woman died, everyone know though that her body was something to be gasped at in horror and to be shielded away quickly before whispers and vicious rumours spread.
A decade on and Jihoon has often left his home planet, traveling from place to place though he can't quite explain the pull he finds for one place more than others. The death star. When asked if he could visit on his eighteenth birthday, the man was scolded and told never to mention the place again, let alone to ask to visit. But there's something, someone there and he knows it.
Bottom line is, he grew tired of his good side, over-protected, coddled and petter like a toy rather than a person. In seeking out the truth, Jihoon discovered a part of him he'll never be without. His dark side.
Well, it isn't every day someone finds out they're the son to heavy breathing man himself.
Jihoon still mainly resides on his home planet. Preferring the climate in general and how enclosed he can be from the world. But how does he survive? How does he live alone and lasted until now, a decade on from his mother's death? His biggest weapon you ask? Why this adorable face of course.
Everyone's always too busy pulling at his round cheeks to see the lightsaber into them or detach a limb or two. Handy, no pun intended.
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