Aizen Rais was born into a family of 4; including himself of course, and the land around them were beautiful hilly plains. There was Corey, his older brother, Skyler, his older sister who was born around the same time as Corey, and lastly their father and representative of the working class of the land; Nullen. His mother was never there, and he never thought that mothers were real until he was walking through town, and saw a boy joyously holding hands with what looked like a father, and a “mother”, or so they were called. His family was well-respected for their peaceful lives, and way of going about things. However, this didn’t stop his sister from teaching him how to prank their father. After much scolding and reprimanding by his sister after many failed attempts at sneaking by his father because he couldn’t stop laughing at the fact at how oblivious their father was; he overcame it. His brother was very much absent in his early years, and would rather read up on and discuss politics with their father, or in the private study then hang out with Aizen.
Once Aizen learned how to read and write, his brother, Corey, finally started to take him under his wing. Corey began to teach Aizen how to write more advanced documents so that he could reply to a high-ranking member of society in a well-governed manner should the need ever arise. There was also the point of getting over public speaking, which took longer than Corey would have wanted, but the results paid off as he turned 16 and gave a toast at his birthday as opposed to before when one of his siblings or father would speak for him. Seeing how much progress that Aizen had made, Nullen decided to finally teach Aizen himself. Aizen expected to go on grand crusades like in the books he read, be a knight like Vikram who was a knight of Oren who managed to survive exile by making his own ship; “The Feared Skull”, or imagined his father to be surrounded by dames who wanted him, and heroes who wanted to be him. That, was not the case. Aizen was instead taught the meaning and worth of all life, and that all life is not born with outright evil within them. Nullen taught Aizen to see past the upbringing that led a certain person down the wrong path, and taught him to do whatever it takes to bring them back to the right path of life. Fond and caught in awe of this philosophy, Aizen sought to bring this idea to fruition. Aizen snuck out of the house at night with the skills he learned from his sister, and set up posters to bring the people to action, to call for a meeting of all the races and peoples to unite as one. By day in Aizen’s free time, he used the skills of speech-craft his brother taught him to sway the people’s hearts with his ideals. Lastly, with his father’s sense of level-headed mind, and observational prowess; he managed to keep a level-head when the doubters would yell, and find holes in the plan to make it seem impossible. However, this posed a question in Aizen’s head that he later asked his father,
“Why would people oppose such a plan?”
His father would give him a quaint smile and reply, “People would find ways to oppose anything my son, you could solve the famine problem, and people would still find a reason to hate you”
It was at that time that Aizen knew; this world is meant to change, and its people even more so. Talking to them like this will not accomplish anything, and so Aizen must make them see. Aizen will make them see how under him; this world will finally achieve a goal that seemed impossible for hundreds of years. Aizen thought that he was going to get nowhere in this world as it is now. From then on; as night descended upon the village, so did Aizen. He soon became the man of two words; two words that everyone would hear at the end and peak of their lives; “Convert Or Die”.
As Aizen slowly walks away from the ravaged village with his band of followers. A certain thought brings a malicious gleam to his eye, “There is no good or evil, nor heroes and villains; there is only right and wrong, and I, am in the right”.
iAs I am approached by the man I am wearing a large black cloak that wraps around my entire body, and am carrying a black staff. After taking to the wilderness I decided to stick with using the staff as a weapon, and modified it with the little coin I made from a life of thievery. The world I see is red, but that doesn’t stop gold from shining.
“What brings me here?” I repeat the question, almost as if I’m asking it to myself. I then remember what my father wanted, what he worked for, and what led to his death. I will finish what I started, and complete the task that I set out to accomplish before my brother and those wretched Goblins got in my way. I finally manage to work out an answer, “World Peace” I reply, and continue on my way. My father tried talking to people to get World Peace, but I realize there is only one way to unite all peoples; World Domination. I don’t care if it takes months or years to rise to the top of one measly city, but it will be a start.
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