Bunji Crosslove

Born in Hyrst, the first born son of the Crosslove family; Bunji was the next in line to take charge of the clan, he would succeed his father as the head of the clan. It'll be as head of the clan that Bunji was meant to run the clan, and successfully keep the family business going; what was this business? It was the business of mining valuable ore from the natural resources of the small town in which his family was born, and where his family controlled most of the ore trading. It was through these means that his family achieved such power to control the entire town as a raining authority. However, Bunji was not one for accepting this duty he was to fulfill once he came of age, he wanted to live life freely do as he pleased, and not be hindered by the binding job that he would have to do once he became head of the clan. This caused many arguments between himself, and his father when the two of them would disagree on something it was explosive!

"Yeah, it was bad arguing with the old man, he had a bad heart I think, got all raced, and such...whaaaat? I do remember he smacked me once. Shit stung!"

However, such a destiny it seemed was not meant for the young man with the stunning red hair. No instead something else would happen, an event that would bring about the untimely end of the entire clan on this very day it seemed that the fate would have a different plan for Bunji. The young man found himself indulging in his favorite pass time, he was enjoying the activity of exploring where he went cave diving to see what sort of odd treasures, and weird artifacts he could maybe find. But it was on his way back from the cave that he would find himself not welcomed by the busy streets of the town, or the familiar face of the shop keeper, or even....his home. Bunji was welcomed back by the sight of ruin, and destruction it was a sight that would forever burn itself into his brain, always haunting his memories, and always a grim reminder of how alone he really is in this world. In this moment of desperation Bunji fell into a pit of despair, his mind lost itself in a cloud of darkness that was born from the seed of rage that had planted itself into his mind.

The once cheery, and carefree red eyed male turned into someone who wished for nothing more but to get revenge from those who had taken away his home, who had left him not only as an orphan but also as a homeless bastard who had no place to call home. Bunji would set off on a quest for revenge, he had little clues to go on the entire village had been burned to the ground the nicely crisped corpses of his fellow villagers gave little to go on. Pushed from his comfort zone, the explorer that once spent his days in such an upbeat manner would turn to see life in a more grim view...Bunji would devote his time to figuring out who had done this, as time went of he gathered more, and more clues.

He found that the group responsible for doing this were a group of bandits, their name was unknown but what Bunji did know is that these bandits that had burned down his home had only targeted his home; they had never done no other act of this magnitude onto another village. With that Bunji would make his way across the land of Hyrst, trying to find the ones responsible trying to put a name to the face of these bandits. As time went on Bunji would find more, and more information on the bandits different leads that would take him in several directions; some leads were dead ends while others inched him closer to his goal.

"Yeah, I remember this too! I got so close, I got so hyper because I got so close! You have no idea how crazy I got. So crazy that I made mistakes, very biiiig ones!"

Bunji would reach a breakthrough in his hunt a year into it, when he came to learn the name of the bandit leader it was then that he would pull all the strings he could, and use all the means he had at hi disposal to try to find the location of the bandit group leader. But this is where Bunji would come so close to his goal only to fail miserably. With the name of the bandit leader, and his location Bunji would set out to find this man; he would however find himself not in the face to face encounter he was hoping for, instead he found himself falling victim to an ambush. Bunji had no chance, all that happened was that he was assaulted by masked warriors from all sides finding himself overwhelmed before he could even begin to fight back. Lucky for the red haired warrior he was not killed, instead he was taken away; these men that had pummeled him into submission would drag him to an unknown location where Bunji would be kept locked away in a dungeon.

It would be here that he would learn the full truth behind the reason why his home was burned to the ground. Bunji found out that it was actually thanks to the means of a rival, someone who hated his father had paid the bandits in order to burn the village down, and as it seemed they thought that Bunji had died in the fire meaning they had believed they had wiped out the entire bloodline. But it seemed such was not the case so when they found out that the red head was snooping around they were quick to snatch him up to finish the job. They revealed all this to him because they believed they would be killing him the next day, it was there in the silence of the dungeon in which Bunji was left that he gave up hope. He no longer wanted to fight back, he had made it so far yet he had failed...it was a crushing blow to his once blazing morale.

Bunji was to be executed soon, so on his last night he spent his time in silence staring out the small window which was provided with what was to become the last room he would spend a night in before dying. It would be then in a moment of absolute desperation that he would begin to seek out the guidance of a God, Bunji unlike most was not a very strong believer in the Gods. After what he had been through he just had very little faith so it was somewhat ironic that in his time of desperation he would call upon the aid of a God, something he had doubts in but then again Bunji was willing to make a deal. He was willing to give the only thing he had in order to gain the strength necessary to survive this execution, to escape, he just needed the power to bring down a necessary justice on these evil doers.

Bunji knew that his quest was filled with revenge, but he also knew that stopping these men here would put an end to their chaotic lifestyle; as a result Bunji swore that if the Goddess of this land did bestow him with the power to bring down swift justice on these men. Then he would forever remain loyal to her, like a dog with a master is loyalty would forever remain with the Goddess, and no one else. Bunji begged, and prayed hoping to see some sort of sign but when he saw nothing, he eventually gave up not entirely sure what to believe anymore the red haired male was overwhelmed by a strong need for sleep. With a short yawn he would soon close his eyes letting himself be drifted off by his dreams...

When Bunji woke up he found himself at the gallows of the camp his arms tied behind his back, he stood there having not given up yet he would begin to desperately call out to the Goddes. His voice begging her to answer his prayers, he wanted not to bring chaos or madness to the world just to have the strength to bring a justice he felt was long overdo, and again he repeated he would pledge an undying loyalty to her. But again it seemed Bunji was ignored, as they tied the noose around his neck he finally let it sink in the sensation of hopelessness, then it would happen just as Bunji would probably have his life snuffed, he would come to find a bright red aura coating his body creating a thick outline of energy. In a single burst the energy erupted outwards pushing back the three would be executioners that stood at the gallows with him, as well as destroying the stage on which Bunji's body would be displayed once he was killed. This wild energy would manifest itself in the form of a long red spear which he took hold of with a firm grasp.

Using a new found vigor, and this new found power he would fight the bandit camp, Bunji with the aid of this power that he had been gifted with would find himself quite literally blasting through the enemy hordes. When it was all said, and done the red head found himself standing at the center of his own personal stage; one where he had performed a deadly dance, it would be then that a voice would chime into his head. The strong yet feminine voice would ring in his mind as he realized what had happened, she was real...Bunji's eyes widened, and he felt this power course through him. He had made an offer if he was given the power to stop these men, he would give this Goddess an undying loyalty, and to test such a loyalty she would request one thing of Bunji. That from this day forth, he never used this power to take another life; his own life had been bathed with thoughts of revenge, and hatred so it was time for him to change. He had his revenge, there was no more reason for him to kill. Despite having this power, he was not to use it to take another life, only to protect.

"Ah yeah this part....I got some new kick ass powers, beat the shit out of some bandits...but at the end of the day I was only allowed to kill them. I did give my word after all, so couldn't run around slaughtering people. Besides, not my style to kill."

Bunji would accept this, and yet another event would have taken place that turned his life around. As time has passed, Bunji has become a very unorthodox individual in the way which he deals with life; his carefree demeanor hides the very real potential of chaos, but he gave his word so the red head to this day years after the massacre he committed. Has yet to take another life, his powers when used only done so in order to protect his own well being, or the well being of another less fortunate being.

"King Red, I am kind to all! Well...this is it my History, well least the important tid bits that actually matter. I didn't think you wanted to read about how I went through puberty, or my smexual encounter...OR my first kiss, good Brynne was that embarrassing. FYI Sucking on the girls face like a leech is not sexy at all guys...."


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