I’ll answer for both of my main characters 

Karaan : it would be to be able to bring back his first real love, Crysannia who died at young age murder by Karaan’s Master to show him that love and other emotion are weakness to prey on.

I think without that backstory my character wouldn’t have become the asshole he is....

For Elli...

I think if she had the power to raise people from the dead, she would be quite ...crazy

In her deepest madness, she would kill her friend Zhan’a and brings him back again and again until he is full stockholm syndrome for her 

At her happiest time, she would roam around and raises the parents of any orphans she would find to make sure they aren’t left alone in the world...

Elli needs a therapist...and love...

Half A Velvet Worm or Grumpy Cat?

"I smiled once”

“It wasn’t at this”

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I only usually post mammalian histology but I couldn’t resist this image from zoologist/biochemist/PhD student Benedikt Geier. So bear with me - I can try to make this mammal relevant!

This is a cross-section through a ‘velvet worm’ also known as onychophora. The word onychophora comes from the ancient Greek words for “carrying claws” (onyches = claws and pherein = carry) because these ‘worms’ have legs each of which has a pair of retractable claws (like old Grumpy Cat funnily enough!). These velvet worms aren’t actually worms but carnivorous panarthropods that live in tropical environments wandering around dark areas of vegetation squirting slime at their prey!

Anatomically, they are designed much like us mammals. They develop from three embryonic layers: ectoderm, mesoderm and endoderm. In humans, the ectoderm forms our epidermis and nervous system, the endoderm forms the lining of our digestive tract, lungs and urinary tracts, an the mesoderm forms everything in between, cartilage, bone, muscle, connective tissue.

In this slice through a velvet worm, the endoderm lined digestive tract is Grumpy Cat’s mouth and nose. The ectoderm forms the ventral (the image is upside down) nerve cord (which look like Grumpy’s eyes) and an outer cuticle ‘skin’ (Grumpy’s fur). The mesoderm forms the muscle in the body (the majority of the pink material within Grumpy Cat’s face). As far as I can tell - Grumpy’s cheeks are the glandular endpieces of the slime gland (see disclaimer)**

If anything, this post shows that at our very simplest level we are all just composed of an endoderm tube (digestive tract) surrounded by mesoderm (muscle) and covered with ectoderm (epidermis) with a nervous system thrown in for good measure. So not much different from a velvet worm when you think about it.

**disclaimer: as a human anatomist, my panarthropod anatomy is not the best - so if I made an error here please let me know and I can update. 

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“So, who did it?” Karaan points at the mess on the floor, ink and papers were all torn and spread. The Twins and the fat cat were all looking at each other, The Twins points at the poor cat who express its own reasoning with a discontent “meow”. Karaan’s eyes narrow on them while he rubs his temple for a short moment, the giggle of Leandra echoing in the living room.

“Those little voidkins of joy are helping each other, no surprise?” She is staying a bit away from this funny situation, even if she knows that the papers that are now completely black and destroys are her own study. Karaan takes the fat cat and puts it aside, knowing too well that his own children could be mischievous sometime. With a stern look, he repeats the same question, seeing now the two twins are blinking and pointing at each other. Leandra chuckles again. “Abandon each other once Father is staring at them.” She grins and shakes her head.

Karaan frowns again and expels a long sigh. “I am not raising them to become two little zhan’a..” He rubs his temple while his female companion arches her eyebrows, her emerald iris looking at him.

“You aren’t raising them to be…two what?”

Karaan chuckles. “No worries, it is just the name of someone who seems to think that everything bad happening in his life or around him is somehow my fault.” He keeps his gaze on the two culprits, staying quiet and immobile for the moment. “I’ll be honest, I did…a few.” He stops and seems to count in his head. “Ok, I did a LOT of thing to mess with him, but I did try to bury the hatchet when.” He looks at the kids and sighs.” She asked me to, but now that I am back, he is certain I am the reason some troubles are brewing around him and his friends”

Leandra circles around the room, toward a shelf, pulling an old book from it and flipping a few pages, her gaze on Karaan and the two twins. While she was doing that, Marrick, the boy miqo’te, starts to scoot away from his corner. Karaan’s cold stare returns on it for a moment, making it silently crawls back to his corner.

“So, I guess I understand why he hates me, and thinks that I could be entwine in everything that could mess him up, knowing that my family did a few things to piss him off.” He kneels and looks at the two kids, while Leandra reads her book. “Oh...” She expresses. “ I see his name here, I guess we will have to deal with him sooner or later if we want to make sure all of those things are subdued.”

Karaan nods. “the later would be the better…for now let us deal with the rest of them before touching on that subject…”