#lv17

*sigh* i keep drawing this same pose…… always………..

i was handsome one day. a prince

this is Woozy. 

they were born to a group of cultists, conceived in the purpose of creating a paranormal puppet assassin slave that would help the cult to bring forth a new world order. however, soon after their birth the cult leader had a new vision that this wasn’t the case and the newborn magical mutant baby was actually less worthy than a normal human baby. they were kept around only because they could possibly be useful when they would grow and be able to serve to do whatever dirty work needed.

Woozy spent the first 15 years of their life in the cult and was frequently abused physically and verbally. when the cult did a mass suicide for a reason decided by the cult leader, Woozy hid in a broken freezer box and waited until everyone was dead. after that they crawled out of the box and ran. they got lost in the woods surrounding the cult’s home village and were about to die of dehydration, but was found by a social recluse hunter who lived in the woods. the hunter took care of Woozy, who at this point was severely emotionally damaged. they suffered of high anxiety. in their early 20s their mental age was significantly lower than normal to their age, and their behaviour often resembled that of a small child. the hunter protected Woozy and made sure they were feeling as safe as possible.

once the hunter packed Woozy in her truck and drove a long way to the nearest town to buy a new rifle to replace a previous one that Woozy had broken. she left Woozy to sit in the truck and wait while she went to a gun shop, because they were scared of leaving the truck. the errand took longer than she had expected, and Woozy fell asleep. when the hunter returned to the parking area, she saw that her truck had been stolen and Woozy was nowhere to be found.

Woozy woke up when the car thief had driven to a remote landfill and was pulling them out of the vehicle. they got freaked out and with a gun that they fought from the thief’s hands they shot the thief dead. seeing the man laying on the ground bleeding and still, they freaked out even more and tried to wake him up, frantically crying and yelling. finally they ran away from the scene of death, disappearing into the woods and hiding in a nearby abandoned mine, which became their home from that day on.

there was a suburb about 15 kilometres from the abandoned mine. many rumours about the mine and its mysterious inhabitant circled around the youth of the area, and it was not rare for kids and teenagers to come see the place while seeking for spooks. Woozy would always get really scared of the unknown people intruding their home, usually escaping deeper to the mines when they heard someone coming near. once there was a group of teenagers who started to explore the mines. one of them was dared to enter a narrow tunnel going steeply downwards and go see what was in its end. unfortunately that was the place where Woozy always hid if anyone would continue any further to the dark caverns. the teenager started to yell and Woozy attacked him, pushing him down to the ground and breaking his skull. the others heard the awful shouting and ran away. horrified what they had just done to the teenager, Woozy threw the body into a deep vertical shaft and poured any debris over it to hide it.

they still wear the same clothes they had on when they left the hunter’s house, even the same bandages they had wrapped on their head by the hunter earlier. they never took them off, because the bandages have a stain of lipstick from a reassuring kiss on their head from the hunter as she left the truck.

misbehaving children are given a time-out. souls who refuse to behave and keep ruining their every rebirth by damaging the Cosmic Balance are given a time-out in the void. it’s a place of ultimate solitude, sorrow and agony. there any soul shall only feel the grief, emptiness and pain of being apart from the basic structures of cosmos itself where even the all surrounding life-giving energy of the Great Mother doesn’t keep company to the insolent soul.