#monsteradoption

Robbie grew up over a century before the current status-quo time of my universe. He was raised in a small village hidden by the maybe largest forest any local outsider has ever seen. Nobody dared to enter, and many people even abandoned their unwanted children at the foot of the forest because of the myths surrounding it! It was said the forest ate unwanted children, returning their bodies to the earth and wiping their “sins” from existence, as well as the parents’. So you could assume (rightfully so) that many kinds of people abandoned their children here for whatever reason, whether it be personal or social. On occasion, rumors popped up about “devil-children” being passed over to the forest, the parents fleeing in shame. Whether this was the case or not, Robbie found himself abandoned at the foot of the forest; instead of being eaten by the woodland, he was taken in by a native people and raised in their village of monsters. They’d seen the marks on his skin and recognized them immediately (C;), though as Robbie grew up, nothing was said of his parents. 

As he was growing up, Robbie met two children who were in a similar situation as he. An older girl, Angela, and a boy, slightly younger than Robbie, Oz. Together they were the only children of the group, as the forest dwellers didn’t often take in children like Robbie. It would happen occasionally they’d stumble upon dying or dead human children and offer them a proper burial, but not often was it they found inhuman creatures like the trio. The village had a strict “no-humans” rule. They operated knowing Humans were inherently evil, having been attacked for centuries, but had become pacifists after eons of war. 

It happened that occasionally, the trio would wander past the limits of safety that the elders had set in place. Specifically as they got older and more rebellious. They hid this from the elders many times, so when they were all around the age of 15, they traveled out as usual. 

Now, in the village outside of the forest, rumors of “forest-people” had been going around for years. Unknowing of this, the trio had been in sight many times, and this final time out wasn’t excluded. When they reached the edge of the forest like they often did to wonder about humans, about civilization away from the woodlands, they met a young boy. Younger than them, maybe six or seven. Seeing themselves in this boy who had told them he’d been abandoned, the trio decided to take him back to the heart of the forest where they lived. Unknowingly, they were followed by a group of bounty hunters. Apparently, in the civilization outside of the forest, humans had caught wind of monsters living in the forest, and instantly saw income in the capture and killing of the group. 

The trio led the boy (and hunters) back to their group. The elders of the village were already in a panic. In their native tongue, they were frantically searching for the human that had infiltrated the forest. They could sense him. And others, as well. Before the trio had time to react, the hunters stormed out of the thick woods and into the clearing in the heart of the forest, into their village. It was a slaughter. They killed every one of the elders. Blood was thick in the air. Robbie and the duo panicked as the young boy pulled a knife on them and ordered them back, babbling about the reward for all of this. Angela was the first to go. A large man pulled her back by the neck. Robbie lunged forward but was stabbed in the thigh by the child and fell to his knee. He watched Angela be killed (I wont put details because even though I have them, I’m not sure what everyone’s okay with!). He screamed in pain and reached out for her. He even managed to stand and stumbled forward, but was stabbed in the stomach and fell onto his side in the dirt. He watched Oz be slaughtered next. He was panicking and adrenaline ran through his veins. His heart was pounding in his ears. 

The distinguishing marks on Robbie’s skin began glowing a bright blue as he was approached to be finished off, and for the first time, his alternate form was released. In that monstrous form, he tore each and every murderer apart with his bare hands. Afterward, he laid with Angela in the dirt, slowly transforming back into his usual self. His eyes were void of emotion. He took the necklace Angela always wore and put it around his own neck and took the dice Oz loved as well. He never lets either item go. He promised himself on that day they would serve as a reminder of what happened here, and that he’d get his revenge.

He began travelling from then on, and turned into a nomad of sorts. Along his journey, he discovered his true power: taking the life force of any being he kills, along with their power, if they have such a thing. This way, he concluded, he could prevent aging and, if he found the right person, he could take their power and bring his dead family back. From then on, he began tracking people of interest, keeping a close eye on them, and planning. This all took around ten years — his plans are deeply, deeply rooted. Around the age of 25, Robbie knocked the first domino and set his plans into motion. He gained the first few members of his cult: Mizu, Infinite, Ringmaster, and Xero. There are a LOT of complexities that go into each of their individual stories and how they were integrated into the cult, how Robbie seduced them into it, and the part he played in it all, so I’ll get into that in another post. 

He started the cult on the basis that humanity is evil and that pacifism never worked for anybody (calling out his village); He promises his followers revenge and solace, and essentially caters to their individual wants (Mizu—bring back the dead, get revenge; Xero—power to enable her to prove herself; it’s all circumstantial). 

But his REAL intentions (as there always are some underlying intentions in a cult) are to make these inhumans as powerful as they can be, so that Robbie can take their life and their powers at their full strength in order to become something of a god. He realizes as time goes on that after using he powers he’s gotten along the way, they begin to fade. Quicker and quicker the more he uses them. So there’s often cultists that join and check out early, if you know what I mean. It was a detrimental blow to him, though. At one point, Robbie gained the power to travel back in time, and he tried over and over again to set things right, but no matter what he seemed to do, Angela and Oz, as well as the village, died. Eventually he ran out of power and was stuck back in the present with his cult. 

So currently he’s decided to create an army in search for the most powerful being in existence (which, hint hint, is a character in our universe), in order to surpass whatever boundaries are stopping Angela and Oz from living. 

But BOY, is he tired!