Personality [quiet, passive, resilient, kind, straightforward]

A quiet and withdrawn individual. Ten is one who shows few emotions and speaks even fewer words. While he isn’t unfriendly, he is not very easy to talk to. He answers questions and speaks when he is spoken to, but doesn’t continue conversation and often appears to have not much of a personality. He doesn’t show much reaction to his peers—muted expressions sometimes, even when they used to harass him (before certain higher-ups noticed), so now he is mostly left alone and simply gossiped/taunted about.

Ten is not exactly timid, though he may come across like that, he is simply very passive. Letting and accepting what happens without much of a word. Having grown up in a life where his opinions don't matter, Ten has learned to take what he can get and doesn’t see the need to ask for more. It didn’t matter what he thought in the end, as long as he accomplished the task that was given to him. Everything was fine. His life continued. He doesn’t know if he is content with his life, he simply thinks that’s how it is. Thus, when he met Inka, it confused him, how someone could want so much and always ask for it, even if there were no results.

With his adoptive uncle and his adoptive sister, Ten is still withdrawn, but will express himself more. Small smiles and slight shakes of the head in fondness, Ten is thankful to these two that call themselves his family, even if a part of him still doesn’t regard them in that sense.

Interestingly enough, the period before missions are what make Ten most emotional. The nearly unnoticeable tremor in his hands becomes much more prominent until a weapon lands in them. The distress of what his abilities on a large-scale brings him to experience never fades, but he knows it’s for the greater good—at least, that’s what he’d been told. Does he believe them? Yes, he has to.

- takes a mind control drug; it is of the highest dosage that is still being researched because it has a tendency to break minds; but since Ten can heal, he takes it to calm his mind. He cannot kill/fight without it. He sometimes just takes it when the day goes really bad or he needs to confront something

Ten is part of the “upper-class” military personnel, but unlike the majority of his peers, Ten almost purely works at the front-line. Usually thrown in with the bots, Ten’s purpose is to plow through the first line of defense—usually shields (magical/technological), and do his best to take out and absorb any magic-related defense/offense reactions. His extreme resilience makes him the perfect fodder. His abilities also have him do scouting and testing for traps in dangerous/unknown areas when other abilities and technology fails.

His missions are mainly solo, besides some assistance from those that operate the needed technology. Ten is mostly involved in warfare but will occasionally participate in covert operations that sometimes have more people.

Brought in at the age of 7, he has little recollection of his life before—only flashes of his mother. Ten has no recollection of what happened to her, only that his mother was dead and had been too afraid to give him a name—didn’t want to leave a record of him. And so Ten was a name they carelessly assigned him. The higher ups found the name fitting/amusing due to the date he was brought in and the ranking of his abilities. Their fascination with his abnormal regeneration led to his isolation from his peers—eager to run tests and test limits. At most, he’d see them at meal times and certain training regimes, but otherwise, he was separated from others for “special training” and would only occasionally participate in some team exercises.

The “special treatment” he was given was very much noticed and reacted to with an abundance of jealousy and led to him being ostracized.

When he had been brought in, Ten was immediately adopted by a colonel. His own mother had been an old flame of his, though it wasn’t knowledge that had come from his uncle, but those around him.

While appreciative of his adoptive family, Ten rarely tells them much. For his “sister,” it is out of kindness, knowing her naivety is still very much there. Ten does not want to hurt her with the truth of things. He likes listening to her enthusiastic talks about technology and doesn’t want to dampen her spirits. For his “uncle,” it is to comfort him. To repay the debt of having taken Ten in. Ten rarely says no to him, letting his uncle play his part as his care-giver. Ten knows how sorry his uncle feels. The regret and guilt can always be seen linginering in his uncle's eyes. So, Ten pretends for him, even if he has a feeling that his uncle knows. But he doesn’t say anything, so Ten is content to let them both continue playing their parts.

In the beginning, his uncle had managed to limit the experiments to small, mostly non-invasive experiments. Age had been a big factor in limiting certain experiments, but as his training began to showcase his potential early on, his uncle’s arguments quickly lost power against the higher ups. And with a push, came a less than pleasant shove and the experiments began to increase in intensity.

Ten never commented on them, even when his uncle had pried, worried, but he saw his hesitancy.Ten saw, all too clear. He knew his uncle couldn’t stop them, even if a small part of him long ago had wished for...something.

Ten was and still is a perfect guinea pig, seemingly able to take pretty much anything that was thrown at his body. The scientists were eager to research and put their theories to the test. The only limits being physical alterations to his brain and heart were not allowed and whatever tested the limits of their morals.

As the power of his abilities seemed to increase, the influx of emotions his abilities forced him to feel began to distress him to alarmingly degrees.

There was a period when the overload of emotions were too much for him and he couldn’t stop his energy surges from lashing out. They tried to use mind control users to placate him, but it was of little effect with how elevated his levels of distress were. It was only until they injected him with an experimental mind control drug that he calmed down. The drug became a regular occurance in his life, used before missions and used to calm him down. Sometimes, he has to beg for it and he never cares that he has to.

Experiments used to distress him, and they still do to a certain degree. But he is mostly numb to it now, used to the eyes, the prodding, and the pain.