☕┊Karma N.

He was a lost, wandering soul with a strong hatred towards the one that brought him back to this mortal plane. The creature arrived with no name, no memory, no belongings, nothing. Absolutely nothing. Not even a face. He lacked anything that would have given him any truth as to what his identity could have or should have been. There was no better way to describe him other than a necromancer’s abandoned project as his body consisted of wispy shadows, forcefully held together by bandages and anything the Reborn can get his claws on to hold himself together. Without it, his core trembled and ached with a searing pain. It clouded the demon’s mind with a fear that he would lose his form to the surrounding elements.

The feeling of pain, fear, and loneliness fueled the hatred he harbored for his resurrector. It is a blur as to how, but he managed to harness an adjacent form of hemocraft despite lacking blood. His powers drew from radiance with the burning intent to lay peace to those resurrected to an unfortunate “beginning” such as his and to damn those that specialize in the art of necromancy. For a large portion of the memorable part of his existence, the shadowy creature silently roamed Silutika and drew his claws against the undead, the possessed, and the damned necromancers.

Things changed for the Reborn, however, when he crossed paths with a tiefling-owlin named Aleksandr. When asked his name, the creature paused. In his existence, there was no word that he personally used to refer to himself. Though, there was one common word that reached his ears between his victims. “...Karma.” The creature answered, lacking any other formidable responses. Aleksandr was pleasant to him which was a different treatment the Reborn wasn’t familiar with. The Reborn had no ill intentions directed towards the Beacon traveler, though he had no intentions on remaining with him either. At the time, it was just another face the shadowy figure passed by.

IHe continued his patternless, wandering ways in search of answers and salvation, but there was no failure in noticing that their paths gradually crossed more and more until they were basically aligned. Even though it was the name he used to introduce himself with, it took a bit until the Reborn adopted and responded to the name of Karma as Aleksandr called out to him whenever the two were in sights of each other. The tiefling-owlin maintained his sunny demeanor towards the Reborn, checking up on him and helping him whenever it was possible. There were moments where the other assisted in tending to his bandages or kept him company. There was even a time when the tiefling-owlin offered his own shawl to Karma, as he previously wandered with no clothing of his own. It was the first time anyone offered the shadowy figure anything as close and comfortable as the shawl, since most offered peace at the request of him leaving. Karma was drawn to the shawl, themed after Aleksandr’s own wings. There was an initial warmth as it was traveled from the traveler’s shoulders to his own. While the heat was lost, the reassuring weight on his shoulders remained, giving the Reborn a soothing comfort from his fear. Eventually, Karma began seeking out Aleksandr as well, hearing from random people telling him that there was a tiefling-owlin searching for him and where to go to meet with him. It goes without saying that at that point in time, Karma was fond of Aleksandr’s friendly presence.

Then one day, Aleksandr brought up the idea of joining the Beacon Company, offering the possibility that it could give Karma some guidance and direction in life. The idea appealed to him, since his own attempts haven’t been ideally fruitful. The traveler mentioned how it guided him in his own life, so there was a possibility that the same could happen for the Reborn.

Karma never realized how disconnected from society he was as he joined the company, hardly being able to maintain a conversation. There was discomfort in the awkward silence, but Aleksandr’s presence and assistance assured him that things were going to be alright. The Beacon Company was kind enough to allow for a grace period, letting him have the time to find his footing amongst others while also growing accustomed to a human disguise which came with the effects of being alive. It took a while for the Reborn to acclimate, visiting Evergate while returning to Silutika’s open fields whenever he felt overwhelmed.

With time, Karma got to learn more about the man that rescued him like how his name was actually Alyosha and that he lived on Earth. He had the opportunity to visit earth and Alyosha’s home town, meeting some family and making some friends. The two grew really close to the point that Alyosha offered Karma the chance of a fresh start, to move to Canada in a quaint little town named Mirstone. At the time, there wasn’t a place Karma would necessarily call home. Just the association that the feeling of home was with Alyosha.. The Reborn was open to the idea of having a fresh start along with the guidance offered by both Alyosha and the Beacon Company.

It was like a second chance to live again.