† Cepos †

Cepos is Otr’s younger brother who was neglected by their family as he was not next in line to become the heir. Unlike Otr, he was allowed to go wherever he pleased. His parents did not care for him so he would venture out into local towns and villages to look around. Cepos came by so often that it was assumed he had no home to go to. His family did not reveal his birthright, so no one knew who he was or where he was from. A loving couple took him in as their own. At first, Cepos was hesitant, he wasn’t sure what his family would do if they knew he had left them for good. But, he also believed that they wouldn’t care. It was the first time he felt loved. He never thought that he deserved a loving, warm family. He loved them dearly. One day, news of a massacre broke out. “The crowned prince has murdered 4 Softbots”. Cepos knew it was only a matter of time before this had happened, and unconsciously found himself running to his old home. Blood had stained the floors and walls as maids and butlers ran out of the building. Upon closer inspection, Cepos found the bodies of his former mother and father. They laid cold and lifeless on the ground. Or so he thought. His parents, with their last ounces of strength held him hostage. One held a large shard of glass as they inched to where Otr sat in a pool of gold and blood. Cepos could only watch as his fate played in their parents hands. Otr heard footsteps approaching him, recognizing them as the sound of his abusers. He quickly got up, eye shut, and stabbed them. Until he heard a cry of pain unrecognized. Otr had stabbed Cepos’ right eye. Shocked, Otr opened his eye, as his father tackled him to the ground. Making cuts across Otr’s body in hope that he’ll bleed to death. Their mom cut off Cepos’ right ear. “How dare you abandon your family. Did you not think we were aware of your intermingling with the civilians? Your identity is supposed to be a secret. You were not meant to exist.” Cepos was in immense pain and eventually blacked out. When he awoke, he was encased in darkness. It was quiet. He laid against a wooden case. A coffin from what he could understand. Everything felt so small. “I deserve this” he thought, waiting for himself to suffocate from the lack of air. His body reacted before his mind realized what was going on. A sudden surge of magic surged within Cepos, making his hide fluffier and tough, becoming more muscular and developing long claws. He didn’t hear a thing as he kicked, kicked, and kicked the coffin. Eventually, it gave way a bit. There was dirt coming in but it did not stop him from raising a hand.

Cepos felt a sudden warmth. Feeling himself being pulled upward. The ground pulled and he came out muddy and enraged, pinning the softbot to the ground. All of a sudden, he had passed out. When he awoke he was covered in a blanket. Water left on the table. He was perplexed, where was he? Did he get caught once again? Tipe approached Cepos with a serious look. “The graveyard mystery, huh.” Tipe got in very close, staring into Cepos’ eye. “I don’t know what country you yield from, but welcome to my home. If you wish to stay that is. It would be quite a cold day to go out alone.” Cepos knew he had no choice but to comply. If someone knew of his whereabouts, what would he do? “I’m Tipe, detective and now playing host.” Cepos tried to respond. No words would come out. Had the knife truly impaled his throat? Can he speak no more? Tipe caught on quickly and gave Cepos a pen and book. Cepos began to write, “Cepos.” As he was reading the crude writing, Tipe had a realization. The two softbots are cut from the same cloth. Not having no one other than themselves. A doppelgänger and a mummy. Despite being a detective, Tipe would’ve never predicted such a fateful encounter. He gave Cepos the book to keep. A journal of sorts so he could get used to writing. It is unknown how long he was trapped underground for.

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