Arthur Woods

rthur spent most of his childhood living on the streets, doing whatever he needed to do to survive for the next day. Even if that meant harming someone else's chance for survival. He refused to give up and let the universe knock him down after all he has been through. Despite being forced to be in a survival mode at such an early age, he didn't let that ruin the excitement that the world brought. The rough world around him caused his view of the world and the things that lived in it to shift to a selfish light.

is childhood wasn't supposed to be that way. Arthur was given to a family that would watch over his growth because his biological family wasn't in the position to do so. He started with a roof over his head, and would end up with another roof over his head; however, the time between was too rough on his moral compass.

It was clear that something was off about him while he grew up, something was off about his very existence. His very existence was an anomaly, and went against the very laws of the universe. As Arthur Woods should not exist. He never knew about this fact when he was younger, nor how his biological parents broke the laws of the universe to make him. Arthur was the son of a woman named Isabella Woods, and the son of the Goddess of Death, nicknamed Rose. Despite his heritage, Arthur wasn’t destined to godhood, or greatness. He was destined to start at the bottom, with the only way upwards was to claw out.

The young child wasn’t old enough to process how as he grew up, the tone of the village started to shift in weariness and disdain for the young boy. He didn’t understand why his guardians started to snap at him to stay away from other people. It felt strange that they made it a rule that he was never allowed to go into contact with any living thing. That was the first rule, and more soon followed as the village grew weary at the family.

Arthur wasn’t good at following rules, nor did he want to.

He didn’t understand the repercussions that would happen if he continued to express what felt natural to him, what felt like who he was. At the age of seven he finally started to learn why his guardians told him to not lift anything, to not play with the other kids. At the age of seven he was forced out of the guardian's home and out of the village. To this day, while Arthur feels anger towards the village people who forced him out, he does not regret refusing to express who he is. They might have seen it as a curse, but in truth it was only who he was.

The young child moved his way towards the next village, confused and hurt on why this would happen. He barely survived the years, but he survived. Arthur learned that he could use the powers that he once was told to never use to help him survive. Even if it puts others at a disadvantage. Arthur didn’t care. All he cared about was his own survival.

Well, Arthur continued to fight for his own survival until he met another young teenager named Julien. He was only 15 years old when he met the other, and he grew attached to the younger teenager, growing a bond unlike any other. Julien was like a little brother to him, and he wanted to do anything to help the survival of the other. Arthur was no longer only selfishly fighting for his own survival, he was now fighting for a future where he and julien can live comfortably, free, and unshackled by the world around them. No longer street rats, but king amongst men. Able to do whatever they please.

He continued to work besides Julien, it was just them against the world, moving from place to place. Not having a place to call home. Not until around 17 years old. Arthur came in contact with a single person that changed his life, opening his eyes on who he truly was, and why he was the way he was. Arthur didn’t know the person who he was trying to get money from would react differently than anyone else to his touch. That person was his very own mother.

Isabella offered her arms open to Arthur, wanting to connect and welcome her son into her life. Feeling betrayed and overwhelmed with emotions that Arthur never expected to feel, he struggled to accept her into his life. It was hard to believe that his very own mother had to leave him behind because it was too dangerous for him to be around them after his birth. That they came to pick him up at the age of 8 to bring home; however, he was nowhere in sight. Arthur would have turned away, or tried to use her to gain an advantage before leaving her behind.

However, Julien’s presence stopped him. He took a look at the younger teenager who he called his brother and back towards the person who claimed to be his mother, and accepted. Only if Julien could come along with him. If Isabella wanted her son, she would have to adopt a chaotic, and slightly not bright brother, and she did. After years of struggling they both had a safe place to return to when they got home from messing around.