Mikaël

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  • Name Mikaël
  • Age 19~
  • Gender Male
  • Sexual Orientation Heterosexual
  • Relationship none
  • Abilities He can manipulate people who are weak mentaly

He is the actual king of Archemira but nobody know because he faked his death and manipulated Alice and make her stand in front of him because he know that some people hate the dirigeant because of his laws discrimating the people without power or abilities .

Pave your own path and be fearless.

Personality

Mikael is devious, manipulative and powerful but remains discreet in leading the kingdom behind Alice to stay safe. He stay very graceful and don't like blood or fight, he prefer manipulating other to do this'


Likes

  • Manipulate people
  • Abilities/power
  • Chess
  • Writing, poem

Dislikes

  • Being in his cat form
  • His family
  • People without power

Story

Son of Arnemia, the pacifist queen of Archemira, he has a little sister named Lucienne and a big brother named Edward. When he was in kindergarten, he had a really good relation with his sister and brother but when he grew up, he get jealous of them : Edward was the oldest, loved by everyone and very talentued and his sister was the only girl and the youngest, she was treasured by everyone. So he became very lonely and trying to become stronger in vain, his anger was accumulating every second. One day, he discovered that the next king will be Edward, furious, he paid two assassins Light and Shadow (it's their nickname) to kill Arnemia and Edward but he saw that Lucienne know his plan, so he drowned her and the day after, all his family was dead. Happy, he was faking his death too and manipulate Alice to wear the crown and be the fake queen and the murderer of the royal family. After, he etablished new laws that discriminate people without power. He know that rebellions and wars are about to start, but he doesn't care : he is behind the throne, manipulating everyone.

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Presently she began again. `I wonder if I shall fall right THROUGH the earth! How funny it'll seem to come out among the people that walk with their heads downward! The Antipathies, I think--' (she was rather glad there WAS no one listening, this time, as it didn't sound at all the right word) `--but I shall have to ask them what the name of the country is, you know. Please, Ma'am, is this New Zealand or Australia?' (and she tried to curtsey as she spoke--fancy CURTSEYING as you're falling through the air! Do you think you could manage it?) `And what an ignorant little girl she'll think me for asking! No, it'll never do to ask: perhaps I shall see it written up somewhere.'

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Down, down, down. There was nothing else to do, so Alice soon began talking again. `Dinah'll miss me very much to-night, I should think!' (Dinah was the cat.) `I hope they'll remember her saucer of milk at tea-time. Dinah my dear! I wish you were down here with me! There are no mice in the air, I'm afraid, but you might catch a bat, and that's very like a mouse, you know. But do cats eat bats, I wonder?' And here Alice began to get rather sleepy, and went on saying to herself, in a dreamy sort of way, `Do cats eat bats? Do cats eat bats?' and sometimes, `Do bats eat cats?' for, you see, as she couldn't answer either question, it didn't much matter which way she put it. She felt that she was dozing off, and had just begun to dream that she was walking hand in hand with Dinah, and saying to her very earnestly, `Now, Dinah, tell me the truth: did you ever eat a bat?' when suddenly, thump! thump! down she came upon a heap of sticks and dry leaves, and the fall was over.

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Alice was not a bit hurt, and she jumped up on to her feet in a moment: she looked up, but it was all dark overhead; before her was another long passage, and the White Rabbit was still in sight, hurrying down it. There was not a moment to be lost: away went Alice like the wind, and was just in time to hear it say, as it turned a corner, `Oh my ears and whiskers, how late it's getting!' She was close behind it when she turned the corner, but the Rabbit was no longer to be seen: she found herself in a long, low hall, which was lit up by a row of lamps hanging from the roof.