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Who exactly is Gabriel Alexander |
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As you know my name is Gabriel Alexander. Born 723 years ago and I am still alive. I am Immortal. I come from a race of beings known simply as Immortals. Upon our first death, we reawaken into an immortal state. There is one way I can die though. The removal of an Immortal's head kills said Immortal once and for all. This releases the soul, knowledge, memories, strength, speed, and power of the fallen Immortal. The victor then receives all this through a process known as the Quickening.
The rules of the Game in which all Immortals are locked and joined deal with the primary objective of the phrase, "In the End, there can be only One." When all is said and done and the last of the Immortals has fallen by the hands of another, then the remaining Immortal is left with all the wisdom, knowledge, strength, and power of every Immortal that ever existed.
Battles are never enacted upon holy ground. Only two Immortals may fight each other at one time. All Immortals, good or evil obey these rules.
I myself have taken quite a few heads in my period of existence and as such, there are few that can truly best me. It is for this reason why I am able to open a Dojo and cater to the abilities and skills of many Otherworldly creatures. I have no intention of losing the Game of course and for this reason I am constantly training and honing my skills and abilities with a blade.
True I cannot truly die unless my head is removed, but I have "died" several times in my life. Each time a mortal wound is delivered, beside the removal of an Immortal's head, that Immortal falls and sppears as dead with no strength whatsoever. This leaves the Immortal vulnerable, but he or she is able to recover after a time.
We possess the ability to sense when another Immortal is nearby as well. This makes it so it is impossible for one Immortal to sneak upon another. As far as family is concerned, it is still a complete mystery. We don't quite know our true origins. In fact, all Immortals, while they are facing their lives as mortal "humans" are never born, but found and raised by mortal families.
Anyways, now that you know about me and about my race, I hope you can understand me more.
 Draketooth Silvertongue · Sat Jun 09, 2007 @ 06:42am · 0 Comments |
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