Arranar was born on the outskirts of the borders of the Majdalan Empire to a legendary general who's name was known throughout the land. Wanting his son to carry on the family legacy he put the child through trials upon trials that would break most kids. But we're getting ahead of ourselves. Let's start from the beginning
The only love Arranar's father, Baratar, had shown him was when he was a child. Like any father, he eyes welled up in tears as he held his son in arms and his hard, cruel face subconsciously smiled; his son! His legacy was born! As the child grew from neonate to infant the father would play with the kid non stop, both would be laughing and playing all day until the child would collapse from fatigue.
However, Baratar knew that he could not always be kind and playful with his child, and he hated that he couldn't, but his bloodline and his honour hung before him. As the child turned five years, the father woefully began being and cruel and harsh to the boy - training him to become the perfect warrior. He would wake Arranar before the sun rose and both would go jogging until the sun was nearly at it's peak he would then practice sword play and battle tactics after eating a small lunch and would be whipped constantly. Every cry, every sound he made would spell a harder lash, and so he was taught to keep silent during the lashings, and so he began to feel no pain.
At the measly age of fifteen, Arranar would fight his father, upon his orders, with his fists until one or the other was knocked out. Arranar was always knocked out, and would constantly get a lashing because of it. After beating his father once at the age of eighteen he was pitted against the worst criminals of the empire to the death. His father clearly explained to him it was win or die a failure in his eyes. And so, he killed his first man ruthlessly, a war criminal sent to death by the general for high treason. Arranar enjoyed the kill, his face warm with a sickly grin as his fists pummelled his opponent. All of his pent up rage going out via his fists punishing his victim for reasons unknown to the boy. But Oh, how he loved it! The feel of blood splatter on his young youthful face. His first kill was like a prize long awaiting Arranar, and his father looked upon him both with horror and glory for indeed he had created not a mere man, but a creature of war; a warrior. Along with that he created a name for the boy and a name to carry on his father's legacy.
He was recruited into the army at age twenty and his ruthlessness and willingness to annihilate his foes was quickly noticed. It was as if the young man was completely devoid of fear and programmed to only kill nothing else, and so his ranks within the army grew quicker than anyone would have believed. However, when he was given the offer to become a commander of a legion by one of the generals he laughed in his face and walked away, refusing the offer. Arranar knew he was the best, knew he was their "ace" in war and by becoming a commanding officer of a whole legion he would be thrust into politics. He'd much rather slaughter them for his hate for them was great.
At the age of twenty five when he was partaking in the fourth battle in a campaign between the Majdalan Empire and Mardithia, Arranar's wildness and urge for blood sent him in a rampage breaking formation and mercilessly slaughtering the enemy forces like cattle in their own ranks, each fell before him instantly as if he were an angel of death before them, and he didn't stop his massacre until his whole body was covered in gore and blood. In Majdala he was called henceforth as the Angel of Death for his utter fearless behaviour and madness in battle. His name travelled so far in fact he became a sort of myth towards other nations to the point where if they were in battle the opposing men would try and challenge this "angel of death" only to be felled by his sword.
When he reached the age of thirty he began getting bored of war and all it's weak challengers. He now, at the age of thirty-two seeks a challenger from other nations who might beat him, for death is what he seeks but only from those who are worthy.
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Originally Posted by Kho
Makiaka, it's a good character, but it's not fitting for this RP.
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