The Time Reaction
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Alone
he waits, this son of darkness and light. Born of the spawning of good
and evil, son of the Demon Lord Balor and the Solar Diva Corona, his being
is that of both the yin and the yang. His birthing killed the good half
of his parents and his evil half was murdered by its own kind. Alone this
child lay in the hands of his unearthly relatives who cast him out into
the realm of mortals to fend for himself with nothing but his heritage
to protect him.
A Spartan warrior found the abandoned child and raised him as his own. The life of a Spartan was not for the weak of spirit or body. The boy flourished, though. His strength and intelligence were unmatched in all the land. All who stood before him fell before his blades. His uncanny abilities went along with his strange appearance; for the child had snow white skin and coal black eyes and hair, earned him nothing but reproof from his peers. He was cast out of the city before he reached full manhood.
Thrust from the only home the distraught child could remember, he wandered the world in search of his origins. Macedonia, Persia, Gaul, Rome, none of these countries offered him the answers he searched for. For thousands of years he has searched. When he was not searching he was training. He mastered every deadly fighting style known to man. Even with the invention of guns he still clung to the use of his swords, however. They were the weapons of the gods. No god in all of history in any pantheon wielded a firearm. They carried swords, shields, and spears. If these weapons were good enough for them, they were good enough for him.
He had always had a fascination with the unearthly and this fascination was turning into addiction. He learned as many religions as he could. Constantly trying to find a link between himself and his past. One day in an old broom closet of a library in downtown London he found what he was looking for. The text spoke of a half demon, half angel child that had been thrown from the realm of the gods into the world of mortals. It was himself, he knew. The dilapidated text went on to say that this child would be the undoing of the old guard. The child would tear down the walls between the realms and start the war to end all wars. When the time came he would be the reaction. Now he waits patiently for this time. His blades are sharpened and his resolve is hardened. He is the Time Reaction.