Mindslaver V2./character info.

• • ¡¡NOTE, THIS IS A UNFINISHED CHAPTER, I’M JUST PUTTING THIS UP SO Y’ALL CAN A AN IDEA OF WHAT UR DEALING WITH IF U WOULD LIKE THIS USE MY CHARACTER DESIGN!!**

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like I said this is self-inserted but to keep my identity sealed I’ll be withholding information & make up as I go.

if you would like a quick intro of my character go find at the very bottom with bolded “quick intro”.

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first name: Feast

last name: “.”

preferred name: unspoken (reason; “I understand/know nothing”. if you get it, you get it)

age: 19

relationships: no bitches (ever… in the past), 2 sisters (am youngest), 1 brother, parents divorced, many friends I simply don’t feel like mending, and talking too them, though technically I have three friends, at least two, but not like they matter now that I’m beyond just caring what’s on Earth, or at least this Earth.

personality: I can’t tell I have multiple personalities? like King Crimson from Jojo but the fact stands that I ACT carefree, booksmart, pessimistic, narcissistic, self centered, evil at heart, wise, too understanding, too trusting, unprideful, selfless, passive exploiter.

believe to be minimalistic, very prideful, HATEFUL, FULL OF hatred..

but instinctively kind, warmhearted, trustful, caring,

but in truth whether it’s subconscious, unconscious, or conscious I’m in truth; careful, hateful, raged fill hopefulness, forgetful, uncaring, tactless, straightforward, impatient? (note: this chapter was written before chapter two so there really no character progression, and I won’t be making any updates here unless there’s something I forgot or an error, but what I was about to say was that I never had truly a chance to reveal my true deep self that’s been laying in wait.. burning endlessly in it, or as the fire.. waiting. to be shown. nothing is really known of it. just behind a thick curtain. these “truths” of it’s persona are all just speculation from me, the source. some known to be definitively true, some others just guessing) murderous, untrusting, endlessly sad, and forgiving.

background: since I was 14 (time is weird for me, feels like it’s only been a few year but in truth 10+ years passed sooo around 14) I like knowing things, and how things worked, and a heavy thirst for entertainment, and what ya know? knowledge was fun! I actually had fun doing math problems, and reading, knowing more. curious like anyone naturally would… it’s just, I have something, a demon some say that didnt make mi ah ordinary person. I hesitate to answer what it is, knowing even now we know very little of space.. let’s https://youtu.be/Rv1B1ot5tSU (reader, meant 2 listen while continuing reading till song’s end) just say something that would make sense, my brain was just different. as I grew I asked deeper questions leading and answered the based reason why we all exist, and it happened. a coincidence that I would think back often up until 18. I was at home with my sis, and her boyfriend (this is happening around 16)? we were enjoying our company, asking some odd questions about ifs, whats. then, it was then I spoke out the reason of our existence by trying to one-up their intriguing questions. nothing special happened, seeing how later on a unnamed Vtuber was able say it. it was then I started to fabricate a unknown force. then on, I fought this entity I made up, knowing ABSOLUTELY nothing about it besides concluding that I must fight it for some sake, and it wants something. knowing nothing of it first drove me mentally unstable resulting on isolating myself for months, trying to physically reject reality. only talking to my family with my hands (was living with family) but as the end I cracked, and stopped, but transforming into something more. trying to not give the entity what it wants I wanted, and still do want to kms, knowing it might be what it wants, but knowing we’re blessed, but cursed by choice, so I must choose, leading to me presenting myself with a knife in front of me on the dinner table. it’s night, everyone’s either out or sleeping.. I think, remembering just the other day I did something bad to someone online, and like always I think of the possibilities, leading to the conclusion that they possibly wished for me to be died, so that lead me to move on with my life, not wanting to give them the satisfaction of their wish to being granted. days.. months… years pass as I became a ghost by doing nothing but play games with, or without people, not going out if I don’t need to, my parents being helpful in their own way while trying to keep me alive. no job, no goals, nothing, I strived to just play day after day. giving excuses like “oh, but the entity might want me to learn, to be successful” etc. etc, to myself. doing nothing even up until Golthuem showed himself to me. (for plot reasons I’ll be doing some slight adjustments, so the story can proceed such as making me want to be a Mindslaver, and so much more to come; as in pick, and choosing a specific mi in another AU that choose differently).

•morals, principles, ideals, stands (not jojo, lol) etc. etc.:

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(https://youtu.be/4ptgVKcTYsE(optional))

things I would like to point out about the character:

•I purposely make myself cry (I try my best to only show that side of me alone) by thinking about what I could’ve done differently, but mainly the wish to just be in at least one of my fantasy characters’ world, just so I can keep up the facade, and rebuild/keep the (act/desire) of having feelings. side note, crying makes me feel like I actually care about something, and it’s reassuring for me, at least a tiny bit.

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• I don’t actively am jealous, it’s really just in the moment, but when I do, I FUCKING HATE! THEM. wanting kill them (but I could never do that how I was before meeting Golthuem, because..), but like for holding a grudge, I can’t naturally do, forgetting/not-caring about it the next day.

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• how I was rise I acknowledged made me who I am as a human being, but even still I didn’t cared much for that info besides adding it into my plans in whatever way. I just accepted that I am me, and I knew like-

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• always scared what the entity (remember, this is about my character, not totally me, this’ll definitely add a great deal of spice) wants, I try not to share, or even think about info that might be what it want (that’s how I basically amounted to nothing to anyone, but I simply let my body, mind go in autopilot with me overseeing it when it comes to interactions with others, to the point I grew more, and more uncaring about the entity, the possibilities, but always in my mind, only doing what I can with how I am), so I’ll not be sharing the whole picture, ever. remember that.

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• I do my best to be logically, but “can’t” completely, fighting this entity with its unlimited reasons it could want me to even breathe at a specific time, who fucking know! so I couldn’t be logical in its typical stereotypical sense.

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• wishing at least I could take Guts place seeing how at least he knew. he knew what he wanted. I might as well be in Gojo’s domain, seeing everything at once, but I tried many times going insane, but always, soon after I regain my composure and logically thinking. fuck.

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• I’m instinctively many things, but that’s all so I could “survive”, meaning adapted to my surroundings so I don’t draw unwanted attention. that could pretty much sum it up which can branch off to mean all sorts of stuff like; to be accepted, to not make enemies, to be ignored so to be left alone, etc. etc.

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• I believe I’m special so much,so I believe my subconscious (could be something else idk, not like I studied for it, or comprehend ma subconscious consciously) is much, much more smarter than anyone could think, examples:

making a unconscious mistake but in thee end it was the right call (might be a coincidence but if u haven’t realize, I drastically blow things out of proportion; per say. such as thinking coincidentally FROM ME has a reason I don’t know, or whatever). I can look at someone and immediately guess their childhood, background, life story, thinking, immediate feels, basically Sherlock Homes powers if it was unconsciously, but it’s no super natural power, I think it works basing off experiences, and cross-referencing them, so it’s not perfect but it never failed me, and I can do it consciously too, but I never cared to hone it seeing how possibly thee entity possibly wanted that. seems to me my subconscious is planning seeing couple months, or a year+ later then realizing its goal then, but it’s speculation, plus not saying both consciousness are separate, it’s just one knows more than thee other, and what-not. anyways, think about it if u would like. .

•I would think it’s defense mechanism, or adaptation, but when it comes down to it, nothing hurts me (lol, not physically), torture? like anything I would like to truly see till thee end I just simply need to decide upon it, and remind myself whenever I need to, to decide once more each time.

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little details:

fav colors: black, red.

fetishes, kinks, etc.: mind control, sole male porn, maledom, bdsm, pet play, true furry, lolis, feet, god play, ahegao, mind break, preggos in all forms,