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Mikhail is a warm caring man, and is known to recite bible verses to cheer up people, and would help someone in need without hesitation
A calm quiet man, firm believer in the paranomal, and is a believer in god. He is also very patient with people, hence the last name "Achaiah" which means "Angel of Patience"
Mikhail usually is a calm man but when angered completely blow's up and attacks people very violently, and when he is nervous he recites calming bible verses, but if tormented will torture the opponent with violence.
His Custom Sawn-Off Shotgun "Lilah"
His Custom Pistol "Cold"
His Custom Pocket Knife "Gabriel"
His Custom Pocket-Bible "Savior"
Not much is known about Mikhail, all that is known is that he is 24 and is a wanderer who seeks peace and calmness, he was also born in Russia though it is not known where specifically. He used to be a professional Bounty-Hunter and found religion and stopped that job, though he is known to collect a few if they completely deserve it.
Mikhail Achaiah Walked into the bar, duster covered with snow. He shivered a little from being out in the cold for so long, he was talking to a friend about something and got really cold so they decided to talk another time. He then took off his coat and put it on the coat rack, his crimson eyes shining in the bar looking to see if anyone else was there. He then sat on a stool at the bar and ordered a Vodka. "Man, this snowstorm just keeps getting worse and worse, I'm lucky i didn't catch frostbite" he said and wiped the snow off his shirt. He was lucky that he didn't get frostbite, he didn't wear any gloves at all so there was that. He then looked around again to see if anyone was here "Man, this place is dead today" he said with a sigh. He wanted to start a conversation with someone but that wasn't going to happen with no one there.
Mikhail Achaiah looked around the bar and took a calm drink of his Vodka and took out a pocket-bible and started to read verses to himself so he would be peaceful and calm, twas a habit of his ever since he was hurt in a bounty-hunting job 5 years ago, he found Religion and started being more caring and kind for individuals and started reading the bible more.
Mikhail Achaiah heard the woman's voice and turned to her with a kind smile and flipped to Gal 5:22 "But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness" he said in a warm and caring tone and smiled at the woman.
Mikhail Achaiah saw the fight started and grabbed Rylee by the arm and tugged her to a booth in the back and sat her down "Don't want a young lady like you getting hurt" he said in a kind tone and sat across her.
Mikhail Achaiah smiled and got up and grabbed his glass of Vodka and went back to the booth and sat right back down in the booth, sitting across from her "I also enjoy this one 2 Pet 1:4: Through these he has given us his very great and precious promises, so that through them you may participate in the divine nature and escape the corruption in the world caused by evil desires" he said in a warm tone.
"I am Catholic but we worship the same god, so i am glad of that, what is your name young lady, i am Mikhail Achaiah" he said in a warm and kind tone.
"Nice to meet you Kylee" he said in a kind tone and thought of more bible verses he remembered from reading but would say them at the appropriate time.
Mikhail Achaiah had a look of embarrassment on his face "Oh i am quite sorry for mistaking your name, nice to meet you Rylee" he said in a sweet tone.
Mikhail Achaiah smiled back at the woman with a brush of his black hair and he looked up at her, his crimson eyes glowing, "I'll pay for it, what do you want?" he asked.
Mikhail Achaiah smiled at her "I'll order you a sandwich of the highest taste" he said with a smile and ordered her a grilled cheese and fries as it was his favorite meal, it had been ever since he was a wee little child, and it arrived and he slid it to her.
Mikhail Achaiah smiled back at her, his crimson eyes that were as red as blood but had a nice tint to them surveyed her back and then looked back down at "Savior" his pocket bible.
Mikhail Achaiah found another verse and read it Matthew 6:34 "Do not worry about tomorrow, today has enough trouble of its own." he said out loud in a kind tone.
Mikhail Achaiah realized he said it out loud "I quite enjoy that verse, as it can be applied to our daily strides in life, whether it be good or bad, light or dark, it applies very greatly" he said in a calm and warm tone.
Mikhail Achaiah noticed the kind woman left and he went back to his "Savior" and read more of it, and looked at "Gabriel" his pocket knife and went back to his Vodka and Bible.
Mikhail Achaiah found another verse in John 1:14 and recited it out loud but quietly and in a warm and kind tone "The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the one and only Son, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth." He then took a drink of his Vodka.
Mikhail Achaiah left the bar seeing it was dead now.
Mikhail Achaiah was wandering through the Twisted Path for no particular reason but to get a peace of mind and maybe sit against a tree and read some bible verses to himself to achieve that, and he kept walking through it, not afraid of the scenery.
Mikhail Achaiah heard the shriek and it pained his ear greatly and he looked around and heard horses neighing and the sounds of a buggy followed and he found a tree and sat on the ground and ignored the noises and quickly opened his bible in nervousness and found a passage in Acts 4:12 and recited it in a nervous tone "Salvation is found in no one else, for there is no other name given under heaven by which we must be saved."
Mikhail Achaiah heard the screams of the man again and heard the shriek got louder when he said "Salvation" and he became quiet seeing that something didn't like him saying that, he just hoped that whatever attacked the man didn't come after him next.
Mikhail Achaiah heard it and got up slowly after seeing a fog rise from the ground and he was cautious and pulled out "Cold" his pistol and held it to the ground in cautious form, he didn't know what was going on but it seemed demonic or evil in nature and he went into the fog cautiously and looked around and was honestly scared as fuck! But the writer stresses that who wouldn't be when you saw a mysterious fog and heard screaming!
Mikhail Achaiah heard a voice through the fog and he closed his eyes slightly and opened them again and lost all fear of what was going on and remembered what word made it angry and he intended to use it "Salvation,Salvation,Salvation!, Though i walk threw the valley of the shadow of death i fear no evil!" he said in a forceful tone and heard the voice say that his spine was perfect and he kept his ground.
Mikhail Achaiah shivered after hearing it mock him because of what he was saying, and he slowly fell asleep but remembered something from lore, the siren's song! which it was using to try to kill him and he shook loose of it's grasp but the song was still unnerving and he shuddered but kept his ground "That will not work on me, I have a strong will that you will never break, Evil" he said in a forceful tone.
Mikhail Achaiah heard those words and shuddered and saw a hand reaching out for his throat and he rolled backwards to avoid it grabbing him "Why is it my time if i may ask?" he said in a calm tone that had a little fear and dread in it because of the aura.
Mikhail Achaiah finally just lost hope in living and decided it was better to go out fighting than to go out whining "If it is really the end i'm not going out whining anymore, if you want a fight you got one, i will probably die but it is better than not doing anything at all" he said in a forceful tone and loaded his pistol and pulled out his sawed off shotgun and loaded it as well and aimed to the ground so it would attack first and he could get some shots in.
Mikhail Achaiah sighed but nodded his head "I will decide what i want if i when, which is doubtful" he said with an angry tone and shot 2 armor-piercing buckshots at the legs.