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Ben Taylor

"Life is beautiful because it fades"

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a character in “War of Ascension”, as played by Roku Mushabuki

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Name: Ben Taylor
Gender Male
Age: 29
Height: 5' 10''
Weight: 170 lb
Build: Average
Deity: God of Death



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Likes:
  • Music
  • Traveling
  • Exotic Foods
  • Suits
  • Computer games
  • Animals

Dislikes:
  • Coconut
  • Loud people
  • Seeing other people sad
  • Dry weather
  • Flying
  • Being out of cash
  • Having nothing to do

Quirks and Habits:

  • Chews on his nails
  • Pulls on his eyebrows when he's bored

Powers:

Necromancy: Ben can raise the bodies of the dead to his will, making them basically zombies with him as the hive mind king. These corpses can be at any state of decay. From freshly dead to even the most decomposed skeletons. They can be intelligent and strong, however, these traits become more diluted as he controls more corpses. These undead can stay permanently dead by either burning the bodies or by destroying the bodies.

On the other hand he can also resurrect the former dead as they once were, giving them their life back. Other abilities include the ability to talk to the dead, sense when others are about to die, and cursing others to a life of undeath.





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History:.
Ben was born on December 2nd in Fargo, North Dakota. His father owned a railroad that shipped the produce and eventually oil out of state. So he grew up very comfortably. Eventually when he turned 18, he had his pick of colleges to choose from. He went to Colorado State University majoring in language and minoring in international studies. After four grueling years, his parents gave him a large loan to set himself up. However, after always wanting to set out and travel the world, he took the money to pay for a permanent vacation away from the US. He dropped off the grid so that he wouldn't be hassled by any financial problems from home. Whenever his wallet began to run dry, Ben would pick up an odd job for the week before his journey continued. He'd traveled all over Latin America and Africa, learning different dialects along with culture. Asia was the only place left that he wanted to explore.

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Ben had awoken from slumber in a deep sweat. That nightmare was beyond unusual. He had realistic livid dreams where he could move, but this one was too real and he felt like he was glued watching whatever those things were. He looked at his skin to see goosebumps. He'd had a few dreams before where he was going threw a bad withdraw, still nothing like that. Since he was awake Ben but his dirty clothes on and opened the blinds to his cramped hotel room. The sun was just beginning to rise over the endless sea of shacks in Dharavi. Opening the window he breathed in that robust air only found in β€ŽMaharashtra. Morning would be the perfect time to leave for the train station.

The slums were crowded in the morning as everyone was rushing about to go to work or to grab water before the heat rose. It was also when pick pockets were active, taking advantage of the tired people moving about. Ben fortunately knew how to avoid this. He simply put his money in the bottom of his shoes and around his neck, too awkward a place for anyone to get close to without getting caught. He grabbed some bread at a small vendor on his way, spending some cash on sweet bread. After taking his last bite into the bread he saw it.

A large plume of smoke had arisen over the shacks from what looked to be half a kilometer away. As Ben jogged closer he could see it was a roaring firing in what had at one time been a shanty apartment. Some people ran out, some crawled out, others died without hope of rescue as the building caved in. Ben watched as those that had died were laid on the ground and there was no sign or noise of anyone responding. He was staring at a young boy who had died choking on the smoke, a simple fix had the city sent anyone to help. As he watched the boy's parents grieve over the death of their child, a feeling of uneasy importance rushed over him.

Ben knelt next to the mother and reached out to touch the boys forehead. He honestly had no clue to why he was doing it, he just felt that he should. Then suddenly a surge came through his arm and he felt out of breath. The strangest thing happened next. The boy began to breath! Ben looked as amazed as the boy's parents. Out of an unreasonable urge, he repeated this on the other victims, all breathing yet again. The young man collapsed on the ground, leaning against another shack, amazed by what was happening. God must have blessed his hands. Maybe he was a saint?