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Backstory: Raiden..... he's a special one. -He was only 6 when it happened. The crash, the screams, the blood, it all happened so fast. A man walked into the room ripping Raiden out of his bed, staring him in the eyes. Over the shoulder of the stranger he could see his parents lifeless bodies in front of him. As the man held Raiden by the collar of his blue pajama shirt, he felt the hot breath and the teeth scrape against his neck. Everything else was blur, the pain. God the pain. When he woke the hunger was unbearable, he felt like his stomach was eating him from the inside out. He stumbled threw the bloody house and threw the back kitchen door- Raiden is no stranger to violence. He doesn't enjoy being around people because of the fear he sees in there eyes. The one friend he had found out his secret and ran. Humans are worthless... he thought. Maybe someone will change that. No matter how unlikely.
