.....NINETY FIVE

In a dark room with blue crystals all over the walls, ceiling and even some parts of the ground and on the ground was a chair and on the chair was a man. He wore a black lab coat and a head band and wore a sinister smile as he laughed crazily like a mad person, while the two white bangs from his hair shook frantically.

"Finally, the work is done, and I know my time will soon be up as that b*stard 7th will send for me and I'll face the judgement of my crimes which will obviously be death", "but then I'll be revived by that vessel and the whole story will change as the tables will be turned", he said while looking at a black pod that had a timer on it.

"This time I'm fully prepared for what is to come as my Dalki's will soon start attacking those useless humans and my little special demi human weretiger will be the one leading them all the way…once it opens, he will wake up and be at a loss of things, then I'll use that opportunity to brain wash him by quickly wiping off his memory and implanting fake memories".

"But I'll have to quickly give him an arcana since mistakenly flushed out those 'other abilities' like the telekinesis and the fire…he'll have to do an arcana test hoping he'll be able to awaken one…what am I, saying I'm the best, it'll definitely work with my super advanced technology".

Then turning to the pod once more, "the ring…I do hope he's the right person…I honestly don't know why it chose him though…well, I'm sure has it's reasons…"

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Meanwhile inside the black pod, series of black lightnings were constantly released on the body of Graham jolting him up from his slumber.

Looking around, Graham was seated on a black chair which had buttons and several controls on its arm rests, and a huge screen with several ones around it. Graham then tried to recall what had happened but that thought quickly went away as he noticed that his hands were healed up and his right eye was back, his clothes all roughed up and torn.

But he felt a little bit strange.

He felt like the energy inside of him was quickly diminishing without caution.

He then stood up and walked straight towards a mirror by the side.

Looking at the mirror Graham saw a fair-skinned man with a medium length spiky, black hair that had a purple tint to it and was tied in a ponytail. His bangs parted down the center of his face to frame both sides of it, dark grey eyes, his right eye having a vertical scar, which he thought was from the injury inflicted on him after the removal of his right eye. Opening his mouth he saw that his canines where longer than usual but not as long as when it was elongated by him. On his face, bore six piercings, a metal bar through each ear, three studs through the side of his upper nose, and one spike stud on each end of the bottom lip. he also had three piercings on each wrist, at least one on its upper wrist and some just under his neck.

Graham then studied his left arm and found out that the mouth which was there before was no longer present but was replaced by a black triangle marking on both of his palms.

Graham went back and sat down on the black chair he found himself in when he woke up from his sleep, he then started thinking about his whole life, how he never got to spend time with his parents, how he had been bullied and deprived of everything he had all his life.

He felt like he couldn't take it anymore, he felt like he couldn't just sit idle and do nothing while watching others do as the wish, he felt like he needed to make wrongs right.

But that was when something dawned on him, and then he felt totally...powerless.

"Don't be like that...things will always turn around for the better...just like me...an orphan, with no one, no parents, no siblings, no meaning to life at all...but I believed that I had a great destiny, and even so, I smell great potential in you...I want you to believe in yourself". A voice spoke.

Looking around the dark place he was, Graham couldn't find anybody else there, but he was sure he heard a voice, loud and clear.

Suddenly his mind was pulled into a whole different space. It looked like a desolate place and just in front of him was a large cage.

Graham could see a large dark shadow from inside the cage and just then the shadow moved, revealing itself.

It was a large dark skinned saber-tooth weretiger which had purple eyes with black rings in them. It was on all fours and towered over 200 meters, making Graham wonder how high it would be when it would be on its two legs.

It had purple stripes and a pair of dark black wings. It wore a black armor covering it's whole body except its face, legs, arms and tail.

"Hello little fellow", the tiger said, "The name's Wilson, what about you?".

Looking at this creature Graham started crying, it had said it was just like him, an orphan, and then a crazy thought ran through his head, how about they become family.

"My name is Graham...Graham McGrath, can we be family?", Graham quickly asked. Wilson looked at Graham for a bit before giving an answer, "I would love too as I never knew my parents, just like you...but I must worn you...if we agreed this now...then we'll start having certain similarities...which in some cases good be helpful, good or bad".

Seeing as Graham still gave him an eager look and not wanting to hurt this boy in front of him he spoke once more, "I agree...Family it is".