Eli Zax Backstory

Eli Zax was born in the village of Resseus, a town filled with inventors. Failed inventors, but inventors nonetheless. Growing up he was very antisocial, not because of being shy or introverted, but because he couldn’t care about the other people, not their lives, who they are as people, or felt any sort of connection to anyone, except my own parents. Feeling no love or hate in his heart, only an inescapable emptiness of empathy. Eli's parents found out about it pretty early on when they saw him playing with a cricket, crushing its head in between my fingers and feeling nothing. 

The village healers told his parents that he was clinically psychopathic...

Most of Eli's childhood felt as if that he was just drifting along, just existing, most people found me annoying and a pest, but I didn’t care about them, just myself. Until one day I met a girl around my age, named Ava. She had scarlet hair and a fair body, but something that shocked everyone in my village. She was crazy, clinically schizophrenic and had psychosis. Heard voices where none spoke, sometimes saw things that were never present, and remembered past events that never occurred. She was loved by mostly everyone despite her affliction and large episodes of shouting, she was loved for her kind and compassionate heart.

Eli wanted to get to know her, not because she was similar to me or her kindness, but no matter what she did or how difficult she was, the village never hated her and always forgave her. 

They quickly became friends, I learned so much about her, she was messy, loud, outlandish, only a tiny bit sadistic, and the person who gave me my hand cannon and arquebus. Said that guns always fascinated her, each component essential to mechanism and the damage it can produce.  that I thought I would never forget her for what she did to me, she taught me how to feel towards others. Not just any feelings, but fun, love, kindness, and warmth one can give to another person. I didn’t even know when I knew I was in love with her, but I was. I confessed how I felt and she reciprocated. Within that period of time I was never happier. But it didn’t last, a group of cultists, warlocks, and demonic sorcerers kidnapped her. She had a secret no one but her family knew about, she was a half succubus. The reason why she wasn’t hated in the village no matter how crazy or chaotic her episodes was because her passive ability to swoon others, not as potent as a normal succubus, but enough to temper any anger or make it easier to forgive (It is like the axii sign in the witcher). I didn’t know why they wanted her, maybe to get her abilities, maybe to experiment on her, but I didn’t care. 

So for the first time in my life I did something for someone else, and at that time I thought it would have been my last. I was severely outmatched and outgunned, I knew it was because of my age and inexperience but if you knew me I took it personally. I almost died watching her cry as she was watching me. But before they fell the killing stroke the cavalry came in the form of the village guards arriving. But it was too late, they cursed her to which her demonic side flared and took over her mind, causing her to have new episodes of violent cannibalistic rage. On that day I vowed two things to finish my work of saving her and to never feel useless again. 

By 13 Eli became a mercenary killing anyone that could give me money and tips on how to cure Ava, she didn’t want me to do what I was doing cause she found treatment but I couldn’t take the chance that the treatment might lose its effects.  A group named spell powder trained me to become a master marks pith, thus making me indebted to them. 

Eli lives by three rules, help Ava, keep my promises, and clean my debts. Otherwise Eli live at his own pleasure and displeasure...

Sooner or later I will cure Ava, find the cult that wanted to use her and kill it, finish my debts, and then live my life in peace.