Arthur Woods

Hey mom, I adopted this child- he's kinda stupid- can we keep him?

NICKNAME	Artie, Asshole, Cursed child
AGE	24
GENDER	He/Him
CLASS	Anomaly
ALIGHNMENT	Neutral Evil

Arthur Woods

Arthur’s childhood was mostly spent living on the streets, doing whatever he needed to survive for the upcoming days. Even if that meant harming someone else’s chance of survival. As he refused to give up and let the universe knock him down. He has gone through so much, he refuses to go down without a fight. Even if he was forced to be in a constant state of survival at a young age, he didn’t let that ruin the excitement that the world brought. Though, the rough would around him caused his view to shift and change, making his view of life a selfish one.

His childhood wasn’t supposed to end up that way, he was given to a family entrusted to help watch over his growth. As his biological family wasn’t in the position to do so. Arthur started with a roof over his head, and would end up with another roof over his head; however, the time between was too rough on him, forcing his moral compass to go south.

It was clear that something was off about his presence while he grew up. Something about his very existence was wrong. He was an anomaly, something that went against the very laws of the universe. As Arthur Woods should not exist. He never knew about this fact when he was younger, nor the reason why he was like this was because his biological parents broke reality to make him. As Arthur was the son of a woman named Isabella Woods, and the son of the Goddess of Death, nicknamed Rose. Despite his heritage, Arthur wasn’t destined for godhood, or greatness. He was destined to just be a mortal, someone who must start at the bottom and with the own way upwards was to claw out.

When Arthur was young, he didn’t process that as he grew older, weirder things started to happen around him, and that the tone of the village started to shift. It grew weary of him, growing disdain for the young boy, not sure what could happen with him around. Young Arthur always found it strange that his guardians started to snap at him whenever he wanted to play pretend with the other kids. That was the first rule placed upon him, and not the last as the village grew weary towards the kid the family adopted.

Though Arthur wasn’t good at following rules, he didn’t want to stay inside and mope.

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Triva

While Arthur has a mom that is a God, he himself has no resemblance to a God or even a Demi-God. Anything connected to it was ripped out of him at birth so he could be a normal person; however, that is the reason why things act weirdly around him.

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