Maximilian "Merlin" Jones

“I've crossed some kind of invisible line. I feel as if I've come to a place I never thought I'd have to come to. And I don't know how I got here. It's a strange place.


Human Hermetic Magician


Much of my history has been wiped from my memory. Only through intensive memory retrieval techniques I have able to piece together the following:

My father was a high level executive in Evo Corporation, hence I enrolled in the early learning system provided by the Corp. Although not a gifted child I still progressed at a standard level. At the age of 10, my father’s project met a disastrous end. A nuclear power plant they had been building exploded and caused a massive disaster.

It was only a matter of time before he would be fired, instead my father, saving his own skin, by donated his son (me) for a highly illegal and unethical program involving genetic experimentation. The other four ‘volunteers’ all died during the process but somehow I survived. I found my body and mind greatly increased, and I also developed magical abilities.

I knew very little of what transpired outside my room. All i was allowed to do each day was to aid the scientists with whatever tests they wished for me to do. They never taught me any skills, they would only test my ability and magic.

One day, several months ago I was proceeding as if it was a standard day, when suddenly there was mayhem. Alarms sounded and people were running around aimlessly. Then an explosion happened. It was further away, but it did result in the power going offline and I found the door to my room shunted open.

Usually there would be someone outside my room but today there wasn’t. I wasn’t sure what was happening but I took the chance to escape. I made it out and then just followed a long line of Evo employees who were evacuating the facility. Once there I was able to slip away.

Unfortunately my new found freedom wouldn’t last. I was ill prepared for what awaited me outside of my room. I had no skills and it seems that any hint of magic was frowned upon in the area I was in.

Also discovering that the way in which the scientists had communicated with me was completely foreign to anyone on the outside. I struggled.

One day I was walking down a street when I was suddenly surrounded by a group of gangsters. Before I could even try to defend myself that had already knocked me out and taken me to this hollowed out building where I was strung up on a cable.

I awaited to see what happened next with trepidation.

Maximilian "Merlin" Jones

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