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Biography
Nexus - being the only true name he has ever known - is seen as a mage and storyteller among many organizations. Settled in Najer, Nexus lives a life of scholarship and writing. At times he is known as "unpredictable", perhaps fitting the Illusion and Blood Magic he practices. The mage is always seeking to learn, utilizing the knowledge he gains in order to ascertain the truth. Yet, there has always been a slight suspicion of his true nature.

Life Before Rathnir
As one might guess, "Nexus" is an alias, its purpose being only to conceal a forgotten identity. His origins being a bit foggy, his original name was known as "Alkir", and here is how he came to be.

Being born of a noble house, Alkir lived with one older brother, and a father who he always wished to gift him pride. Yet, he seemed to never have his way. His older brother, Valdin, was born a prodigy of what seemed to be everything. He was charming, skillful in battle, physically and mentally strong, and wealthy (that coming from the noble house he was born into). His father adored Valdin, giving him great love and pride.

With all of this love and pride showering over his older brother, Alkir was left in the dark, seen only as a disappointment. No one cared for him, he was simply ignored, unknowing of the love a true father would give. Their mother had died of childbirth, taking their father's gentleness with her. Alkir only had his father and brother, who both ignored him.

After ten years of neglect and mistreatment, Alkir had wandered throughout the cold forests beyond his father's land. Wishing to earn his father's pride, he trained with a sword and dagger, challenging himself to survival in the forests. He forced himself to survive, out of anguish and need for approval. After three chilled nights of fear, solitude, and dedication, Alkir had stumbled upon a camp of foreigners. They wore cloaks, concealing whatever gear that may be underneath. He saw them gathering, discussing a hunt of sorts.

Alkir knew not to trust strangers, but the treasures and relics they possessed within the camp sparked interest. Having taught himself mild stealth for hunting, he waited till nightfall, aiming to steal their intriguing tools and ornaments, in hopes of impressing his father. As the dark sky began to enshroud the gray clouds, Alkir began to sneak into the camp as most of the men had fell asleep. He found a hand-sized piece of parchment within a sealed envelope, the insignia being that of an organization unknown to the boy. Alkir rushed out of the camp with the parchment as soon as he heard a rustle within a tent next to him.

After leaving the camp and making his way towards his father's land, Alkir began to read the parchment he had stolen. It seemed to be an invitation of sorts, sent to a man dubbed with what he assumed to be an alias. That name being Nexus. Alkir read on, seeing a list of requirements, those being skill in assassination, magic, concealment, investigation, and duels. After the list, the invitation explains where to go and how its organization would then allow its recipient to join after surpassing their tests. This knowledge sparked an idea within Alkir's cunning mind. He had decided to claim the alias as his own and developed a false history of it. He then began to train in order to exceed the list of requirements he'd found.

Initiation
Having finally developed the skills necessary to pass the tests he would be given after five years of isolation from his family, Nexus set out for the location he was to meet at. Fortunately, it wasn't that far from the province he currently lived in. After four days of riding on horseback, he'd reached his destination and... It seems information on this part has not been given. Apologies, but knowledge of the man's life a few years after has still been given.

Tragedy
Finally, at the age of eighteen, Nexus made his way back to his family. Being taught the methods of an organization possessing great might, Nexus had made the decision to confront his brother after five years of maddening desolation and three years of honing it. After five long days, Nexus arrived at his father's estate, wearing armor foreign to his household. His brother was the first to see him, believing he was a traveler of some kind. Nexus gave him a look of anger, and Valdin recognized his eyes, slightly changed now, seeming to be more aggressive. Nexus proposed a duel before saying anything else, and Valdin gave him a look of confusion. Trying to persuade him against such an idea, Valdin realized that his brother had fallen far from him.

After a short argument, Valdin realized there was no convincing, and accepted his brother's request. Nexus and his older brother prepared, without saying a word, all while Valdin gave him a look of disappointment and regret. His younger brother had become one of heretical ways, or so he thought, always trying to be a knight of "purity". The two started their duel shortly after a conversation filled with regret and rage.

This battle should have lasted a good while, or at least that's what we all would have thought it to be. Yet, the truth is that it wasn't fair to begin with. As soon as the two had begun their duel in a solitary place, Nexus had placed a curse upon his brother. He inflicted a great deal of suffering and insanity upon the knight, not even having to dodge an attack. Valdin's mind was too weak for his brother, thus resulting in exploitation. The curse had eventually brought the warrior to his knees, begging for mercy. Nexus walked up to his older brother and held him by the neck, unsheathing a dagger. He gave Valdin a brutal death and left his corpse where no one was to find it. That was the last moment of a bond between two knights... now drenched in accursed blood.