Abed

The birth
Abed (originally Guacam01e) was born on a cold snowy day in Jorvick, Mugen. His mother, a simple farm-girl named Annie had been abandoned by the birth father, no one knew who it was, but Annie was too ashamed to tell the citizens of Jorvick wo the said father was, this left Guacam01e having a majorly hard upbringing.

Childhood
Guacam01e was an adventurous 4 year old, he loved playing around the tight wound square of Jorvick, he especially loved the sheep pen, through the darkest of times he'd speak to the sheep for some help, although he knew they wouldn't do anything it was something to express to. His mother on the other hand was... questionable, she would not speak to him and she'd blame him for ruining her life. He would often go to the blacksmith of Jorvick, take an armour stand a pretend it was his mother and him, having a fun time, he'd take this armour stand on walks, he would often throw a coin into the local river wishing he had a normal life.

When his 6th birthday came around, there was a major difference, it almost seemed as if his wishes came true! He was fostered by a family consisting of a nice chap named Edward and his wife Elizabeth, his mother Annie was deemed at the Jorvick Court (literally a few haybales the judge stood on) to be unhealthy for parenthood and deported from the lands of Jorvick. Although Guacam01e knew he'd miss his mother with the very few fond memories of her, it'd be for the best. His new Mother and Father introduced him to many new hobbies such as archery, sword-fighting and even horse-riding, he was quickly drawn into those sports, but it never changed from a hobby, although he tried his best to get scouted by bandit groups, he waited, and waited but he never ever got scouted for a bandit group, so he gave up...

When he was 10 years old he started to find interest in brewery, of course he wasn't allowed to drink any alcohol; he was allowed in the back of the Jorvick Pub to see the brewers creating a variety of drinks, and one day he asked to create one, it was apple liquor, known around the Jorvick brewers as the 'beginner drink' due to it being easy to create. After creating it they all took a sip, it was mediocre at best, but Guacam01e felt happy creating the drink, it was as many people call it 'his escape from reality'. He would create and sell apple liquor for cheap prices, to eventually save up for a bottle of Miners Wet Dreams, with a hint on how to make it on the side, it was a poem, he decoded the poem, and found out the recipe, he sold it across the town and made $15,000 through it, however his business was quickly destroyed after he started to sell the recipe to other people, meaning the supply was more than the demand.

Three months after Guacam01e turned 13, his foster parents left Jorvick, however he didn't want to leave, he had grew attached to the town, so he waved them goodbye and carried on with his life. He started to help people build houses, when they had to carry materials up to another person, he'd climb up the scaffolding to give it to them, it gave him just enough money for him to survive, he did this for another 5 years...

Adulthood
At the age of 18 war was on the horizon and Guacam01e was called up for it, New-Haven vs Mugen, Jorvick was with Mugen, Guacam01e knew what he was getting himself into, he knew he'd most likely get killed but the 6 year old self in his mind thought this was the moment he'd get scouted, this is how and it took control. He was playing into his imagination, but it was too late to stop himself.

It was a cold night. A cold night in the middle of the War of Succession after the collapse of the Drakaen Concordat. It was a night to remember for Guacam01e, the night before the Battle of Jorvick.

A big day was on the horizon. Jorvickan and Mugen forces were deployed in the region. Soldiers were marching on the streets. Guacam01e knew that it might be his last night. He couldn't even image the count of The Coalition Of The Bay Of Peace's men. He only knew he had to fight them.

It wasn't late when he decided to get out of his bed and go for a walk. He knew he had to be careful because bandits were in the city. Because of that, taverns weren't the place he sought. He climbed up to the East wall, where he stayed for an hour, admiring the view and thinking of tomorrow's battle's outcome. He doubted his strength and his abilities. It has an hour before midnight, he thought of The Blood God. Jorvickans believed in The Blood God and thought of him as the strongest.

A few days ago, a foreign merchant gifted Jorvick a strange, old, almost disintegrated book, written in a strange, unknown language. Lawior, the city's Religious Advisor, told them it's the Blood God chronicles. Even though, he knew so much of The Blood God, the so-called language of Blood was still not incomprehensible to him. He only knew some words and letters.

Guacam01e got an idea and went to the storage. He found the old book and put it in his coat. He had to find a way to enhance himself before the battle. He then ran to Lawior's house, but Lawior was sleeping. Guacam01e went through the window and started searching for Lawior's blood language dictionary. He found it sitting on a chair next to the bed.

Now, he had everything he needed. He rushed to the Temple of The Blood God on top of the hill. There was a strange-looking stone in Temple, many believed it's the heart of the Blood God himself.

He managed to understand only one of the pages, it had the title of "Abed…". At that time, he didn't know he was going to commit an ancient, dangerous ritual. He strictly followed the steps and said the words. The last step was to rip his chest open and to throw stabs to his own heart, repeating "Bꖎ𝙹𝙹↸ ⎓𝙹∷ t⍑ᒷ bꖎ𝙹𝙹↸ g𝙹↸, i ∴╎ꖎꖎ ᓵ𝙹ᒲᒲ╎ℸ ̣, aʖᒷ↸ ∷╎ᓭᒷᓭ" until the ritual is complete.

Guacam01e had to act, he wanted to become the strongest of the Jorvickans he didn't have a choice anymore. The lack of sleep blurred his judgment. It was two minutes until midnight and he followed the step and fell to the ground, unconscious. Guacam01e was dead. Ironic.

It was a cold night. Midnight has come. The giant rock, the so-called heart, started beating like a real heart, it turned red. Guacam01e's heart also started beating, but with the same speed, at the same time as the rock, like it was the same heart. They had matching heartbeats. Guacam01e raised from the ground, his eyes were bloody red, dark, nearly black, blood was running through his veins. Guacam01e was dead, but his body wasn't. Abed, the Blood God's manifestation of rage and fury was reincarnated to his body. His body got enhanced, his reaction, his speed. He was the super-soldier. The Blood God himself whispers him names, his new victims. The Blood God was on the side of Jorvick.

Poor soldiers that had to face Abed...

It was a cold night. A night of blood.

The present
Abed is now the military leader Jorvick, by showing his promise and strength in the War of Succession, he now serves Jorvick and Uraka when he is needed. People around Jorvick know they don't want to mess with Abed...