KingdomWatcher

= KingdomWatcher: =

Introduction:
Most stories begin how a person goes from a Zero to a Hero, or how they changed this broken world. Sadly I am not like that. I haven't changed that much but the world did. My name KingdomWatcher isnt my real name, its a code name I like to use. My real name is Frizo, named after a prince that died a terrible death. Luckily I haven't met that fate yet, but as each day passes the chance increases of indeed meeting that fate. I like to build large buildings and think of a way to help others. Now I am offically considerd a lord in the Kingdom of Chance, and I am the leader of Fordor. Its a great achievement at least. But now lets go deeper into the details.

Appearance and Details:
My appearance looks like a girl with Pink hair and with an average height, also a bit armoured and having a Ponytail hair but in reality I am boy. Its rather just that I am a male that likes to have a female appearance because I think its suites me well and because I think its cute.

Age: 23, Birthday 18th of December

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Favorite Food: Potato Soup

Things I like: Pacifism, Dogs, Democracy, Friends and People who help me.

Things I dislike: Forced to do something, Terrorist, Bandits, people who see themself above others and What Kartek has become.

Religion: Soleannen

Rank: Lord of Kingdom of Chance, Leader of Fordor. Old citizen of Kartek. Etc.

Height/Weight: 1.58 Meters, 48 Kg.

Titel: KingdomWatcher( Code Name), Frizo Lesser lord of Kingdom of Chance/2nd Tzardom of Arxella.

HISTORY OF FRIZO
The day when I saw this world:

The day I was born was special, its so special in fact that it is a human tradition to remember the day you were born. I was born like any other person, except I looked a bit more feminine then the average boy. Most people didnt even know wether I was a boy or a girl. I never really minded how I looked. My Mom was an Exorcist, she was the one defending people of scary ghost or demons. I never really was intressted in that. My dad on the other hand was a well respected man in the Army, but he had an Alcohol issue leading to a not so healthy relation between my parents. My childhood was rough, not that I hated it but I can not remember a lot about it. My dad tried to teach my the arts of the sword. But I just sucked at it. He was very dissapointed with the results I showed, as punsihment I couldnt make any friends. Neither did I go to school. Everything what I learned in life was all within my home. Well my dad learned me about religions as Soleannen and the Nations of Rathnir, my mom learned me how to control emotions and how to defend yourself from Evil spirits. But the older I got, the more I realised what this world truely is. I was disgusted how many lives were taken. I didn 't know what to expect. One Night, Bandits came into my house, I tought I lost my parents because of that. But the thing I had was fear. As the bandits came closer to me and my Mother. My dad said calm down Frizo, this is just a Nightmare. I knew he was lying, as the Bandits approached my father. They didnt realise against who they were up against. The first bandit went for the head but my dad dodged it having a clean hit on the throat with his sword of the bandit. Blood was everywhere, the second bandit was aiming at the hands. He succeeded and disarmed my father, but my father grabbed his arm and punched the bandit so hard that he fell on the ground. While the bandit was frustrated and angry, my dad was Calm and emotionless. My dad was clearly winning the battle, as the bandit tried to kick my dad. He blocked it and did such a powerfull punch in the Liver, the bandit screamed in pain laying on the ground. He grabbed the sword and killed the Bandit right there with a look without any emotion. My mom tried her best to not let me see anything of what happend. But she didn' t know, I had seen everything.