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Name: Amun Ali
Age: 54 lunar cycles (about four years and five months)
Gender: Male
Height: 2'3"
Weight: 25lbs
Hair Color and Style: Short white hair that is messy and often made black with a thick black dust.
Eye Color: Red.
Nationality: Egyptian.
Cloths: He wears Ancient Egyptian clothing. A white shenti under a cloak like shirt that wraps around his neck and covers his entire body. A pair of golden sandals complete the look.
Items: Two thick golden armbands, one on each arm and a thin silver armband on each arm. A golden anklet on each foot.
Personality: He's very shy and timid. He hides a lot and can't help but not hide behind something due to his history (I will try to complete the little history I know for him below).
History: He was kidnapped as a baby by a man that went by Amen. He also kidnapped a fifteen year old girl, Amenset. Amen forced him to steal for them and then beat him constantly even if he did something right. Amenset often tried to keep his anger directed towards her. And the girl was sweet but Amen killed her when she wrapped herself around Amun protecting him from Amen that had a steel pipe in his grip. Amun was taken away by the cops because of someone that had found him and followed him home. Amen was taken to jail and Amun was left to fend for himself after he ran away from the cops, fearing what Amen had told him about the cops and how they would only beat him more. (That's all I know so far but I'm hope to develop him more...)
Age: 54 lunar cycles (about four years and five months)
Gender: Male
Height: 2'3"
Weight: 25lbs
Hair Color and Style: Short white hair that is messy and often made black with a thick black dust.
Eye Color: Red.
Nationality: Egyptian.
Cloths: He wears Ancient Egyptian clothing. A white shenti under a cloak like shirt that wraps around his neck and covers his entire body. A pair of golden sandals complete the look.
Items: Two thick golden armbands, one on each arm and a thin silver armband on each arm. A golden anklet on each foot.
Personality: He's very shy and timid. He hides a lot and can't help but not hide behind something due to his history (I will try to complete the little history I know for him below).
History: He was kidnapped as a baby by a man that went by Amen. He also kidnapped a fifteen year old girl, Amenset. Amen forced him to steal for them and then beat him constantly even if he did something right. Amenset often tried to keep his anger directed towards her. And the girl was sweet but Amen killed her when she wrapped herself around Amun protecting him from Amen that had a steel pipe in his grip. Amun was taken away by the cops because of someone that had found him and followed him home. Amen was taken to jail and Amun was left to fend for himself after he ran away from the cops, fearing what Amen had told him about the cops and how they would only beat him more. (That's all I know so far but I'm hope to develop him more...)
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Can't believe my sadness
You shouldn't leave
What can I say?
I never felt this way
Tried to ignore it for months
I can't hide no more
Maybe it's too late?
My blush increases every second
You know I like someone
But you don't know it's you
Maybe it's true?
You make me smile
I talk happily with you
With you I feel safe and happy
Do you feel the same?
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As you took my hand, my body felt relief. Your touch puts my troubles at ease.
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