Meme: fav.me/dbmbspgCharacter: fav.me/dbqvm4qWarning: This history is dark and sad, including child abuse and self-destructive tendencies. As such, this is marked as mature.Age: 13
Charles changed into his human form the first time at this age and as such, he was initiated into the cult. He was all ready used to the poor treatment, but the his days got only worse from there. Still, he had nowhere else to go and so he stuck with the cult. He didn't often have a chance to wash himself in clean water or buy new clothes, so he was stuck wearing gray burlap pants and an old t-shirt for many years.Age: 17
Charles gave up and accepted that his fate was to be the communal punching bag at this age. He used to wander into nearby towns to party and get high. If it gave the cult some new converts and he managed to survive through the night with minor injuries, all was good. Of course, he was trying pretty hard to kill himself with drugs, booze and pain so it didn't matter. Nothing mattered to him, when there was nothing but dread to look towards to. Charles didn't believe the world had any good in it, having been brainwashed from birth to believe everyone was corrupt.Age: 20
Aka, how am I not dead yet. Charles at this point realised that he could either actually kill himself or start caring for himself. He chose the latter and escaped the cult. In London, he found himself being a very dark guardian angel to many youths who were left without anyone else to care for them. Having grown up as a neglected child himself, Charles offered what aid he could. Even if the world was without any good, it wasn't -right- for others to suffer.Age: 35 (physically)
Basically how Charles is now, pretty decent, but still harbouring the ghosts of his past.