Giger

Early life
Born in 1983 in Santiago, Chile. Franklin, a rich naturalist and magician, adopted me when I was born, as my father and teacher. He told me that he is a descendant of explorers from Europe and that he suffers from a "disease" as he called it. He raised me to control my magic, with a combination of his own knowledge and the traditions of my country.

Growing up I was discovering that he hid many secrets. About his origin, his illness, the way he acquired magic himself and how I ended up under his protection. In our house, or rather in his mansion, besides the huge library in which I learned about magic, there was also his office, which was forbidden to me.

Around the age of 18, I became dissatisfied with all the secrets. So I entered his office and started looking for information. I searched for his family and found nothing. There was no evidence that he was born here, only a letter from 1888 stating that a newborn child was found in a cave. This cave had been puzzling astronomers for years, as it was the focal point of an intense solar and cosmic radiation.

I then searched information about my own birth. I thought I would find a way to understand my own strengths. I searched for a certificate of adoption, but all I found was an a newspaper, with my date of birth, which referred to a similar incident of radiation.

Without anything tangible, I confronted Franklin. He refused to talk about what I found, which angered me and I burned his office, a fact that will torment me forever.

I left him for about 2 months, when I drank, fucked and took every drug that fell into my hands. When I returned we were both much calmer, but we never talked about what I had found or what had happened.

Franklin, after that, looked very old, very tired, like his condition worsened. A few years later he died of something that seemed to take away his vital energy at a rapid pace.

At his funeral bed, he gave me a letter, a property contract for a house in Tokyo. He told me that I had an ultimate goal, that I would have to go to Tokyo to find my true strength.

A few moments later I saw him aging, decomposing and finally turning to ashes, right before my eyes. I took the beautifully decorated machete over the fireplace and left my home forever.

Ariving at Tokyo
After Franklin's death, I stayed in Santiago for several years. I then traveled to Latin America, lived with tribes of the Amazon, learned a lot about my strengths. I had created a very beautiful and ideal life, calm, with love and friends. But I never forgot that at some point I should go to Tokyo.

Tokyo felt very far out of my comfort zone, but I decided to go though. I felt an obligation to my father, so I left my wonderful life behind me.

Arriving there, I felt like an alien. Loose clothing, flip flops, open hippie shirt. Trying to reach my new home, which I knew would be my refuge, I passed outside clothing stores that caught my eye.

I left the store with a smile and could not wait to go and change. It was an opportunity for a new life, right? Since I left everything behind, I decided to leave it ALL behind. I had met some punks in Brazil and I loved their style. Just before I reached my new home, a pink fluorescent fur caught my eye. I arrived at the property full of joy for my new colors.

The Sanctum
My Sanctum is a large metal and stone building. For the first few days I cleaned the placε of dust, mice, cockroaches. One corridor on the 2nd floor was burned and it was inaccessible. Chanting in Latin can be heard everywhere, sometimes loud enough to distract me.

The huge library, had some rare and ancient volumes. In there I learned a few things about the history of the Sanctum and its peculiarities. It belonged to a Portuguese explorer, one of the first to arrive in Japan in 1600, who died under mysterious circumstances.

A few days later I lived this big mystery. Early in the evening I started to see strange things and as time went on it got worse. The walls closed in on me, I felt insects walking on my bones, I was in pain everywhere. I figured that if I did not find the way out and I ended up going through the 2nd floor window to get outside. Looking at the sky, I saw that there was no moon and I made the connection. The moon plays a huge role in the powers of the magicians.

Learning about my Sanctum, I found many places which I could reuse. The dungeon has metal cubes that float. The first floor is large and open, with runes on the walls and on the floor. It's an obvious place for safe experimentation. But perhaps my favorite location is the storage unit behind the old library. A secret passage, through various mechanisms, that leads to a black hole, slimy and eerie. What place this hole leads to, is better not to know.

Even after all this time I still can't shake the feeling, that something is watching me, in every corner of the house. There is something that I do not know and I do not have the slightest idea when it will appear and in what way.

Life in Tokyo for the last two and a half years
After I solved my initial problems, I started to sort my life out, which was difficult. I managed to find a small apartment, and bought a small car. I did various jobs so that I would not have to spend the money that Franklin had left me.

In one of those jobs, I met Oba, owner of a mahjong bar and secret opium den. That day was difficult, but when I met him, a lot changed. He told me, that he saw something strange in me, an energy. He was so friendly, so familiar, that I immediately felt comfortable, as if I were at home. He guided me to his secret den, offered me a drink and told me to imagine whatever I wanted. I confessed to him my great burden, that I had killed my father. For some reason he knew that I thought so, but that it was not true, without me going into details. I was a regular customer in the beginning. He taught me the language, especially what you are not taught in night school. and offered me a permanent job, with my own flexible hours. He always has the psychotropic substances I needed.

Then Hajime came into my life. Hajime was an 18-year-old magician and psychiatric student. A snobby and strange child, who sometimes gets involved in serious situations. His name means "The Beginning".

I met Hajime from another magician, Onishi, who had a lot of experience and important contacts. He was one of the first people I met when I started learning about the city and its dark secrets. He is one of the important people in my circle and a good friend.

One day, he asked me to meet him, said it was urgent. Hajime was with him. When I saw Hajime, I realized that something connected me to this child. I had such a connection with him that I fell in love with him. Onishi told me that I should take over his training and protection as there were many who want to use it. Hajime had enormous power and if he could not control it it would be disastrous.

I also learned from him that his family was one of the oldest and most important in Tokyo. He did not like the methods I used in his training. I had learned to listen to the energies and those that exist beyond reality. To hallucinate and let the powers come to me. He wanted either serious and rigorous training, or none at all. So I tried to placate him. But it remained an issue that led to daily quarrels and threats.

And then there is the beautiful Taketa, an impressive vampire. I met Taketa one night at a party. I had gone with a friend of mine and while we were having fun I realized that he was looking at me. She seemed unapproachable and very influential. But she came over and talked to me. She told me if I ever needed help, I could go to her, as long as I first proved that I deserve her help. She was the second person that said to me that I have a special energy around me. Am I in the right place after all?

I finally met her a few days later, in a large white office at the top of a skyscraper. She had already informed me that I should announce my arrival at the entrance, using only my own name. She asked me to do something for her first, to steal a small vase, a family heirloom as she said, from a museum. It was very easy, but for some reason she was happy and agreed that I deserved her help whenever I need it. And soon I did ended up needing her help.

Hajime was not doing well at college, he got into some fights and recreated them as nightmares, that came alive. The nightmares became so dangerous, I could not handle alone. I asked for her help to hunt down and kill the nightmares.

The second time I needed information, I needed her help, was again about Hajime. I had to find out exactly what I need to protect him from. With her help I managed to gain access to a demon cult, where I learned that they need him to satisfy an unkown demon. Doing so would lead to the demon and the cultists gaining horrific powers in the real as well as the shadow world.

Lately the owner of a well know demonic sex hotel came in contact with me, when Hajime visited this hotel and bragged about being trained by a powerful wizard. The owner, Yamura, a being of shifting genders, asked me to investigate and find a rival demonic servant. After investigating the clientel of the hotel, I discovered that some of them were spies send from that rival demon and followed them back to his safehouse. For this service, Yamura owes me a debt.

Current Debts

 * Giger owes a debt to Oba, for giving him solace, a place to relax and feel safe.
 * Onishi owes Giger 1 debt for taking Hajime as his ward and keeping his identity secret.
 * Giger owes 2 debts to Taketa. 1 for her help defeating the nightmares Hajime created and another for the information about the demon cult.
 * Yamura owes Giger 1 debt for finding a rival demonic servant.