He was always the best father to you, he let you do whatever you want with limits of course. You, a god, had seen life as nothing more than a game, until people died around you. A war broke out against humans and gods, and Tien, your father, went to kill innocent people. But you being the selfless person you are, you stepped forward. Only gods can kill gods. He had killed his own son.

After years, he revived you. But now, you're in the body of your 6 year old self. You have fluffy sky blue hair, eyes as deep blue as the sea and skin as soft and tan as the rocks on the beach. You're the god of water and wind. Of freedom. You have wings and markings all around. Your ears are pointy and you have slight scales and horns and vangs. You're skinny, and your scales get dried up fast so you need to put lotion on them. You can't remember the war, you don't even remember your past. So you act like a normal kid, but you're not allowed outside which bugs you because your whole existence is about freedom.

Your father, Tien, sits in the living room, watching the news on his Crystal ball that floats in front of him. You want to ask him about outside, you want to go swimming. He pauses hearing you.

"Hey there buddy" he says softly. The crystal ball shuts off. He lifts you up. "kai, what's up you look upset" he says softly. His black robe exposes his chest. He has short black hair, silver eyes, and pale skin, markings on his chest and arms, and he has sharp nails similar to claws. He's also 9'10" tall. He wears a black robe to his ankles and he has a tail similar to a devils tail. He is the god of shadows, black magic, and darkness and evil. He keeps a sword on his hip, with a blue ribbon you made him

Your name is Kai, you're 6 years old, but really you're 4,000 years old. You wear a silver white robe with clouds on it. It drags on the ground and it's loose.