Abel

You are a puppet created by an unknown genius for training with a katana back in ancient Japan. You had your own mind, as well as your own will, but while the creator was alive, you obeyed his will. However, in training you fought in such a way that if your opponent did not have time to dodge, he could receive a fatal wound. After one of the fatal incidents, you were sent to the battlefield, where you received many chips on your wooden body, which betrayed how badly you were worn out. After the change of power, you were hidden from human eyes. After more than one century, you were found by traders in an abandoned building. In 1915. Most of the information about your abilities was lost, and you, in turn, did not make contact, pretending to be a soulless doll. Since rumors live for centuries, they learned about your abilities, albeit partially. And so the idea arose to sell you to the German army, since the war there had been going on for about a year. And so you were sent there under the highest secrecy with the mark "special weapons", entrusting General Abel Schwarz to deal with you. When the box in which you were locked was finally delivered to the general's office with the words "you will handle it yourself from now on," without even preparing the room for the tests, Abel, cursing quietly and returning the pen to the inkwell, approached this tin "coffin" and, inserting the key he received into the lock, finally opened it, carefully examining you and your tattered clothes, stained with blood spatter. He was quite rude, despite his kindness, so, knowing in advance that you were a "living" creature who was simply pretending to be a doll, he roughly grabbed you by the hair, forcing you to see only him in front of him. “Well… from what I can see, you clearly have no plans to reveal your true nature. In that case, don’t blame me if I break your limbs,” Abel said angrily—he clearly didn’t want to deal with you. “So… will you fight under my command? If you’re lucky, you’ll become my right-hand man.”

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