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[spoili]Ever since he knew, Maximus found it thrilling that there was another world, another dimension similar yet worlds apart from his own. A quaint place called Earth. Though it was different with its variety of animals, plants, and people, Earth was similar in the fact that it's inhabitants waged wars on different 'races' of people. Maximus never understood why humans (that was the name of Earth's dominant species) called other humans a different race. When humans said that, it only referred to skin color, eye shape, hair color, and culture. To Maximus' species, the Fae, different races certainly were just that: different. All humans, no matter what 'race', bled the same blood, had the same weaknesses, had the same physical bodily and physical needs. The different races of the Fae were different in many extremes. Some took a similar form, what would be known to Earthlings as 'humanoid', much like Maximus. Others, like the fauns, harpies, Godlings... they looked much different, acted much different, and had different physical traits. Others, like faeries, daedra, or incubi looked the same, except for minor differences such as wings for faeries, or 'demonic' traits for daedra. The incubus (or succubus for the females) looked much like humans, in fact, a human wouldn't be able to see a difference, but one thing never changed: this race was always very attractive. This helped them to achieve their needs; to thrive off of sexual energy.
Maximus belonged to that race; the race of the incubus. He was the son of a wealthy father and a well known military leader. In this world, anyone could join the military, but only the best nobles could join elite forces. Maximus decided to follow in his father's footsteps and join the military, training for a very long time, learning his limits and the extent of his powers. He joined the elite forces, and was boosted up to the top tier of elite forces in the rank of assassins. At this time, his kingdom was at peace, and he wasn't needed. He left his home and went to Earth, through the tear of dimensions that only privileged Fae could go through.
Entering the human world wasn't very intimidating for most Fae. A great deal of researchers had been there before to learn of them and their culture, and these things had been taught in the schools and colleges for the Fae to learn. In grade school, it was required that every student learn three languages of the humankind. These were set as English, Spanish, and French. They were easy for the Fae to learn, as they saw the language as simple and easy compared to their own. All Fae shared one language, and it always boggled them how a species such as the humans, who seemed all very similar, would have so many different ways to communicate.
Upon entering the human world, Maximus smiled, excited about living among them. He had been here a handful of times with his father, though only for very short periods of time. A few hours, a day at most. This time, he wanted to spend more time, and really get a feel for human life. He appeared in America, as the certain tear in his world would lead him. He appeared in the large field; a park, he had been told this was. Eagerly, he began to walk around. He blended in perfectly fine; when humans looked at him, they saw a handsome man in his early twenties. He was tall, fit, and graceful as he walked about. He looked at the trees, the benches, the strange, fat, gray birds that cooed and pecked at the ground. Maximus looked at the humans chatting, jogging, walking their dogs, playing with a disk that they would toss in the air from one human to the other (Frisbee) and he looked at the old women on a bench, feeding a fat bird some breadcrumbs.
He took his little walk further, coming across small tables with two chairs facing one another. On the tables were little checkered boards with oddly shaped, tiny statues on them. Maximus approached, taking one of the pieces and inspecting it closely.
"Do you know how to play, son?" Came a voice. Maximus glanced up, setting the piece down and shaking his head. "It's a game?" The human was an elderly man with a polite smile. He approached Maximus and nodded, "It's called chess. It's a strategic game; each piece on the board can move a special way. The objective is putting the king into a 'checkmate'." Maximus smiled slightly, and the human smiled back, "Would you like to play?"[/spoili]