Max Anshul

=Who is Max?=
Max formerly served the Waifuwehr of the Federal Republic of Germany as an NCO of the Sanitätsdienst.
=Max's Backstory=
Once upon a time a boy was born and given the Max on the 20th of January during the first eclipse of the 2000's. Max was born descent to do great things for people all over the world and his mother being a strong believer in god and all things holy knew that her boy very special like no child before.
At a young age Max was raised religious and with manors of high society, with all respect for god and always praying in good faith knowing everything had has its reasons for greatness to come fourth ten folds. but as the world became more clear to the young Max he realized the best way to show good and keep evil at bay would not be in the church, but at the front lines, saving the weak and fellow minded, whilst fighting evildoers all over the world and what better place to fight evil then in the Waifuwehr!
In the beginning he wasn't the most comfortable learning to kill, but got used to the ideas whilst training and getting encouragement by the soldiers that the idea of killing needs a justification so nothing is senseless in the art of war. The idea stuck with max, he got a bigger interest but staying true to his faith in god and the holy spirit.
Though that changed one day when a terrible turn of fate took a hold of max, kidnapped on his way home from the barracks, knocked out and dragged to an unknown location and experimented on, the torture of getting stung by needles and drugged up with chemicals, not able to scream or fight back and used upon by this evil man. 
Max got horrible mutations to grow on his body, like his genes getting spliced with animalistic parts, first sharper teeth like a dog, fangs almost, with the pain and small ringing coming from the ear attached, then a second one and a third... each time more pain endured, strapped to a table, unable to move an inch, repeating the name given, 311. 
But as the pain became the same over and over and the humming of a chilling melody from the evil man, only mentioning the name 311, "311 you are going to be my fine creation! such a adaptive body shouldn't be wasted as a target for the military, no no... only in special care with me, are you safe... hums my 311" at some point 311's brain broke, forgetting everything nice, only horrors in his mind remained with the idea that no one should feel this... pain! forgetting the faces of fellow enlisted, only remembering that classic pattern of green, darker green, black, then back to dark green back to green.
He kept remembering the colors of the rank as a way to forget the pain, "RED" he always tried to muffle through the tears: "red is for general, don't forget it enlisted" "Look at my shoulder, what am I?" - "I'm a Major, not a General, don't forget it!" remembering ranks, reliving the memories of injuries thinking about them while feeling the pain that followed with the long nights of complete silence and darkness, alone unable to do anything but muffle the only melody the evil man kept humming.
Fear what would happened next kept 311 up most nights, the idea that he would get cut in again with the scalpel made him wake up at night when he fell asleep from exhaustion. sheer panic occurred every time the lights came on and understanding that it was a new day, thought he had been there for too long to remember what day it was, but before every session he would write down notes, before and after operations, but max fearing what could be to see how long it took him to write down, only waiting the torture to start and extreme anxiety overwhelming him as he started to sweat every time.
One day the doctor didn't come and hunger settled in, a factor that had only been a problem in short breaks like it was routine, but today was different, fearing what could come max could only breath heavily in as his ears itching like they were a part of him now, able to ear footsteps from the upstairs, but there were quite a few this time, someone to help? the day went by and in the early morning next day the man came down like he was in a hurry, ripping specific papers out of the notes and stuffing them under 311 and saying "keep these as a reminder of who you are my dear 311" while staring 311 deep in the eyes in a obsessed way. 
He quickly ran up the stairs turning the lights off, never to be seen again and a while later, a big bang on the door upstairs, footsteps charging in and windows being smashed, eventually the hatch is opened and armed forces charge down clearing the room 311 was held in. 311 barely able to turn his head sees a soldier, notices the pattern and iron cross, like a flashback he understood who they were and everything snapped back, the wounds from his fellow enlisted and the death all around him. 
The exact setup of the medical bag, every uniforms setup, but no faces to remember. one of the soldiers picked him up and carried him out of the room, some wounds still on his head, but getting out of the cellar, feeling the air on his body again and the wind in his now short hair filled his mind with flashbacks of sun, beaches and a desert. as he was out, carried to a ambulance and taken away he could only think of the torture he had been through, how long had it been? why was the only thing he could remember 311? 
311 was taken to a hospital and got treatment for his injuries, the doctors said his newly gained ears were a permeant feature now as it was connected to him throughout his skull down to his hearing canal, working though a few flaws, reports of ringing was a slight problem but something that 311 now had to live with for the rest of his life. the following weeks 311 recovered fast and was fearing of everyone, only knowing one place cemented into his mind, the Waifuwehr, he kept asking to be brought back to his original barracks because he kept repeating "I remember what to do!
I want to go back to that place, it is where I am safe." following the release of max after some unsuccessful therapy sessions with normal therapists, 311 was at last released to the care of the Waifuwehr when being deemed stable enough re-enlist to his former rank and continue his service with the Waifuwehr but with the help from Sophia Alex Eisend, he got a new identity as Max Anshul and a newfound energy for life as a medic in the Waifuwehr.
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