Arakis Thuun

## Not all is lost...

### His story-

Arakis was once a family man living in a fishing village on the coast of his homeland.  He adopted 2 sons (Akary and Arkrinis) and 1 daughter (Dramora) with his Husband (Kronan). But before Arakis met Kronan he was a very reserved pessimist, and Kronan was an outgoing optimist. They worked as fishermen on the same Vessel for 2 years before even speaking a word to one another.  Then one day out of the blue Kronan introduced himself to Arakis and complimented his eyes, but it was to no avail; Arakis gave him a dirty look and turned the other way.  He had never been treated that way before.  No one ever gave him the time of day because they all thought he was as miserable as he looked.  So Kronan walked away.  Thankfully the following day he came back and complimented him again.  It took 2 more weeks of compliments for Arakis to say something in return, but once he did Kronan knew he had hooked him.  Day after day they talked and talked, from small talk to deep conversations.  Arakis began to realize he was falling for Kronan… and so he did.   They dated for a while but after 15 years they were happily married together and adopted 3 children.

Then on a day like no other, Arakis and his family sat by their fireplace and played their weekly board games until a bone shattering earthquake brought their home down on top of them.  Arakis was knocked unconscious but when he awoke, the silence he heard was terrifying.  He pushed the rubble off of himself and called out for his Kronan and children, but no response.  He couldn’t see his family.  He yelled this time, “Kronan!” and still no response.  He walked out of the rubble to find every home in his neighborhood destroyed.  The sight of it all sent chills down his spine. He turned back to his home screaming for his family; “KRONAN… DRAMORA… AKRINIS… AKARY!!”, until he heard a noise, a whimpering of sorts.  It was Dramora, pinned under the rubble calling for her dad.  Arakis ran to her and immediately tried to lift the rubble off, but it was too heavy. He screamed for help, but no one came. He pushed and pushed but the rubble wouldn’t budge.  No matter what he did he couldn’t free his daughter.  Dramora looked up at her father and whispered, “It’s okay daddy, I love you” and with that an aftershock hit.  Arakis was knocked unconscious again.  When he awoke, he was being pulled out of the rubble by an unknown figure.  He eventually gained full consciousness and noticed it was his son Akrinis. The relief that came over him was immense.  He hugged him with every ounce of strength he had left, but then Akrinis whispered in his ear, “I’m sorry dad, I couldn’t save them”.  Kronan, Akary, and Dramora were killed in the aftershock.  Arakis was devastated, he fell to his knees screaming at the world.  His family was taken from him.  Akrinis had never seen his father like this, it worried him.  He went to his dad and comforted him.  Arakis realized he needed to be strong too, the entire world was hurting, and it was just his son and him together.

The two of them eventually made it to a sanctuary built by the military where they tried their best to survive.  As the days passed without any sort of electricity or functioning society, things began to change.  People began to change.  Arakis and Akrinis closed themselves off from the sanctuary to protect each other.  But Arakis noticed something off about Akrinis, he was changing.  While some people were mostly still themselves after their change, Arakis feared this was different.  Akrinis’ skin began to chip off like paint.  His eyes had glazed over and gone white.  He became hostile.  He lunged at his own father with a starving look on his face.  Arakis screamed, “AKRINIS NO, IT’S ME!”. But it was like Akrinis wasn’t there, Arakis couldn’t even recognize his own son.  He fought him off, but Akrinis was persistent.  He kept lunging for his father trying to eat him.  Arakis dreadfully realized what he had to do.

A couple days passed, Arakis was broken.  He had no one left.  His life and world were stripped from him.  The depression consumed him.  At the military sanctuary he was staying at he remembered there was a radio tower.  The loss of his family had brought him to the brink, so he climbed it…  Once at the top he whispered to himself, “I’m sorry my loves, I will be with you soon” he closed his eyes and jumped.

\*KABOOOOM!!!!!\*

Arakis had crashed into the ground creating an explosion.  The surrounding bystanders were obliterated… He looked down into the reflection of the red puddle beneath him and screamed.  He was huge, roughly double in size.  He was hideous and horrified of himself.  He just lost the last member of his family and now he is burdened with this.

He left the sanctuary and headed for the mountains.  He managed to scrap together a small camp for himself.  Arakis survived for a little while until one night a herd of zombies had broken through his borders.  He was scared and didn’t know what to do. So, he ran.  He ran and ran bringing himself to the brink of starvation, but then he saw it, A familiar glow of light on the horizon.  It was people!  Good people, ones who immediately accepted him and his new size because they were just like him, changed. This new society he had discovered was born in this new world of people. A new world of hope.

More days passed and Arakis was fitting in nicely.  He had built a home for himself in this new world.  He tends to his farms daily and has even taken up jobs from the other town members.  But every waking moment he is tortured by the loss of his family.  He doesn’t think he will ever stop mourning.  But then one evening after tending to his cows he heard a very quiet knock on the door… A small voice spoke from the other side…

“Dad?”

**To be continued in the story of Akary Thuun**

## Personality and Appearance-

As a Giant, Arakis is 12 feet tall (4 blocks). His skin is as blue as ice and hair like snow. The Aberration mutated him from a pale skinned average heighted man to what he is now. Despite his hostile appearance he is quite kind. Not often partaking in combat or hunting, Arakis farms for food in order to survive. He was a broken man who had some pieces returned to him. Arakis only wants to be accepted for what the world turned him into. If he can have that, he has peace.