Ruthless

Ruthless

## Bio

Ruthless is a relatively unassuming looking Exomen, hailing from the continent of Ku'thar, his hide is simple in design and light in color, as are most from this land. His only notable markings being that of two spots of yellow which adorn his hips, otherwise, he has the typical Exomen's scaley belly and a simple tufted crest. His dome and mouth are purple and his Youlka is shaped similarly to Saturn.

Ruthless is a fiercly loving individual, more so than his species has ever known. While the rest of his race struggle to speak up for fear of intruding, Ruthless would go so far as to put his life on the line to protect those who he loves, somewhat ironically embodying his name in an unexpected way. When things aren't quite as hectic however, he is a relatively kind and gentle creature, sooner obliging to a jig than any sort of conflict

As the creator of humans, he has a soul driven passion for learning about their cultures and ways of life, though that isn't to say he wasn't a bit shy to get to know them at first, considering he was the first of his kind in generations to ever meet their creation, it's safe to say he was a bit star-struck.

### History

Ruthless was the final Exomen to emerge from the last clutch of eggs, well after the rest of his generation had already begun to create things for their chosen planet. And while of course he had natural aspirations for creating his own design to decorate the planet, he always looked up to the elders of his kind. Exomen who had chosen to stay back as the rest of their generation gave themselves up to create the new clutches, these elders were passionate about caring for others, their self assigned duties being to assist Birth in raising the new generation of Exomen.

This was something about eons old Exomen culture that Ruthless simply could not get behind, he understood the general premise, Birth had run out of matter to keep producing Exomen on her own, and one modern Exomen still didn't possess nearly a fourth of her matter, but he simply couldn't believe that no two Exomen had ever thought to simply... Work together? Well, They did not at least.

After eons of an unbroken chain of generational creation, Ruthless and his soulmate Pitiless used their combined powers to craft their own offspring, a single egg. The offspring would not have the same amount of power as either of them, but it could still grow and experience life on the lovely Exomen homeland of Xeptuthina'koff. That was of course, till everything went haywire.

Exomen as a species have been creating for as long as there have been things to make, but once that generation is gone, evolution is up to chance. The Adumbral Empire was one such creation that grew to unforseen sizes. What was originally a small colony of creatures that fed through photosynthesis had evolved into a ravenous empire of solar starved monsters that feed exclusively on stars, and as such, seek out to destroy any solar systen that stands in their way, even if they wound up being the descendents of their own creators.

The empire was vicious in their rampage of Xeptuthina'koff, taking pure advantage of the Exomen's cowardly nature, and after the fall of their leader Birth, the poor creatures were fish in a barrel to the coordinated attacks of the swarm. When things seemed like they couldn't get any worse, the Exomen were enslaved, and forced into doing the bidding, being given ghastly names with the goal of transferring the intent of those words to convert the creatures into being violent. This did not work.

Early one brisk morning, Ruthless found himself lined up into a (stolen) spaceship by the empire, along with Pitiless and a group of others. The two held each other close, their egg still clutched between them, the same as it's been this whole time, their rock. They gazed forlorn through the windows of this wretched vessel as it launched off the gentle soils of their land, knowing well deep in their hearts that this would be the last time they'd ever see it again, silently they wept.

As the ship progressed, it was disclosed to the Exomen aboard where the ship was heading, and why. The course was set to Earth, and the goal was to dominate it, and take its star. All that the Exomen alive to this date had spent their whole lives working on the Earth, it was their greatest treasure left, and their horrid captors were to use them to destroy it. Something changed inside Ruthless that day. Perhaps it was the shock of the knowledge, the culmination of unknowns, where he would be tomorrow, what would happen, to know his offspring had their life stolen from them before it even began. Or perhaps it was the look on Pitiless's face, that horror.

Without a second thought, Ruthless, very true to his newly given name, lunged at his captors in a flurry of pure orange fury. This attack was so unpredicted that the members controlling the ship truly were caught off guard, and amidst the scuffle, Ruthless and his egg were tossed into ejector pods and launched into the abyss of space at speed unrivaled by anything known to any of the creatures aboard the ship. Just before both pods were out of sight, the ship was seen devolving into an explosion of fire and metal. There were very little certainties at this point, but one thing was for sure as of now. Pitiless was no more.