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(I couldn't put his name in title, sorry)

Name: t͡ɕʌ̹ko̞ɾi (Jeokori/저고리)
Age: 2316
Gender: Male
Subspecies: Berseker
Height: 8'10"
Rank: Minor Lord
Weapon: A halberd 8' long named, "Joseon" that he wields only with his left hand
Personality:
    At first he tries to be threatening and cold but nothing can hide his immature attitude. Pouting or throwing mini tantrums at something he doesn't want to do. But like all good soldiers he'll carry out the order with just a sour expression. t͡ɕʌ̹ko̞ɾi isn't very bright, often only thinking with common sense and takes a little while to figure things out; but it's okay, give him time. Due to t͡ɕʌ̹ko̞ri's lack of training his berserker state is easily triggered when caught completely off guard with danger. t͡ɕʌ̹ko̞ɾi is incredibly loyal and trusting of his superiors and comrades, at points even admiring them; throwing his own life in risk for them. Also having a certain amount of pride in being a soldier, having a code of honor that he strictly obeys.
Bio:
    t͡ɕʌ̹ko̞ɾi's parents lived throughout the universe; moving from one planet to another, teaching the ways of the devil until his mother eventually decided to have a child. But t͡ɕʌ̹ko̞ɾi's mother died giving birth to him with no sound from the baby, he had been born mute. So t͡ɕʌ̹koɾi's father took care of him while they traveled for years, trying to continue his wife's work. t͡ɕʌ̹koɾi received little instructions on socializing and being docile before tragedy struck after his father died battling Thrones after a shot that both sides mistook for the other attacking first.
    Orphaned, t͡ɕʌ̹ko̞ɾi was taken by a concubine inquisitor to be cared for. He refused to listen to his first mentor when they attempted to tame his explosive anger, often getting into tantrums and throwing things around when they tried. As he grew and traveled with his guardian, his lack of training and discipline caused disaster after disaster. t͡ɕʌ̹ko̞ɾi couldn't communicate his feelings easily and often didn't even bother. Causing a major problem for bonding with the one who took him in, but they tried their very hardest to protect him despite t͡ɕʌ̹ko̞ɾi's many clear refusals for the affection.
    t͡ɕʌ̹ko̞ɾi was finally taken away when a distress signal was sent from his ship after he went in a rampage and brutally maimed the other inquisitors from a heated argument with his guardian. Immediately, t͡ɕʌ̹ko̞ɾi was forced into extensive training with a strict teacher and mental rehabilitation back on “home world", spending most of his life like that. He only recently learned to control himself and to use telekinesis but his mental state proved promising so they released him from the asylum. He travels with his teacher as an apprentice, but they act more like mother and son; if the mother taught you how to crack someone’s skull open. He bonded with her greatly, admiring and valuing her wisdom more than anything; t͡ɕʌ̹ko̞ɾi even tries to imitate her cold attitude. His eagerness as a student was also caused by his mental state being altered. t͡ɕʌ̹ko̞ɾi’s mentor also reinforced the idea that he must trust a leader’s order, no matter the circumstances.
    Unfortunately, they were separated when she undertakes a mission alone and sends him away to which ever planet nearest that could support life, Earth, to also find a replacement for the time being. He trusts his mentor to return to him and teach him once more, so he doesn't mind too much. t͡ɕʌ̹ko̞ɾi is experimenting with different forms of communication when he arrives and is looking for a substitute teacher.

Extra:
His favorite way of communicating now is to simply write out what he wants to say, which takes a couple minutes. But he does carry around a writing utensil and something to write on everywhere.
The amount of physical contact he does to you can judge how much he likes you. So if he seems to cling to you, take this as a good sign.
He likes almost everything tiny.
His left claws were removed during a con, but bears no resentment towards Fascinator. They are now regrowing.
He exclusively gets his hydration from vegetables, he takes sips of new drinks but that's it

Description

(I couldn't put his name in title, sorry)

Name: t͡ɕʌ̹ko̞ɾi (Jeokori/저고리)
Age: 2316
Gender: Male
Subspecies: Berseker
Height: 8'10"
Rank: Minor Lord
Weapon: A halberd 8' long named, "Joseon" that he wields only with his left hand
Personality:
    At first he tries to be threatening and cold but nothing can hide his immature attitude. Pouting or throwing mini tantrums at something he doesn't want to do. But like all good soldiers he'll carry out the order with just a sour expression. t͡ɕʌ̹ko̞ɾi isn't very bright, often only thinking with common sense and takes a little while to figure things out; but it's okay, give him time. Due to t͡ɕʌ̹ko̞ri's lack of training his berserker state is easily triggered when caught completely off guard with danger. t͡ɕʌ̹ko̞ɾi is incredibly loyal and trusting of his superiors and comrades, at points even admiring them; throwing his own life in risk for them. Also having a certain amount of pride in being a soldier, having a code of honor that he strictly obeys.
Bio:
    t͡ɕʌ̹ko̞ɾi's parents lived throughout the universe; moving from one planet to another, teaching the ways of the devil until his mother eventually decided to have a child. But t͡ɕʌ̹ko̞ɾi's mother died giving birth to him with no sound from the baby, he had been born mute. So t͡ɕʌ̹koɾi's father took care of him while they traveled for years, trying to continue his wife's work. t͡ɕʌ̹koɾi received little instructions on socializing and being docile before tragedy struck after his father died battling Thrones after a shot that both sides mistook for the other attacking first.
    Orphaned, t͡ɕʌ̹ko̞ɾi was taken by a concubine inquisitor to be cared for. He refused to listen to his first mentor when they attempted to tame his explosive anger, often getting into tantrums and throwing things around when they tried. As he grew and traveled with his guardian, his lack of training and discipline caused disaster after disaster. t͡ɕʌ̹ko̞ɾi couldn't communicate his feelings easily and often didn't even bother. Causing a major problem for bonding with the one who took him in, but they tried their very hardest to protect him despite t͡ɕʌ̹ko̞ɾi's many clear refusals for the affection.
    t͡ɕʌ̹ko̞ɾi was finally taken away when a distress signal was sent from his ship after he went in a rampage and brutally maimed the other inquisitors from a heated argument with his guardian. Immediately, t͡ɕʌ̹ko̞ɾi was forced into extensive training with a strict teacher and mental rehabilitation back on “home world", spending most of his life like that. He only recently learned to control himself and to use telekinesis but his mental state proved promising so they released him from the asylum. He travels with his teacher as an apprentice, but they act more like mother and son; if the mother taught you how to crack someone’s skull open. He bonded with her greatly, admiring and valuing her wisdom more than anything; t͡ɕʌ̹ko̞ɾi even tries to imitate her cold attitude. His eagerness as a student was also caused by his mental state being altered. t͡ɕʌ̹ko̞ɾi’s mentor also reinforced the idea that he must trust a leader’s order, no matter the circumstances.
    Unfortunately, they were separated when she undertakes a mission alone and sends him away to which ever planet nearest that could support life, Earth, to also find a replacement for the time being. He trusts his mentor to return to him and teach him once more, so he doesn't mind too much. t͡ɕʌ̹ko̞ɾi is experimenting with different forms of communication when he arrives and is looking for a substitute teacher.

Extra:
His favorite way of communicating now is to simply write out what he wants to say, which takes a couple minutes. But he does carry around a writing utensil and something to write on everywhere.
The amount of physical contact he does to you can judge how much he likes you. So if he seems to cling to you, take this as a good sign.
He likes almost everything tiny.
His left claws were removed during a con, but bears no resentment towards Fascinator. They are now regrowing.
He exclusively gets his hydration from vegetables, he takes sips of new drinks but that's it