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Gàxareh was born in a wealthy and powerful family, that had inherited the power of light magic. He had a mostly easy and enjoyable youth, his every need attended to by the family servants, that were well respected and cared for. He spent the vast majority of his time learning about the family powers, learning to control his own electric blue light, and enjoying the immediate surroundings of their home; a huge, hollow tree.

It was only later that he learned of the world beyond their small forest, where the creatures were far less well-off. He learned that much of the plentiful amounts of food at home came from there, and the hunters there just had to offer up most of their hard-earned meals to his family.
The first time he went beyond their small forest, he was alone. Oblivious to the power his family had over the rest of the country, he decided to explore 'the world'. When he spotted some of the locals far from their hollow tree, and tried to approach them, they cursed him and ran, quickly hiding baskets of freshly picked berries. To his surprise, none of them were wearing jewelry like everyone did at home. Many looked like they hadn't eaten enough for days, like when a family member was sick and refused to eat. Having a keen mind, it did not take long for him to get a grasp of the situation. He felt a small pang of guilt in his chest.

When he asked around at home, most of the answers he got were either vague or avoidant. Some said this was simply the way things were- he'd just have to accept it and enjoy his life. Not satisfied with their answers, he started thinking about how he could make things fairer. However, he soon realised he wasn't really willing to give up his life of luxury, and probably not help any of the locals out there by only making a personal sacrifice. Feeling powerless on his own and not supported by his family, he started becoming more withdrawn, and an ever present sadness had him in its grasp. Being unable to live a life of only sadness, he started looking for other ways to enjoy his life, and find beauty in the world. He liked seeing the beauty in things. He loved his attire, the colour of his magic. His life became a little better, but he had not forgotten about the ones who were out there.

During family parties, he often snuck out a basket or two of the berries, to fly them back to their rightful owners. His family would never notice the small loss- they would not even notice his absence. It was a small gesture, but it was noticed and appreciated, and his appearance was starting to get recognized beyond the border. For now, this relieved his feelings of guilt, but he knew that eventually, things would change. One day, his family would notice, and he'd have to make a choice. He was afraid.

My first new OC in 5 years, haha. I just loved him too much.

Description
NEW REFERENCE SHEET:

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Gàxareh was born in a wealthy and powerful family, that had inherited the power of light magic. He had a mostly easy and enjoyable youth, his every need attended to by the family servants, that were well respected and cared for. He spent the vast majority of his time learning about the family powers, learning to control his own electric blue light, and enjoying the immediate surroundings of their home; a huge, hollow tree.

It was only later that he learned of the world beyond their small forest, where the creatures were far less well-off. He learned that much of the plentiful amounts of food at home came from there, and the hunters there just had to offer up most of their hard-earned meals to his family.
The first time he went beyond their small forest, he was alone. Oblivious to the power his family had over the rest of the country, he decided to explore 'the world'. When he spotted some of the locals far from their hollow tree, and tried to approach them, they cursed him and ran, quickly hiding baskets of freshly picked berries. To his surprise, none of them were wearing jewelry like everyone did at home. Many looked like they hadn't eaten enough for days, like when a family member was sick and refused to eat. Having a keen mind, it did not take long for him to get a grasp of the situation. He felt a small pang of guilt in his chest.

When he asked around at home, most of the answers he got were either vague or avoidant. Some said this was simply the way things were- he'd just have to accept it and enjoy his life. Not satisfied with their answers, he started thinking about how he could make things fairer. However, he soon realised he wasn't really willing to give up his life of luxury, and probably not help any of the locals out there by only making a personal sacrifice. Feeling powerless on his own and not supported by his family, he started becoming more withdrawn, and an ever present sadness had him in its grasp. Being unable to live a life of only sadness, he started looking for other ways to enjoy his life, and find beauty in the world. He liked seeing the beauty in things. He loved his attire, the colour of his magic. His life became a little better, but he had not forgotten about the ones who were out there.

During family parties, he often snuck out a basket or two of the berries, to fly them back to their rightful owners. His family would never notice the small loss- they would not even notice his absence. It was a small gesture, but it was noticed and appreciated, and his appearance was starting to get recognized beyond the border. For now, this relieved his feelings of guilt, but he knew that eventually, things would change. One day, his family would notice, and he'd have to make a choice. He was afraid.

My first new OC in 5 years, haha. I just loved him too much.