| Dark Childhood
A young Necron boy wandered the streets of Agina alone. Most people passed him by without so much as a second thought. The young boy gave them more than second thoughts, however. He pickpocketed unsuspecting people and used whatever he stole to keep himself alive.
"Hey, where's my wallet?" The man searched his body his missing wallet, but to no avail. "Sorry...my wallet's gone...darn pickpockets..." The vendor glared. "Get outta here then, and stop wasting my time!"
The man walked away, and passed a young boy, who was grinning. "Hey mister! Nice day today!" The man ignored the boy. The boy walked into an alley. He pulled out a wallet. "Hehehe..." He looked into the man's wallet and found a bundle of crumpled bills.
The boy pulled out the money and counted it. "Man...this isn't gonna be enough..." Gal Konaia, walked casually out of the alley.
Gal was an abandoned child, a Necron. Everywhere he went, all ignored him, except for the select few who shunned him instead. His childhood was dark.
He robbed, stole, scavenged, and did whatever else it took to get food and stay alive. He learned to hate society, life, and all else.
He made a few friends in the thieving business, Rinca and Garo. Together, they made great progress in stealing. They were beginning to collect a small fortune.
However, Gal Konaia was in the thieving business. His friends excluded him, took all the money he had, and left him stranded in to starve in Agina, where he started his poverty.
Gal scraped by for a few years, barely managing to get crumbs of food. Agina was already a poor city, and Gal couldn't steal from anyone with a large amount of pocket money. All those people had left for better places, such as the countries of Piladia and Orcra.
Gal became literate by reading anything he came across. One day, he found a piece of parchment inscribed with Necromancy. He read it, and began to learn of the powers of Necromancy. Gal learned to use the most basic forms of Necromancy, invisibility and illusions.
These new skills aided him in his quest to steal and keep himself alive. A few years following his new found success, he robbed a young girl, who was about his age. Her name was Ilana Agretio.
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