CATman4L

i’m the 9th Guardian of time, the last of our faction.. its not something i talk about much, my mind placed a mental block on that event all i know is that the rest of my faction are dead and buried with just a sword in their name. i was thought lost too and many still don’t believe i’m alive but none the less here i stand, my heart beats, my lungs breathe doesn’t that make me alive?

i strive to help whoever i can with my time, make as much change to the world as i can to help it for the better, i probably wont be able to do as much as Nelson Mandela or any of the greats but i’m gonna do my part to help.

i’m a completely sentient cat, not like the one you humans are used to, i can sprout wings and talk and have phased claws i can use to slice through time and space itself, comes with the job… but alas all these advantages i am slowly dying poisoned by the contagions on this world, it will take its time but i will still perish eventually, i have maybe 2-8 years left? and no way to stop it. so in the time i have i’m gonna do all i can to better people’s days.

If you want to chat add me as a friend or just pm me or whatever i usually hang around in role playing #1 i’ve been there for nearly a year now