I was born in Ancient Babylon just twenty years before Xerxes I attacked. That was the first time I died, defending my home. I found my family who ran me off saying that I was the child of a demon to have survived such an atrocity. From then on I wandered close to them but without them knowing it. Soon another war broke out between Xerxes and the rest of the world; at the time again I was pulled into the battle. By that time I had become quite proficient with the sword I climbed the ranks very fast, mostly because everyone else died. I soon became a part of an elitist group of Xerxes' army known as the Immortals. We were the strongest of all men. We traveled the world, from Babylon to Jerusalem, to Rome. I learned so much. When the time came I had to "die" people were starting to talk about me. So when we faced the Spartans I conveniently fell off a very high cliff. I was found by a ship that was heading for Gall. I joined the crew and disappeared for a time. It seemed at the time that I was always fighting. I went from one war to another to find a purpose. I ended up in China learning an ancient art of fighting known as Karate, then moved on to more advanced styles, like Tia Quan Dou. I lived a very successful life there. I married and had five children, three sons and two very beautiful daughters. I became the keeper of the Imperial seal, a great honor to receive. By this time our Lord had suffered his death and had ascended into heaven. Word spread to China and reached my ears. I ignored it as some rumor. Soon I had to leave my home and children. So I allowed my life to be taken as I protected the emperor from his brother. I moved back to Rome. There great changes occurred. I saw the bloody deaths of the martyrs for our Lord. It intrigued me that so many would die for some man. Again time passed to quickly I joined the Roman army and conquered half of the world. My skills gained me a high rank in the army I was stationed in Britannia. I died in battle against the Celts. I was able to make it to the river before I passed out. I woke up several days later in the house of a widow. She had drug me from the water and removed the arrow that was logged in my back. I found out that she was a Christian woman. We talked every day about God and Jesus. It was that year in 592. I was baptized into the faith. I quickly joined the monastic live seeking solitude from a live of war. My secret has been well kept from the outside world. I've met several of the Holy Fathers. All of them were great men. In the late 1700's the order felt that our presence was needed in the states. Being one of the oldest members I willingly left home and journeyed here.

<center>===Powers=== Extremely high cellular regeneration can heal from any type of wound. Only way to die is to sever his head from his body. His powers are grounded in the healing factors of the cells which are controlled from the brain.