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Born from a noble familie, Charles always had whatever he wanted so he could afford a lot of different studies during his childhood, however, to keep his father's legacy he had to study medicine.
His parents left him their mansion on a little town in Ireland; he now owned his own little hospital established inside his mansion. As a specialist in surgeries and owner of a huge rich, Gibson had enough money to afford expensive machines and travels around the world where he could learn all sort of things. Especially interested in science and the tecnological advances in the world, he began to lock himself up in his own lab, leaving his wife and 9 years old daughter unattended for days; he would be a caring father and a lovely husband 24/7 if it wasn’t for that obsession of his. Gibson was influenciated by alchemy for a while, he even spent 3 years as a single man traveling around europe studying Alchemy and learning form works of alchemists as Nicolas Flamel, Cornelius Agrippa, Paracelsus, and Albertus Magnus; after this he got more into science and the creation of new forms of life and improvement of the body.
One day he went on a trip to Germany. The travel was two week longs so he left both his family and hospital in charge of a friend of him. It was dark and rainy the nigh that he returned, a thunder stroke near to a three passing by and the horses from the carriage he was riding got scared and lost control, both the chauffer and the horses died while rolling down a cliff and only Charles survived. He was in hospital for eight weeks seriously injured; his whole body was full of open wounds, scars, bruises and scratches, but he was alive, he was able to recover after time. Unluckily some of his organs weren’t completely healed and they began to give him problems frequently.
Another year was gone and the man was entirely deteriorated, he could still work in the hospital as good as he was before but it was getting more and more difficult every day. One day, his doctor dropped the bomb. His hearth and lungs were failing and there was no medicine that could help him, he would eventually day in a couple of months or so; his perfect life got crushed in a second…
Then, the man, as innovator as he was, decided something, something crazy, and something no doctor of the time would ever dream about. “My whole body is a piece of garbage right now; I shall get a new one” he thought.
So it began. Again, as he was used, Dr. Charles H. Gibson locked himself in to his lab, no for hours, no for some days, but for five entirely months; her wife gave him food, wine and tobacco for his pipe every time he asked but that was the only contact he ever had with the external world. A monday, Gibson came out of his lab locking like shit, his bear hadn’t be shaved in days, his hair was longer, the rings under his eyes were huge and he was kind of stinky. All excited he ran through the door and yelled something inaudible and then drove his car to town. Her wife of course was astonished, she couldn’t understand what was so important but she wouldn’t dare to get in to his husband lab to find out. An hour later he came back, all shaved out and well dressed and in company of his long time ago friend.
“This guy here is going to move my brain to another body” he said. There was only silence. The whole idea wasn't taken with quite a pleasure. It was impossible! “You’re going to die” shouted his wife. But Gibson wouldn’t listen; he was so blind that he got the procedure done locked in the lab, his daughter and wife were only invited to go inside after an hour of screaming, hitting, an orchestra of estrange and terrifying noises.
The place was plain dark with a little exception, there, in the corner a green glow made the two women look; it was only one man standing. Only his was friend standing. Charles had used his owns friends body to keep himself alive and health, this was surely crazy, that was not like him, it was science talking, standing, settling his glasses and brushing his hair backwards.
“We’re so alike, same body built, come on, I’m still as weird and love full as I was, I’m only younger.”
It was nothing to argue, “You’re a monster now!! I don’t want to see you ever again” When turning around with his girl in hands, Charles’ wife bumped in to a container that fell and crashed, causing a explosion.
They both died that day. Charles only had to fix his body.
After this, the doctor was driven by despair and loneliness to acts of cruelty and murder. He killed and killed people to get matching body part and organs that would fit; he experimented, he repaired, he upgraded his whole body and ended making himself look as he is today. But still, he wasn’t satisfied, this was his body now and it wasn’t functioning as it should be. It took him several weeks to return to his normal thought, he wasn’t that science maniac he turned, but still he had to start looking for help but no one where to give it to him… He had to find a place where he could be of use again.
(I suck at endings, hurr durr )
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Wow, I love the character and the design!