A good man with some evil and an evil man with only evil.

Back Story

There is a legend of a man, a rich man who tries to be a good person. Though the man himself is not a bad person, there are times where the man feels the urge to perform horrible acts. A good man who has evil inside like any other person.

But this man however sometimes cannot control the urges of that the evil within him. Sometimes he manages to fight back those urges by witnessing other horrible acts. A disturbing sight to see a respectable gentleman, a doctor no less, at a crime scene with a smile on his face or at an excecution calling the loudest among the crowd for the head of the criminal to be cut off.

But even then these urges became unbearable, even with the methods to surpress them the urges continue to grow.

So the man devised a way to act on these urges, at first he comitted small crimes while under an alias. He would attack others in the dead of night, relishing the thrill, but never enough to fatally harm another. He would steal and rob, but never enough to harm another person's business. A good scare to others, but withing the limits a person would expect.

Soon however the urges became more and more bloody, and one day the man seemingly lost control of himself and performed horrible acts that he would never even think about. When he regained control of himself, people simply could not believe that he could have performed the act that he did when he lost control of his body.

Even he couldn't believe that he could do such a thing.

So the man worked hard to fight a way to separate this evil side of himself, to rid of his psyche of his hidden psychopath. He held back on his urges, even as they grew so that he could finally create something to separate good from evil.

He had worked, a potion was created where his evil side was gone from his good side.

But that begets the question that he had ignored the entire time while he was making that potion.

'If one manages to separate good from evil, then what happens to the evil?'

Now the man lives with the constant reminder that his other side could take control over him at any moment and perform horrible acts that he could never dream off.

Because while he is a good person who has evil inside him, his other side only has evil inside of him.

A man of science that was sometimes plague by an unhealty urge to commit evil acts. Though not evil himself, he tried to find someway to separate from his evil side. This only managed to work half way, as while he was separated from his evil side, his evil side grew a personality of his own and could take over his body at any moment and perform dastardly acts.

He now desperately tries to find a way to cure himself of his own foolishness, but until he can he can only write what happens to him to explain should he die before he finds a cure.

Name: Dr. Henry Jekyll/Mr. Edward Hyde

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Occupation: Doctor, man of science

Likes: Science (Jekyll)/Causing pain to other (Hyde)

Dislikes: His evil self (Jekyll)/His good self (Hyde)

Hobby: The occasional guilty pleasure (Jekyll)/Commiting acts of evil (Hyde)

Hair: Dark Brown

Eyes: Dark Brown

Height: 5 foot 10 inches

A simple man who simply wanted to indulge in some of his more questionable acts, some of which are morally frown upon by others. Despite this the man simply cannot stand the urges and still commits some of the atroities that he wished to do. What started out small, all hidden under an alias, became more and more dangerous until at one point he had performed deeds that he would never dream of.

Frightened by this change the man tried to find some way to prevent this from happening, and came up with a potion to separate good from evil. The potion was a success and the man found out that his evil had been separated.

But what he didn't expect was for the evil to come alive and form another personality within himself, and the evil still wishes to indulge in the horrifying atrocities that his good side wanted to do.

Now trying to find a permanent cure to this condition he finds in more and more absurd locations so that he may fix himself from his own self inflicted curse.

Prologue

People moved out of the way as the rather dirtily dressed man stumbled through the streets, words like 'Drunkard' and 'Homeless' were thrown his way. Despite that the man simply kept moving forward at a panicked pace.

Clutched in one hand was a bottle, one that was almost empty. The man stopped suddenly, he stood still before hunching forward. He suddenly threw his head back before he shoved the bottled in his mouth and drank what little liquid remained in the bottle.

More and more disapproving glares were thrown his way.

"A cure, I need to find one" the man mumbled as he kept moving. When people stopped moving past him he shoved them aside, eyes wide and frantic as his pace grew faster and faster. Until finally he was stopped by a guard.

He stared at the armored figure, before he went to their neck. The flesh exposed, for all to see, it was open for everyone to see. It was so close and it was so...

Vulnerable.

In a moment, the man changed. From frantic his eyes grew wild and frenzied. In a moment the man leaped forward and wrapped his hands around the exposed neck while a grin stretched across his face.

A blow shook him off, and the next moment he was staring at a warrior standing tall and looking at him with disapproval. The changed man let out a wild cackle, he focused his wild gaze at the female warrior that stood in his way.

Will she prevail over this maniac, or will he managed to act on his blood lust?

They won't know until they fight.