Gixel is a proud devotee of Bahamut, sworn to uphold the morals of goodness and aw, and smite those who would seek to commit acts of evil. That is his purpose in life... or rather it was, until he found him self in Mylk. At first he was just like any other poor soul who found their way to the childish plane. Along with his party members, they made contact with the Toykin and began to look for a way back home. As time went on though, escape seemed less and less likely. Gixel would hold on to hope, but one by one his fellows would lose their drive to continue. Some chose to accept their fate and adapt to their new home, others had the choice made for them, falling prey to some of the creatures of the plane. Gixel eventually found himself on his own, all the while wondering why Bahamut was ignoring his prayers for help. Time would go on, and Gixel become more and more desperate. He would begin lash out at others, especially Toykin, paranoid they would "get him" like the rest of his fellows. Why wasn't Bahamut helping him? Didn't he hear his pleas? Maybe he couldn't? Maybe the "Gods" of this place were messing with his head? Yes... that had to be it. They were trying to drive him mad, just like the others. They were trying to corrupt him, turn him into another diaper brained plaything. Bahamut had sent him here for a reason, to put an end to his evil place, and free the souls within from this terrible fate. This was his mission, his purpose. But he would need help... Thus the Returners would be born. Gixel believe he is working towards the greater good, and has adapted a "ends justify the means" approach for in regards of his mission ton save the Material Plane from Mylk's "corruption"


The leader of the Returners, basically a conspiracy nut with a big ass sword for cutting up plushies.


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