Wes is one of the prime example of perfection throughout the history of the human, daemonic, or angelic race. Often confused as a born again messiah in various religions, and several times mistaken for a god itself, Wes has shown the greatness of such beings. Legends have been written of the great feats he has accomplished, the torments he’s endured, and the trials of death he has overcome. Tales of the great things he’s done if exchange for nothing more than a simple thanks, which was still more than he asked. A constellation dedicated to him, it is often depicted as a young man holding a sword of righteousness in one hand with evil (usually shown as a great demon) at bay, and protecting a young child, also standing on a bed of hot coals, and lightning trying to strike him. And great poisonous snakes coiled around his legs. Also known as the guarding constellation.

He was born in Richmond, Virginia, under the guise of a normal family, though it is little known that his parents were daemons from one of the furthest regions of hell. The spawn of Lissa Dickerson (currently under the alias of Lissa Peak) and Ken Dickerson. Raised under the cruel practices of Ken and Lissa, he underwent some of the torments children don’t even hear about because of child abuse laws. At the age of five, he was shipped to Norwalk, Iowa, a colony and breeding ground for the armies of Hades. Wes learned at a young age that he would be a great leader one day, but the choice was up to him whether it would be to lead said armies to victory and peace, or to the apocalypse and total chaos.

Raised with offspring of other daemons, ghouls, and foul beasts of unimaginable horror, Wes did his best to keep his head down through his first years of school, only speaking out when time needed his attention. As a future leader, he found that if he played dumb, then higher powers might underestimate him and accept him as a puppet, thereby gaining him access to higher levels, and giving him the opportunities he needed to choose the sided for the future battles that he had been prophesied as a key role. As stated, he kept his head down until in the latter years of training, he met upon his team, the ones he had hoped would be by his side in victory. Greg, Josh, Adam. Also, a side contact, Jake, which he kept as a separate advisor, as he thought his would be crucial, and didn’t want the other three to taint his opinions. As life progressed Wes got his first job carrying stones upon his back in the blazing heat and whippings of his masters. This lasted for several months until they were so fed up with him because of his constant ability to work without complaint, and got bored and threw him away. He sought a new job and found it as Scotts, the hell of grocery stores. Here he was forced to labor under the poor wages and beating of the employers, moving boxes, dealing with the snarls of the customers and commanded to do the most gruesome things. It was all he could do to keep on working, when finally he took up his courage and ran. He never heard from that store again, and neither did he mind. For several months he wandered about, in search of a way to make a measly payment, to forward to his coming day. Finally, a small calling came, when a major daemon conglomerate moved into town to set up their wares and ravage the salaries of the lesser horrors. Behold, McDonalds, and Wes saw the opportunity to work there and examine how such an empire could exist and function. Though it was against his personal and secret belief that such a corporations should continue living, he took the job and saved. Undergoing the worst kinds of punishment, and slaving over hot grills, getting burns and forced to clean up the refuse of the daemons that came and went with his own toothbrush, Wes showed the most strength yet and pushed forward. When all hope was lost though, he finally took what little pittance of money he had, and his advisors Adam and Josh, left to the coast. In California, he was able to se the lives of the other side of the world. While seeing the normal familiar creatures from home, he also saw that there were things less wretched then the monsters he new. Angels, fairies and druids walked free, tormented by the daemons but perservering much like himself. Though he knew he could never become an angel or a creature of pure good, he saw that it did exist and that maybe he could find something greater still. That was when his vision came to him.

Upon returning home, he was rendered clean of his dreams, and shunted back into reality. McDonalds had left him abandoned, but a new and larger corporation had found him. EDS, a military of mercenaries working for other daemons, to create a massive market. Wes saw the evil pouring from such places, but had learned to accept it. There he served in the slave labors of other daemons, doing the biding of them to fix their methods of communications. But, in return he met his newest advisor, who would have been one of the greatest, but was stolen by the luring temptations of a succubus. His soul lost, and his closest advisors slowly being taken over by the corruptions of the daemons, Wes was all but hopeless. But Wes is the icon for perseverance, to keep on keeping on. He will never fade, never quit. A beacon of hope in world without, he will rise from the ashes of this confused world and set order.

His vision came, declaring that he well lead the revolution, that people will come to know his name, whether good or evil. Vague as it was, He becomes even more vague telling of it, as if there’s more to it than he would like to share. But deep down, anybody who listens to his tale, knows that he will be something great, that he will transcend levels of good and evil and find something higher.