Just call me Mal...
Full Name: Dean Theodore Malcolm Larkin
Date of Birth: ? (Not relevant, he looks to be in his mid-30's)
Place of Birth: Earth 3624
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 225 lbs
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Green
Family: Eve Corgan (Mother), Van Larkin (Father), Ruby Larkin (Sister)
Race: Mutant* (Also a living cosmic cube. It's complicated and not in the fun "Ah neat" sorta way)
Abilities: Mal has a throwback mutant through his bloodline connection to Janus, the first mutant in the universe he came from.
These abilities let him heal over time, from any injury that doesn't kill him. He also has heightened senses and above average strength and speed for someone of his build.
The catch to all of that is that he also turns into a much stronger, faster, and meaner devil mutant some have classified as a neyaphem. It's better to just call him Blue, and best just to be somewhere else when he comes out.
The last part of his hereditary abilities is the ability to manipulate reality on a massive scale. Exactly how well these abilities work is unknown as the folks in his family that have used it typically destroyed one or more realities, so it's definitely frowned upon.
History: In his second life, Mal grew up in the golden age of mutants. It's not that the X-Men never saw challenges, or hardship, it's just that the hardest wars were already one. Xavier's dream, or at least the most realistic version of it, had come true.
Mutants lived mostly peacefully with humans, they made the world a better place, they worked hand in hand with earth's protectors from outside threats. Life was good...
And good is boring.
So Mal became an explorer, hoping from world to world, universe to universe. And that was going pretty well until he was marooned on one of the new worlds.
New Worlds were the baby universes created by the mutant Hope when they destroyed Janus, pretty much the most powerful and evil mutant in most dimensions. All that energy had to go somewhere, so Hope used it to breathe life into thousands of new universes.
This one didn't have an Xavier. He was missing. But it had people that needed help.
Mal started helping as best he could, using what he knew about the patterns of the universe to try and make this world like his home.
He built a team, a family...
And then an accidental trip into the Beyond Realm landed them back in the same world, five years later, and things were much worse.
Another big fight came and went, and when the dust cleared, Mal was sending out a global broadcast...declaring to the world that mutants now owned the island nation of Genosha, whether anyone else liked it or not...
