Raiden Sam

Backstory

When the war between the humans and demons raged on, even the heavens were on their edges, peering down to observe what the mere mortals were capable of.

Andromeda, our dragon and family emblem, breathed more fire than the pits of hell itself. Medusa was the fastest mare known to mankind. She astonished the enemies as our riders slashed them with steel and speed. But alas, how can humankind stand a chance against the abyss's endless populace. Ugly ogres weilding wooden batons spiked with steel, trolls slipping between feet. Giants crushing down great cities with one step. Five-headed snakes spewing poison. Elves casting hexes not known to the muggles. 

The International Statuette of Secrecy had prohibited all kinds of interactions between the muggles and our kind. But we shared the same lands, same homes. The incapability of the non-magique to channel their power could not be a reason to lose our foothold. 

We were already few; the war would have led to our extinction.

Had the gods not intervened.

As the blood fell onto the soft earth, blooms of healing sprang up, creating the Garden Of Ichor. One particular God of Thunder, decided to end this petty bickering at once; it was child's play, at least to him. He didn't have to reconstruct the Earth or build up harmony once more, because lightning is not calm.

One beam fell onto one of the purple blooms in the Garden, and hence came into being a small human, the size of a thumb. Fortunately, I landed in the Arcana's garden. Raised by noble purebloods and with the magic of the God flowing in my veins, I was hence given the same "Raiden", the god of thunder.