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| - A pretty average and educated upbringing in Germany, amidst multiple siblings (of which he is the oldest). His interests have always included music and medicine, though the latter became his passion of choice. The war only further biased his skillset: While his brother was sent home early due to injury, Isaac largely avoided combat as a field surgeon. Once home, he found work at the local hospital and gradually transitioned back to a normal life. Being bitten by a delirious patient is not generally considered good form, but he treated it as any other wound and was troubled by no infection. It healed quite fast - and surprisingly without scarring. Several weeks later was the first time it happened. He felt restless, agitated despite the time between the warfront and returning home. It grew worse until one night - was it just one night? All he remembers is dreaming of excruciating pain, and awakening in his home, bedroom door smashed and no clothing on to speak of. He did not understand it and was wary of asking for more help than with a possible break-in. Isaac had to slowly piece together what was happening for several months - each month, a night would be completely lost to him, coinciding with... other odd changes in his life. His hearing went into overdrive. He could see at night, while bright daylight became harsh. He was no longer able to handle silverware without odd burns. He had never been the sort to believe in the paranormal, but facts were facts. He learned to stay aware through more of the pain that started those lost nights. Fur. Claws. Something was very wrong with him and if he did not leave town, his family, friends, and patients were all in danger. And so came his decision to flee. Sold off several belongings and packed as much as he could. North, as far as he could manage, perhaps to settle down somewhere so remote he wouldn't be a risk. Perhaps he could research a cure in relative privacy. It took Willem, his youngest sibling, less than a week to realize Isaac was not simply 'busy' and track him down. He refused to leave Isaac's side until his brother came home, or explained why he was leaving. Neither of them have looked back ever since. They never made it as far as Isaac had hoped, but Streitstadt does not let go. Isaac is quickly making peace with this trapped existence - if he must be cursed, let him be contained to one place.
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