Some info about Taylor: -Taylor is an 'Objectessor'. A thing I made up. Objectessors are wandering new souls that possess an object for too long. When they possess the object for too long, they become a walking, talking, animal/humanoid version of the object. Traits that relate to the object stick with them. They don't age or die of old age but they can be killed. When they 'become' the object, they automatically know how to speak, walk, etc. and they take the 'age' of the object (how long the object has existed) as their physical age. Taylor, for example, looks around 30 because when he became his object, the object was 30 years old. His object is a grandfather clock. -Taylor is ( including the age of his object ) 328 years old. -Now for some of his backstory. Because of him not being able to die of old age, he has watched many people he knows, die. Because of this, he tries to not get too attached to people, for he doesn't want to watch his friends die again. Before he started to try to not get attached, he found the love of his life. He held her very close to his heart and she was the most important person to him. They did everything together. At that time he felt that he couldn't live without her... But then she passed away. Taylor was devastated of course, and the sadness only grew. He started lying to himself, saying that his love was killed instead of having died peacefully. He blamed various people and killed them all. He regained sanity eventually, at the time he met Carri. Carri reminded him of his deceased lover. And now he is moving on. -When he became his object or when he was 'born' he was in a locked house and stayed there for the first 90 years of his life. This is part of the reason he isn't exactly 'wise'. -His power of touching someone to increase or decease their age (10 years a second) is limited to anyone but fusions, robots, and immortals. -The hourglass on the front side of his body represents how much hp he has. -The little clocks on his face move forward when he is increasing one's age and backwards when he is decreasing one's age. Ninety years without slumbering, (tick tock tick tock..) His life's seconds numbering, (tick tock tick tock..) It stopped short. Never to go again, When the old man died.
