Hey, everyone. I’m not the usual poster you see from this account. Normally, it’s by this girl who goes by “Frankie” but the person, or rather, alien, writing this, is named Tokio. I say “alien” because I am actually from Mars. The Martian race was kept secret for a long time by people who knew about the aliens on Earth, but in reality, they’re thriving, though in hiding. By now, I may be the last of my kind, as I was born in Earth year 700 A.D. You see, the Martian language has different words made from different sounds, and if you put the sounds “to” and “kyo”, or “kio”, together, you get my name. I know it sounds a lot like the Japanese city, in fact, exactly like it, but that’s merely coincidence.

Actually, I was a warrior on my home planet during the war, and not only was I part of the forgotten race of Martians that tried to be depicted so much in writing and media nowadays, but I was part of the even more forgotten soldiers, as age 13 was the age you became an adult and got drafted to the war when the Zabo (“za” meaning great, and “bo”, strength) clan and their associates tried to colonize our part of the land. I was a nobleman, actually, but I still had to die for my king, ruler of the Bopi clan (“strong” + “community”). As you can probably guess, we heavily relied on community and togetherness, and I was great friends with Prince Kuli Bopi.

I died in Earth year 715 A.D. at the age of 15, so my spirit too remains 15 even if I would be about 1,406 years old right now. Currently, I am a ghost, trying to take control of people’s bodies and live there for as long as they do or until I get bored. Luckily, this person’s body is also 15. However, despite being 15, I actually would consider myself to be 1,406 years old spiritually and however old the person I’m inhabiting is. Aaaand my pronouns are they/he, as I don’t really have a human gender nor have I really understood the concept, but from my grasp I am also masculine. I was classified as “male” on Mars, though.