The Snake and The Crow

Ramiel Capgras was a name highly valued in the scientific community for years, if not just for how insane he obviously was. His experiments never made much sense to anyone but himself. He was a very clearly smart man, maybe a little too smart.

Ramiel Capgras is credited for being the kindest cannibal, at least in SoCal. He never ate the people he chose to help, he genuinely cared.
He lived in an abandoned house that went unregistered. He mostly stayed in the back in his room or in the basement, so people often came in. More often than not it was to trash a few rooms, which Mister Capgras always heard and he always came to scold. There were rumors of the house being haunted (mostly due to Mister Capgras' huge height, pale skin, and long, dark hair), but if anything that only brought more unwanted guests.
But sometimes distressed people would come in, often running from someone. Ramiel heard it all, and would investigate it. If he had any sense of disgust and fear left, he'd cringe at everything he saw, but he would remain calm. A sense of human shame had never been present in his body.

He'd seen everything from children running away from home to pregnant teenagers who were trying to run away from who hurt them, and he never once turned any of them away. They were allowed to stay as long as they needed to.
There was a strange incident where both in a set of transgender teen twins fell pregnant at different times, but they looked similar enough for it to appear to have happened twice to one. He never once didn't feel rage at their situation, since it was the same man every single time.

Ramiel Capgras was born in early 1993, either in March or April, but he never said which. He only said the 14th of either month.
He was born in Louisiana, never giving up what city. He moved to SoCal when he was young, living in the Pismo Beach area, so he never got a Southern drawl that stuck with him.
His career in science was influenced heavily by the books his parents left around. They were either nonfiction textbooks, or fiction like Frankenstein. Mister Capgras claims that he grew up wanting to be just like Victor Frankenstein, or Dr. Herbert West from Reanimator.
Capgras said that he felt he was like a caricature of those characters, with obvious self-awareness of his broken mental state.

He said he was never always like this, with a mental state that came and went, a mental state that was like a puzzle with a few pieces that were just a little bit too large, so the entire puzzle would fall apart when the pieces were forced.
He claimed that he was close with Miryam Azrael when he was in kindergarten and first grade. He left Louisiana, and then lost contact with Miryam. He grew up normally, but that was shattered when he turned seventeen.
Capgras claimed that Miryam arrived in SoCal, in his area. He said that Miryam had found him somehow, and forced their friendship to restart. Capgras said Miryam made him uncomfortable with how he 'spoke' to him. He claimed that Miryam constantly spoke in a low tone that sounded akin to a purr. He said, to doctors who later spoke to him, that Miryam always sounded vaguely aroused around him.
He told a psychiatrist (Dr. Emerson) that, a year after he was forced to reunite with Miryam, Miryam had lured him out of his house by saying he felt horrible and thought that Capgras could help. Once he got into the car Miryam had driven in, Miryam had allegedly forced him into the backseat and used the sudden shock from it to "make out with and do inappropriate things" to Capgras. Capgras said that this event ruined his ability to be sociable or helpful, so he became a shut in who hid from the world. That soured his social skills more and made him untrusting. This only became worsened by Miryam repeatedly coming into his home to do "much, much worse things" to Capgras, allegedly even leading to scarring on his throat at one point.
This has been written off as a lie, due to his previous lies and Miryam's clean slate.

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"Miryam? Where are you... taking me?"
"Shh... Don't worry about that, Ramiel."
Ramiel crossed his legs, looking away from his friend. He was trying to keep Miryam's greedy hands from touching his legs, it was embarrassing and, frankly, painful. Miryam hurt Ramiel with his hands.
"Miryam, I can't- I want to go home."
"You smell like beer, Ramiel. You might get in trouble."
"Please, Miryam, just take me home."
"Mmm..."