Born of a priest and priestess of a tribal sect, his entire life has revolved around the nature of paradox. His parents and the rest of his tribe raised him to be an avatar of the twin god and goddess Duos and Tenebra, keepers of male and female, light and dark, and all things opposite. It was believed that all opposites were in fact the same idea, just that mortals couldn't perceive that idea in its entirety. Thus opposition was born in an effort to express the idea. If something was not light, then it must be darkness. Something quiet would the same as something that wasn't loud. A male did not look the same as a female. Mortals were not as perfect as gods.
The idea couldn't be described as itself, so its parts were described in relation to each other. Calypso was to be an avatar of the idea behind the Twins. A male with a female name, his fur was naturally silver but shaven in strategic areas and a special dye laid under the skin. When the fur grew again, dark black patterns and swirls reminiscent of smoke curled through the argent pelt; His right eye is a natural velvety blue, but his left a bloodshot crimson.
As he grew, he underwent more mystical "surgeries" performed by his parents to shape him as they saw fit. His musculature was enhanced beyond that of a normal male, and his height altered so that he stood almost seven feet. The most extreme of these occured when he was thirteen and something that took a great deal of time to recover from. His back was opened and his spine exposed under the mystical energy, and two wings were implanted, nerves reaching out tunneling through his backbone and twining in his nerves. One black and scaled, light playing over it with such fluidity that it seemed to be made of shadows. The other white and feathered, the edges sharp enough to cut light and throw it into glittering rainbows.
Recovering from this took months, and it was during this time that his personality became split. Laymen would call it bipolar disorder, or schizophrenia but it wasn't to that extreme. At times he became light hearted and playful, eager to play pranks and generally child-like. At others, he would show the full weight of his life behind his eyes, slow and methodical, thoughtful and deliberative and at times brooding.
His physical changes completed, he was trained in magic and how to control the foreign implants in his back; he learned how to absorb the appendages for a period of time, passing as a normal male instead of what could arguably be called a mutant. He learned out to heal with a touch and destroy with a thought. He rarely played with the other pups and kits, the entire tribe being instructed to treat him with the respect of a god...and thus ostricize him. When he wasn't sleeping or eating, he was studying, training to succeed his parents and lead the tribe to a beleived new age of properity.
Five more years passed this way, and the night fell when he was to take over for his parents. At the ceremony he simply...slipped away. He left to join the modern world. He became infatuated by a different sort of magic, that of technology. Televisions and computers and video games entertained him, motorcycles fascinated him. Quick=minded and possessed of an eidactic memory, he took to this new magic quickly and can often befound quoting inside jokes and references that no one will get, and being highly amused by it.
True to his dual nature, he's bisexual; finding equal beauty in males and females. He eschews clothing whenever possible, and prefers to be naked. Current company doesn't bother him, as he's an exhibitionist and sees nothing wrong with the furry form. Anything goes, as he has very few limitations, so if there's anything one would like of him, they have but to ask.