Name: Xedous of Darkness (Surname: Flareheart)
Nickname: The Crimson Hybrid
Age: 240 human years (24 in his years)
Gender: Male
Species: A Hybrid between two humanoid species (Atlantian & Regrathornian)
Position: Chaotic Neutral
Powers/Abilities/Techniques/Skills:Abilities without Soulblades:
Umbrakinesis: The ability to control Darkness.
Umbrakinetic Abilities:
Darkness Dragon: An attack where a Dragon made purely out of Darkness energy seeks out its targets.
Enslaving the Anti: An ability to where he can use someones Darkness/Evil in their heart to make a shadow clone of themselves to do his bidding.
Dark Improvisation; using this element in the most creative ways he can think of.
He is nearly impervious to Darkness having been using it for the majority of his life.
Dark Portals: The ability to travel through space and in some instances time by using darkness.
Pyrokinesis: The ability to manipulate and control Fire.
Infernal Imprisonment: A trap like ability to where the prisoner is trapped in a bubble of fire. Heat is felt but not on a deadly level. The Fire is more like a wall.
Flame Wall: A large Fire wall that moves in on its target(s)
Firestorm: When fire is used against him he can manipulate it into a Firestorm. Or Conjure one himself. (Can be used both offensive and defensively)
Impervious to Fire. He is Regrathornian Royalty. Descended from the family that is impervious to Fire (Flareheart)
Infernal Improvisation; Same as Dark improvisation.
Abilities with Soulblades;
Electrokinesis; the ability to manipulate lightning.
Terrakinesis; The ability to manipulate the Earth
Hydrokinesis; The ability to manipulate water/ice.
The ability to control winds.
The ability to control Light.
Specialty abilities;
Twisting Inferno; His body radiates temperatures close to the sun, and he releases that energy in a fire tornado.
The Quake Techniques;
Regular Quake; This attack allows the user to expand the kinetic energy he puts out to repel any other incoming physical attacks. Its strength varies on how much energy the user puts in. This version only is exclusive to the ground.
Advanced Quake; The same as regular Quake only this version can be used in the air.
Disk Quake; This is the newest version of the Quake Technique. The user expels a certain amount of kinetic energy in a swirling motion above his head. Then he throws it and it takes the shape of a disk. Whatever moving object it comes in contact with it repels it and takes in that objects kinetic energy. When it hits its target it would force the target to slide back, constantly taking in the expended kinetic energy and when the target stops it detonates like a bomb.
Species Exclusive Abilities;
Superhuman Strength; He is superhuman even by Regrathornian standards. By comparison he rivals Saiyan and Kryptonian strength levels (Not relevant to KH but it gives a comparison)
Enhanced Magic; The Atlantian blood in him gives him magical abilities far beyond most species.
Enhanced senses; Sight, touch, hearing ect.
Transformations;
Atlantian Lord Form; All high Ranking atlantian magicians can do this. It is a transformation in which the user conjures up their magic to create a new (usually giant) form that represents an animal. Xedous' is a Hydra made from darkness and an outer layer that radiates furnace like heats.
Angelic Form; This is a form Exclusive to the Regrathornians. This requires the use of an outside force. Usually one that involves a great majority of inner pain or the absorption of a supernatural force. Depending on the user the color of the wings vary. Xedous' are Black.
Soa's Release; This is a Xedous exclusive transformation. One of the makers of the Soulblades inhabits his body remaining dormant. Until Xedous looses complete control over himself. He grows boney black wings and a claw extends out of the back of each hand.
Weapon/Items: The Soulbuster (divided into Soulblades), Black plate armor, same colored cloak
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Appearance: Xedous would appear to be a victim consumed by darkness, which would be the case. His skin is clammy but firm, gis eyes were altered from his dive into darkness, they changed from blue into the deep dark yellow. His hair is a light sliver that stretches down to his back when it is let free. He normally wears a cloak to hide his features. He stands at eight foot tall. A towering force that stands over almost the tallest of humans.
Personality:Personality(pre cataclysm): Xedous was a shy, and kind man. A highly humble young man who would do any and every thing to protect friends and family. He had high morals and considered himself very low on the totem pole, despite his origins. But he did however have a bad temper.
Personality(Post Cataclysm): Xedous became the persona of his own vengeance and anger. Those became the two things that drive him to live. He developed a hatred for everything that turned him ruthless and cold hearted. His face however remains motionless, even though he is prone to act out in anger all the time. His position on his morals changed even though he had a high moral standing before the Cataclysm. He became a moral Nihilist, thinking that they exist only as a front. To soften the blow before the eventual betrayal happens. He often acts irrational, compulsive and out of anger.
Original World: Reiona
Current World: Wherever he rests his head, preferrably Radiant Garden
History:Xedous' history on Reiona was long and hard. But we shall start at the most relevant point. Xedous, Cipher and Lori had completed their task, collect all the Soulblades and destroy Blackheart so the world of Reiona could have peace. There was a whisp in the air, and dark trendils grabbed them and pulled them through into a portal. They awoke in a city surrounded by demons and shades. This was the land of the dead, hell. Or how he perceived it anyways, Blackheart appeared before them in angellic white wings. After an exchange of words they resumed their battle. The trio inflicted wounds that would kill a mortal being, but BLackheart kept regenerating and comming at them like a demon. Xedous' fury kept growing it came to the point where he alone could have overwhelmed Blackheart. But then he was kicked away and the dark trendils held him down, as if he were their prisoner. He forced himself to look up and both of his friends were slaughtered before his eyes. The fury consumed him and the last thing he remembered was screaming and absorbing the dark trendils. When he awoke, he was floating on an asteroid, wearing a strange bit of armor. He looked to Blackheart who was still alive, the horror struck him and then his world gone in a bright flash. He awoke in the world of Radiant Garden, bloody and broken, from that flash he saw several armed people rushing at him. When he regained his senses he could move and was fully heald. But the visions kept assaulting his mind, visions of he and Blackheart dueling in the air space over hell. He let out a roar of fury and destroyed half of whaty he could guess was a castle. He fled into the wildrness of Radiant Garden, vowing vengeance against Blackheart, even if he had to travel the cosmos to do so.
Role Playing Sample: ((A post from another forum))
In the hours that had past he knew exactly what had happened. And there was a cruel thought that entered his mind, She knows what it was like. Those images, the reason he followed Blackheart to the edge of existence repeated themselves in his mind. The loss he felt. He looked up when he heard her footsteps. His yellow eyes looked up. There was a certain tenseness and ferocity in them, more than usual. It seemed hard to believe that his gave became far more hateful. The Castle was in mourning, he sensed it... He fed off of it. It was sad, but to sustain his energy he absorbed their sorrow and used it to energize himself. How low he had fallen, he was enveloped in darkness to the point where he could sustain himself off of other's misery.
He knew that the guard was in a drunken stupor far before she walked in. He usually was. Xedous couldn't blame him. It would be gloomy for a human down here. What better way than to drink it away? That's what Xedous needed... A drink. Her footsteps came down. The sound echoed in his ears, despite them being silent and graceful. His super senses kicked in. His eyes scanned everywhere. Wondering if he had to actually escape this place on his own. But he kept a dark optimism about it. He looked up, Garnet's footsteps began to annoy him. Like a heavy droplet of rain dropping on one's head. He stood up and looked to see the cloaked Queen. He stood no less than three foot away from the bars.
"Then let us make haste." Xedous said standing up.
He slipped through the gate and looked down at her. Her grief led her to do this and the blonde one was no where in sight. He grabbed his bag of things that they had confiscated from his person when they subdued him. He kept his ears open to the sound of anyone who might come. He heard Steiner bustling about. That one posed no true threat. But he also knew that they had to get out of here quietly. Without any command from her he walked up the stairs. His yellow eyes scanned the corridor they traversed through. His eyes began to record every shade, every small detail, and every lasting mark on the walls. His nose picked up the smells of those who were close. He led her according to his senses. He would stop repeatedly and hide from one who would pass then they would move once more. Once in the city Xedous knew they could become more lax but he looked to her.
"I suggest we find something more... ragged for you to wear." He said in a whisper. "If you travel in a cloak that fine, you will only be attracting attention."
Xedous flipped his own hood over his head. His cloak was patched, torn, and the fabric was rough as sand paper. But it did its job of anonymity well. His yellow optics glowed through his hood, Despite it covering almost every feature of his rough face. The Soulbuster, though not on his person, let him know of the spirits that roamed this city. Those shades who were devoid of the afterlife bore many negative emotions, those which the Soulbuster stored for reserves for Xedous. They might work for Garnet if she needed it. He took note of the girl's size and pulled out an extra cloak. It was a dark navy blue, he ripped it at the appropriate size it would be to fit her. He tossed it to her. He turned his back and allowed her to change. He knew exactly how some women were about changing in front of men. But he knew they could not afford those luxuries on this journey.
"I ask you to remember one thing. Do not dig to deep in my past, if you ask I will answer... But if you overstep your boundaries, the consequences could be dire." He warned her, reluctantly of course.
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