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Posts : 53 Join date : 2018-10-22 Age : 37 Location : Aurora, Missouri
| Subject: Akkedo, The Dark Angel Sat Oct 27, 2018 4:31 pm | |
| Name: Akkedo Sex: Male Species: half human, half dark angel Mate: Daisy Gaeriel Height: 6ft 4in (16 ft wing span) Weight: 220lbs Age: 15,000 Age in Appearance:(If applicable) 19 Hair Color: Dark Lavender Eye Color: Light Purple Skin Color: pale flesh Profession: Dark Summoner Weapons, Armor, and Possessions/Items: Purple scythe, 2 boot daggers Skills: hand to hand, summoning dark creatures, dark/black magic, Flight Personality: Cold, Stand offish Weakness: Light, rage Picture:
Stats: Fighting: Remarkable Agility: Remarkable Strength: Remarkable Endurance: Remarkable Reasoning: Remarkable Intuition: Remarkable Psyche: Remarkable
Biography: Found by dark mages in the middle of the woods, he grew a hate for his own race and never knew what his wings were. He traveled for a while and soon made his weapon and honed his skills. He doesn't remember much of his childhood and nothing before the family of mages. He traveled to many places but never found 'home'. THE WHOLE STORY: It was a long time ago, in fact for the longest time I only had 15 years worth of knowledge. I was born in a place so dark and vile that not even the brightest sun would reach. My mother was an human while my father was the angel, Andras (fallen angel marquis and appears raven-headed), they had a very terrible love affair. My mother ended up pregnant and unable to bear me. I was told by my father and several others around him that I had to be ripped from my mother's womb to survive. I screamed loudly after being freed from such a worthless shell. My mother was weak, she would tell her friends that she was cursed to bear me. She hated my very exsistance ever since she found out I had been concieved. My father said that when her eyes started to close for the last time. She wished for me to be cursed with wings and cursed to live my life as a thieving scum bag. Only to be hated for my looks and soon their hate would be my hate. Sadly, that is very true, I hated the human race for a long time. My hate only grew stronger every person I met. I barely could stand being in the room with them and their stench. I lived for about 14,985 years like that. Never wanting them near me, I killed alot of humans. Some didn't deserve death. It didn't matter to me, women, children, none of it mattered. I just wanted them to die. I wanted them to perish under my boot! But that is wrong of me and I know this. I only wish I could have done something sooner. I looked at my bloody hands as they laid there screaming to their god. My heart broke and I swore on their lives that I would never fall in love to deal with my horrid sin. I would never be able to love with all that hate in my heart. I grew to forget what it meant even. I only knew hate and my hate consumed everything. After that moment when I could hold no more hate in my being. I went to sleep. I begged for sleep. I awoke as a baby in the middle of a forest. I remembered nothing of my past only that I was a baby and everything was so new. I had small little black wings even then. A group of dark mages found me and took me in. They showed me kindness and helped me grow. I never knew what my wings were for and they never told me. They only taught me what I needed to learn. I later found out that my father had come to them requesting my care. They taught me how to be a dark angel but my heart held no hate for them. Only for the angelic race. I seemed to just need someone to hate, anyone would do. But a few years ago, I learned my hate would do me no good. It was pointless. I just became and empty shell of a being. I found Capone and selfishly brought him back to life and came here. | |
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