Name: Kreios (A former titan bound by Mephisto to serve 10k yrs)
Aliases: The Rider, The Devil's bounty Hunter, The Devil's own,The GhostRider
Alignment: Neutral
Identity Status: secret
Age: 2500 yrs.
Height: 6'7"
Weight: 360 lbs
Eye Color: glowing ember
Hair Color: black(once bonded this appears as flames)
Powers & Abilities: while for the most part the abilities are based on the hosts needs, the Rider grants super-human strength, transforms them into a skeletal figure with flames for hair and burning embers for eyes,bullets and knives pass through without pain or injury, and grants them a vehicle that matches the host/riders personalities combined. However no Rider lasts forever and in time the Rider and host fade away forever.
Weapons: To be determined
Base of Operations: 9th circle of hell
Occupation: Hells Bounty Hunter and contract collector
Education:N/A
Group Affiliation: N/A

History: the history of the rider is a story that has faded from fact into legend, then been turned into a myth faded by time. It's said that the gods created them, then others say that the riders were born of mephistopheles desires to control the underworld, no matter how or when they came into being, The Riders have always been loyal to mephisto himself. Only a few have ever dared to defy him. and those who have, still burn to this day. those riders are stories for another time. This Story is for a different rider, a rider who would defy not only Mephistopheles, but would defy the very legion of gods to gain his freedeom.

Sample: The rider knew all and nothing at the same time. eons passed before his eyes only to be erased and played again. Time had no meaning here. All that mattered was when he was to be assigned, released upon the world to once again to Mephisto's dirty work. He hated it, as much as he liked being "free" to roam with out the smells of sulfer and blood, the screams of souls and the nightmarish cries of demons feasting on the damned, he hated the things he was forced to do. A demon slithered through his vision on the other side of the room. "you arrrre rrrrequessssted", the demon spoke before slithering out in fear of the rider. the Rider grinned, "at last," he thought, " the time has come".