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NameName:XXXXXXXXXXXX Sextus Du'Mon Teufel
Nickname(s)Spitzname(n):XXX He detests nicknames. Call him anything other than his given name... Just see what happens.
AgeAlter:XXXXXXXXXXXXXX 22


GenderGeschlecht:XXXXXXXXXMost defiantly male.
HeightGröße:XXXXXXXXXXX6'2
WeightGewicht:XXXXXXXXXX173
Eye ColourAugenfarbe:XXXXXAbnormally red due to his past eye trauma.
Hair Colour Haarfarbe:XXXXX Long and fine brown hair that he keeps half up, half down.
BuildKörperbau:XXXXXXXXXXMedium build and lightly toned.


LikesVorlieben:XXXXXXXXXXX The suffering of others, because it makes his day.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Inflicting pain, because he enjoys it.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Action, because it keeps him alive.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Long walks on the bea- Wait, wrong profile...
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Indulging in sexual pleasures, because he is a bit of a sexual deviant.

DislikesAbneigungen:XXXXXXXX Fools, because they piss him off.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Losing, because he prefers to dominate everything.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Kindness, because it seems unnatural.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Heat, because he prefers the cold.

Favourite ColorLieblingsfarbe:XXThose shades of color you get when he constantly slams his fist in the same place.
Favourite FoodLieblingsessen:XX Anything that is cooked by a blonde woman with big-a** breasts. ...or just some chocolate for his sweet tooth.
PersonalityPersönlichkeit:XXXXXX Sextus can be considered, in all sincerity, a sexual & sadistic b*****d.
He won't think twice before slamming your face into the concrete or kicking a child who's in his way. The man may seem content one moment, then suddenly prop you up on the wall to play with the next. People should sleep with one eye open and not trust him as he'll molest you when your vulnerable and leave you for dead on the field.
Following orders is not his preference, however if the game seems fun, he'll play along.
As brutal as he may sound, Sextus is not a mindless sadist, the 22 year old is rather intelligent and does enjoy an intellectual fight or simple conversation. He knows when to stop... most of the time.

Home DistrictHeimatbezirk:XXX Chlorba District
Home DistrictHeimatstadt:XXX Wall Rose

RankRang:XXXXXXXXXXXXX Cadet
LegionLegion:XXXXXXXXXXX Cadets
Primary WeaponHauptwaffe:X Long, sharp edged, black whip strapped to his right hip & a long katana that he keeps on his left.(may or may not keep katana)
HorsebackPferderücken:XXXXX Yes, however the horses never like him.

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PAST TO PRESENT

Little Sextus, the son of Lyle Teufel, was born in the Rose District. While not nobility, they had plenty of coin because of the family business: Masters of Torture and Interrogation. The higher-ups in both the Military and Government would summon the M.T.I., using them regularly to get answers out of chaos due to the unfinished walls. They would be called to interrogate the strange and punish the defiant. Sextus's father was the head of it all, and spent a lot of his time away at work. However, it wasn't long before the father dragged the once-innocent, five year old Sextus to the job.

To sum up Sextus's father, he was the perfect devil for the job. Work spilled over even to his own son: he refused to allow a weak boy to grow into the heir to the esteemed Teufel name. One must earn the name 'Teufel', live or die, these were quickly burned into Sextus' memory. The child was forced to stand by his father's side and closely watch the torture inflicted on men, women, and even children. The screams of pain, the tears of shame, the wails of hate, and the pleas for mercy - which all fell on deaf ears - soon became a daily tune for the child as he started to adapt to the darkness, thinking of it more as justice than torture as time passed.

As his father handed him the tools of the trade, Sextus knew the lectures were over and the practical applications of the family job began. His first victim was a young woman who was accused of starting riots within the walls. To the boy's surprise, he was not as shaken up as he thought he'd be - in fact, he was completely focused on his single task: to inflict pain. His father grinned proudly at his son's confidence, and from that day on taught him everything he knew... but not all of his teachings were on other people. Sextus soon felt the sadistic touch of his father, and the boy was thrown into the pits of torture. His father said that he could never truly understand pain and suffering unless he had experienced it for himself. Lyle Teufel had others under his command do his dirty work and violate his son. Sextus soon learned the foul hands of others through beatings, deprivation, rape, and other unspeakable actions. The worst part was losing his vision to the cruelty, and his father was furious when he learned that his men took things too far without his permission...and they soon got their punishment.

Lyle threatened and bribed all medical hands within the walls to fix his son, but the best they could do was examine the boy throughout a period of years in hope that his eyes would heal, and his sight return. However, Sextus did not allow this to hinder him - he refused to let his dissatisfied father push him away. So the boy took things into his own hands and continued learning and practicing the art of torture, testing it out on anyone he could grab hold of in his blind state as he adapted to the darkness. He clawed his way through, finding teachers who knew how to fight and had them teach him more then his father did. If he couldn't even protect himself, then he had no chance of survival in this world, even inside of the Walls.

That young, innocent child was long burned away as years later, the teenage boy was now am official member of the M.T.I. Even with bandaged eyes, he was strong, calculating, and fearless. It wasn't long after this that the doctors informed him that his vision was making great progress, which was good as he had intended to kill the incompetent doctors for wasting his time. He took this opportunity to go travelling into the Sina district with some of his 'family' to accept some requests from the nobles.

One night on a stroll through Sina territory, Sextus came across a scene of violence: Four boys were beating down a younger one who managed to take two of them out in his struggle but was soon planted to the floor with kicks. It was a typical occurrence around here, the brunette usually just stood and listened to the action, imagining the movements they made and the blood that spilt, then he'd usually just walk along back to his own business. However for some reason Sextus felt he wanted to intervene as he could hear the pitiful whimpers from the victim and found them to be quite familiar, he had heard this boy's cry once before in these streets. The blind teen was feeling bored so he walked over to the bullies of his own age and with a swift gesture of his wrists, he caged the boys throats and had them on the floor instantly where he twisted a few limbs to fun. Once they were rendered defenseless and broken, he stood up cocked his head back at the boy on the floor. He didn't hold back his laughter at the pitiful kid and told him that he was weak- to his surprise the weakling jumped from the floor and threw a sloppy punch at Sextus who backhanded him to the floor and slammed a hard boot onto his face. Instead of killing him, or beating him, he oddly decided to teach him some moves seeing as he found fist fights in the streets a lot. He didn't think he'd ever meet the feisty child again as he wondered back in the stained shadows of Sina.


There came a day when he was allowed to remove his bandages as he sat in the mansion of a noble household. It was late at night when the fabric finally came off, and the boy fluttered his eyes as it took a long while to adjust his gaze. As the world became clear, the first thing he saw was a boy not far from his own age staring at him just 3 inches from his face. He instinctively grabbed his throat and slammed him into the floor. Sextus's vision was not perfect as everything was tinted red and he could not make out the colors as he used too. So the boy in his grip was all shades of red. He heard a familiar cry, that same yelp he heard on the streets and he realized that this was the same boy he aided the other night.

The two crossed words as he held his throat and Sextus came to understand that this boy was a young noble named Azreth, the child of the man of whom his own father was assisting. He released his grip and took a moment to breath with his returned eyes, he locked his eyes on the boy and scanned him from head to toe and a grin fixed wide upon his features. He was glad to have his sight back, even if the colors were lost. Sextus and Azreth spoke for a while and a strange promise passed the blondes lips that he would challenge Sextus with every meeting they had and would one day defeat him. The fire in the boys eyes sent a shiver of joy down the brunettes spine and he accepted his little game. This was probably the first bind Sextus ever made with another person, even if he felt it to be a short lived one, he didn't mind it.

Returning to his fathers side, he was still treated as a hindrance even with his sight heeled, apparently not being able to see all the colors was still a defect, plus Sextus still had blackouts with his vision from time to time that got worse as the years passed. Sextus was not a fool, he could see his father was just trying to throw excuses at him to push him away. Fine. Have it his way. Lyle Teufel thought he was the big shot of torture within these walls, well Sextus had enough of that ego, he'd show him his capabilities through other means- a means that not even his father would dare try- torturing Titans.

Sextus spent the next 2 years with his teachers to help him pick up some new combat with his imperfect eyes, his sight was not reliable, he couldn't tell when the next blackout would emerge, if it happens while fighting then he'd be unguarded for a long moment as adjusting to his old ways of fighting blind was not as easy as blowing out a candle. He had to focus his senses again, so Sextus decided to carry his blindfold around with him so that if he ever needed to fight in his 'blind-style', he wouldn't have to worry about his eyes failing him and messing with his senses and also he would simply just keep it on to rest his eyes, the more rest they got, the more reliable they were to not blackout, the daylight didn't help him at all as it causes him headaches and pain so he'd usually wear his black fold in the day.

Once he felt he had his sight under control, he made the decision to join the Cadets and learn from them how to handle Titans, also this new invention of 3D gear was very intriguing, though the man had some concerns about being able to use it with his eyesight. Still, he wouldn't know unless he tried. The 22 year old was determined to face the Titans and see just how much they can writhe in pain as humans do.

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