King of Relms
≼Basic Information≽
Mind behind the Character:
- ConduitNox
Name:
- Nox Chrollo
Gender:
- Male
Age:
- 21
Personality:
- Nox is a very mild mannered guy. He doesn't yell, he doesn't get upset, he doesn't get overly happy. Instead, if he's angry he'll silently fume; if he's happy he'll smile; if he's sad he'll cry. He's very gentle and handles both people and objects with the utmost of care. Nox is easy going, but he refuses to be walked on. If it comes down to it, he will stand his ground and be forceful, though he doesn't enjoy doing so. He's nice to virtually everyone, and he always gives everyone at least a chance to make an impression before he makes assumptions about them. He's not hard to get along with, unless you just don't like his personality type. Nox is very protective over his sword, but not in the sense that he enjoys it. More so that he doesn't want anyone else burdened by it. While he has a laid back personality, Nox has an unnatural obsession with both money and freedom. When it comes to one of those two topics, he doesn't hold back.
History:
- The dawn of Nox's tale begins 17 years ago. He had been born into a family of circus folk. They travelled across the countryside putting on extravagant shows underneath the Big Top that drew in the crowd and left them in a state of awe. You could say that from birth he was destined for putting on a show. However, destiny has a mysterious way of finding roundabout ways to come true. At the age of four, Nox wandered away from the carnival troupe and stumbled across a gathering of witches and demons performing a series of arcane rituals around a roaring purple flame. One of the demons noticed Nox watching and captured him, dragging him back to the cult gathering. The exact events that took place are blurred in his memory, but he does recall an intense burning sensation in the pit of his stomach and black markings etching being etched into his skin and vanishing. Where his memory stitches itself back together, he remembers a pitch black katana sealed within a sheath, and no matter how far he moved away from the sword, it always appeared to end up by his side again. The strange arcane cult had vanished, leaving only Nox, the sword, and a small charcoal stain from the fire on the ground.
When Nox returned to the carnival site, his family welcomed him home with great relief. They never questioned the sword he carried with him, nor did they ask what had happened to him. Instead, they treated him as a war hero. Praising his safe return and asking them to regale them with his story of adventure. Once they knew the details of Nox's little disappearing act the night before, their faces turned from pride to horror. They began stepping away from the boy, and shouting harsh obscenities and saying he has been cursed. Turns out, the whole carnival was superstitious about things like that, and any involvement with witches was treated with extreme prejudice and punishable by death. However, because he was a mere child, Nox was sentenced to banishment from the troupe. They brandished pitchforks and torches in a very stereotypical fashion and tried to drive the boy away from their tent.
Striking out on his own, the young boy nearly starved to death. He had no hunting skills. Nearly no fighting skills. And the sword that followed him around was worthless since it was sealed shut, and the world treated him coldly. No one would help him, and those who knew where he was from knew that he was a cursed child. One day, while Nox was lying on the hard ground, stomach eating away at itself, throat dry, head pounding in pain, something weird happened. The sword started…. Growling? No. More like it trembled with anger. The sound of the metal blade hitting against the inside of its sheath created a bone chilling sound that mimicked the cries of a trapped animal, begging and pleading to get out. Nox stared blankly at the blade as a voice broke into his head. It was foreign, aggressive… Sinister. "You can't die on me yet, kid. I haven't gotten to have any fun!"
As soon as the last word faded from his mind, Nox instinctively picked the sword up and unsheathed the blade. The seal had been broken. The previously broken and defeated soul within the child erupted with a thirst for power and enough rage to frighten an army. His body became weightless, and it changed with the release of the sword, which had also changed. His first instinct became to kill. And his latent anger from his banishment from the Carnival Troupe gave him a target. Long story short…… They're all dead. After the deed was done, Nox sheathed the demonic blade and looted their corpses, tears streaming down his face from the atrocities he had committed. He looted the battle scarred area to find whatever food and resources or food he could. In the process, he came across a lock box full of cash. The green paper awakened a greed within him that hungered for more of the wonderful currency.
Fast forward a few years, with Nox aging in both mind and body, the money hungry young man joined a gang of bandits that stole from whomever, and used Nox as their defensive line should things go wrong. And every time he would bring up the idea of turning over a new leaf, his new company would beat him mercilessly. He was a prisoner in the life he built for himself. That is, until the bandits unknowingly stole from a Lumen Bounty Hunter. The Hunter retaliated on the bandits, and when they rounded on Nox, he surrendered, unlike his companions. The Hunter took this as a sign that he wasn't like the ones he followed, and offered to teach him a better way to make money. She called Nox a little Puppet, being controlled by the people around him without him even knowing it, and continued to call him a Puppet while she mentored him and taught him the necessary skills and information to be a proper Bounty Hunter. The name Puppet stuck to him within the Lumen, even after he moved up in rank.
≼General Information≽
Race:
- Meister
Family:
- It's bad luck to speak of the dead.
Occupation:
- Bounty Hunter
Partner:
- None.
≼Abilities and Techniques Information≽
⊷ Demon Sword - Chūkū-sai (Hollow Festival)
- Nox's soul has been bound to an ancient Demonic Sword that has been named the Chūkū-sai. This blade was forged long ago by a dark cult of demons and witches for the soul purpose of shedding blood. When sheathed, this sword appears as a normal katana colored all in black. Whenever Chūkū-sai is drawn, it mixes Nox's human wavelength with a powerful demonic wavelength, increasing his strength, speed, stamina, reaction time, reflexes, and physical defenses to the point where he is able to fight on par with powerful demonic entities. However, it also alters Nox's personality slightly, making him cruel and bloodthirsty. The moment the blade is fully unsheathed, Nox's body undergoes a change. His face becomes covered by a demonic white and black mask, with the eyes looking out from behind it turning black at the sclera and the iris' turning a crimson red. Bandages colored similarly to the altered iris' wrap around Nox's forearms and right thigh to mimic the demon who's wavelength the blade has sealed within it. To accompany the changes to Nox, the sword itself also transforms to resemble a khyber knife with the sharp edge of the blade extending down to the pommel (though it never connects). A series of pyramid style studs line either side of the sword. The sheath stays relatively the same, but becomes much harder to be able to be used as a blunt instrument. Nox is capable of maintaining this form for a maximum of 25 posts before it begins taking a toll on him in the form of physical injuries. Muscles tearing apart, bones breaking, organs shutting down, et cetera.
While Nox is currently in control of when the blade is unsheathed, extreme emotional distress is capable of breaking his control and the blade will take over, transforming Nox on it's own.
Nox has dubbed this form his Festival Form
⊷ Puppet Master
- In his base form, Nox is able to generate a thin wire from his fingertips from his soul wavelength. This wire is very strong and durable, and can be molded into various shapes, patterns, and can even be used to form traps with nothing more than hand gestures. The amount of wire he produces is seemingly infinite as long as his wavelength is not tampered with. If this ability is used while in his Festival Form, the wire produced from Nox's wavelength becomes razor sharp and is capable of piercing skin.
⊷ Fun House Mirrors
- Nox is able to create duplicates of objects or people. The amount of duplicates he can make depends on the target that he intends to copy. When it comes to people, he can only make a maximum of 3 copies (leaving 4 in total), whereas a playing card he could make a hundred of. When it comes to copying people, the copies can have their own mind, but they possess none of the abilities or fighting capability of the original. They can only move and talk, and will disappear within 5 posts of their creation. Objects, on the other hand, possess the same density, strength, durability, size, etc. One of the few things he cannot copy is his Demon Sword, for currently unknown reasons. Nox is capable of physically altering inanimate copies with nothing more than his mind. Meaning that if he were to copy a wooden desk, he would be able to make alterations to the copy of the wooden desk. To give an example of the way this ability would be used (and basically the only way I'm going to use it), Nox would create multiple copies of a playing card, then use this ability to give them a sharp edge so that they can be used as a weapon in a fight.
⊷ Carnival of Gore
- Nox is able to manipulate his blood at will. He can generate more blood at will, shape it, move it, and even cause it to pierce through his skin from the inside out should he so choose. This is one of the few upsides of being bound to his Demon Sword.
⊷ Mark of Lumen
- Each member has this ability, its shown from the symbol placed on their body. This mark allows the Lumen to locate each other as well as talk to each other telepathically, of course for any of these effects to work they must be within a 100 feet of each other. Nox's mark is located directly over his heart.
⊷ Magician
- Nox possesses the ability of telekinesis. Currently, he is unable to lift anything that weighs more than 50 pounds with his mind, but over time this could change. Extended use or strain of this ability may result in headaches and migraines, dizziness, nausea, nosebleeds, blurry vision, or loss of consciousness.
⊷ Darkness Falls [Festival Form]
- Nox, while in his Festival Form, can swing the Demon Sword in his hand and release a powerful wave of pitch black energy following the direction of the slash. This wave of energy explodes violently on contact. Two posts from Nox must pass before this ability can be used again.
⊷ Awakening the Butcher [Festival Form]
- Each time Nox swings his blade while in Festival Form, it releases an outward shockwave of concussive pressure if it makes contact with something. This shockwave deals minor blunt force damage if it makes contact with a living being, but the pressure from the blast is strong enough to destroy solid terrain, and is capable of pushing the opponent back a considerable distance if the clash is airborne. If Nox's attack is blocked, there is no shockwave. This ability, while it can deal a decent amount of damage over time, it is more for visual effect than anything. Let's just say the demon who's wavelength was trapped withing the Demon Sword was a showoff.
≼Miscellaneous≽
Hobbies:
- ⊱ Reading
⊱ Puzzles
⊱ Napping
Likes:
- ⊱ Nice People
⊱ Quiet Places
⊱ Money
⊱ Cute Girls
⊱ Alcohol
Dislikes:
- ⊱ Loud Noises
⊱ Mean People
⊱ Being forced to fight, when he doesn't want to
⊱ Bitter foods
Dreams & Aspirations:
- ⊱ Keep others from being bound to the Demon Blade
⊱ Find a way to control the power of the Demon Blade without being overcome by Blood Lust.
Other:
- ⊱ Normal Form Theme: No Plan B - Manafest
⊱ Festival Form Theme: Curtain Call - STATE of MINE
⊱ Death of Life
⊱ Nox's code name within the hunters guild is Puppet. They call him this to make fun of the way he values freedom, but has been under someone else's thumb for most of his life. Almost as if he were a puppet being played with by everyone else.
