Name:
Zyreal
Age:
10,000
Classification:
Hero
Power rating:
Class A
Race:
Demon
Personality:
Zyreal is a calm clear headed individual though he does joke around and is often enough quite laid back making him seem rather lazy at times. Often enough when the situation calls for it he will stand up taking on the role of a leader, as he is actually quite intelligent and often enough that is what wins his battles.
Additional Powers:
Flaming Weapon-
Zyreal will call forth his blue flames causing them to spread across his scythe. Remember whatever these flames can't burn decays. Aside from him and his scythe of course.
Summon Blue Flames-
These flames are much more deadly then even the hottest burning fires of hell. Though these flames do burn most things whatever they can't burn seems to decay. Zyreal can summon these flames in the form of waves, walls, and fire balls, fire balls exploding on contact with the target spreading the destructive blue flames for about a 10 meter radius causing all organic material to decay.
Necrolepathy-
A form of telekinesis that focuses largly on causing things to decay.
Demon Form (Sealed)-
Zyreal's skin will become engulfed in blue flames that not only will burn you when touched, but also causes necrosis. Unfortunatly Zyreal is sealed into his human form which is why he has all the scars and tattoos. They bind him to his mortal form. Though he isn't able to take this form he still is able to call forth some of it's weaker abilities.
Weapons: (The Dark Swamps Scythe)
Appearance(Written): Zyreal has an average height of about 5'6 or 5'7 give or take and roughly weighs about 185 pounds. He has long white hair which comes about half way down his back and a pale skin complexion. The spots where his eye's should be white are actually black and seems more like an orb of mist swirling wround in his eye sockets, while his iris's are a bright bright white. On his face are strange tattoo's though no one really knows why he has them or what they mean except for him. His clothing typically consists of a long red cloak, a pair of dark slacks, usually black, and boots. Due to the climate of the swamplands he rarely wears a shirt as it always humid and thick.On his chest is a series of scars, though not seemingly random ones someone would have recieved in battle. Now these scars line most of his body making intrecate designs and symbols. Some have there theory's on why he had this done but I'm sure it'll come up sooner or later. ;D
(Clothes maybe changed depending on setting)
Appearance(Picture):
Biography:
Zyreal wasn't always the good guy everyone's come to know and love. Long long ago Zyreal was a powerful demon who was responsible for the destruction of several human cities. Eventually a powerful mage was able to subdue the flames of his demon form forcing him into a human form where he was sealed away.
Natrually, still being young and hot headed, Zyreal killed the mage afterwards only to realize he needed the mages magic to break the curse that was put onto him. Now he was a human or at least he looked human, and still had access to some of his dark magics.
In an effort to work out his anger Zyreal began a pth of destruction killing and destroying anything which stood in his way. Though this was when his being sealed in human form began to truly affect him.
One day Zyreal was walking, makeing his way through the dark swamps when he found a destroyed trading caravan and bodies scattered here and there. Looking around Zyreal soon came to find a baby crying as it still laid in it's mothers arms. Looking around Zyreal could tell the bandits that raided this caravan were long since gone.
Letting out a sigh Zyreal carried the child to the next town leaving it at an orphanage before strange things began happening to him as he stayed a bit longer in the Dark Swamps village. And it was that child that sparked the beginning of Zyreals new found humanity.
Zyreal despised the humaans for a long time becoming a hermit in an old shack just outside the village though every once in a while he would come into town to check on the child he had rescued so many years ago.
One day while exploring the Dark Swamps, Zyreal stumbled across some decrepid ruins, the acidic levels of the swamps had began causing the large stone walls to decay long ago as there was strange silence in this area. The rest of the swamps you could hear things like bull frogs wind even reeds rustling in the winds. But here everything was silent.
Deciding to delve himself further into the strange ruins Zyreal made his way to the bulk of the ruins main structure, which needless to say, seemed much like an ancient temple. Climbing the stone stair case into the main room Zyreal heard a voice, "You... Are not human... But more human then most." Lifting an eyebrow Zyreal looked around as an ominous feeling suddenly swept over him.
Zyreal looked around, "Wha- Whose there?" He questioned before a strange scyth appeared on the alter before him, "Take this weapon traveller, and use it to defend the humanity you have found."
Zyreal couldn't help himself as he felt drawn to the scyth, which pulsed with energy, "Perhaps with this I can find a way to change back to my demon form..." Zyreal thought as he reached out for the weapon though much to his displeasure that thought triggered the scyth to shock Zyreal sending him flying against the wall. He wouldn't actually attain this weapon for some time.
Some time had passed since Zyreal found the ruins and the ominous voice within them seemed to haunt him where ever he went. The child he had left at the orphanage was adopted by a family in the Dark Swamps Village and Zyreal decided to pay her visit though on this day, he would only find anger and sorrow.
Zyreal noticed the village giving off a soft orange glow in the distance and quickly made his way to the village entrance finding it was being raided by bandits. Zyreal grew furious slaying whatever bandits stood in his way, "I will see you mortals burn for this..." He spoke lowly as wind whipped around him. Soon after all the bandits seemed to stop what they were doing and began writhing in pain before spitting up blood and falling to the ground where they began to decompose.
When the bandits were all dead the survivors of the town came out of hiding celebrating Zyreal as there hero, though he couldn't care less. Breaking through the small crowd that had gathered Zyreal broke into a run making his way to the farm house where the child he had saved so long ago now lived.
When he arrived at the farm house Zyreal felt a heavyness on his heart as he covered his mouth shaking his head a bit. He was to late, the bandits had murdered the child and her adoptive parents and they laid with looks of terror still on there faces.
From that point on Zyreal made the Dark Swamps village his home becoming there unspoken protector/ leader. Zyreal moved his hut building it where the farm house that the child he rescued once lived, after giving the family a proper burial of course.
Zyreal stepped up becoming the Villages leader so to speak and began to help everyone as much as he could. Under him the village began to prosper growing more and more each year, though it was still only a small village the living conditions had become better as the crime rate dropped drastically.
Years had passed since the day the Dark Swamps Village was raided and out of curiousity and boredom Zyreal decided to venture back to the ruins he had left behind oh so long ago. Truth was with how many problems the village had this was the first chance he got to do anything really.
Making his way to the altar in the temple Zyreal found himself standing before the Scyth once more. Not hearing any type of voice this time, he reached out grabbing the hilt only to find it was cool to his touch. Lifting the scyth Zyreal felt a sense of accomplishment sweep over him.
Heading back to the village Zyreal was noticed nearly immediatly, "He has the Dark Swamps Scyth!!!" One of the towns people could be heard exclaiming on approach. Zyreal lifted an eyebrow looking to the Scyth he now carried upon his back. It was then the people of the Dark Swamps Village made him there leader It was a bit shocking to him to the say the least, but in the end Zyreal grew to accept it. And after years of being imprisoned in his mortal form, decided not to try and unlock his demon within.
Zyreal
Age:
10,000
Classification:
Hero
Power rating:
Class A
Race:
Demon
Personality:
Zyreal is a calm clear headed individual though he does joke around and is often enough quite laid back making him seem rather lazy at times. Often enough when the situation calls for it he will stand up taking on the role of a leader, as he is actually quite intelligent and often enough that is what wins his battles.
Additional Powers:
Flaming Weapon-
Zyreal will call forth his blue flames causing them to spread across his scythe. Remember whatever these flames can't burn decays. Aside from him and his scythe of course.
Summon Blue Flames-
These flames are much more deadly then even the hottest burning fires of hell. Though these flames do burn most things whatever they can't burn seems to decay. Zyreal can summon these flames in the form of waves, walls, and fire balls, fire balls exploding on contact with the target spreading the destructive blue flames for about a 10 meter radius causing all organic material to decay.
Necrolepathy-
A form of telekinesis that focuses largly on causing things to decay.
Demon Form (Sealed)-
Zyreal's skin will become engulfed in blue flames that not only will burn you when touched, but also causes necrosis. Unfortunatly Zyreal is sealed into his human form which is why he has all the scars and tattoos. They bind him to his mortal form. Though he isn't able to take this form he still is able to call forth some of it's weaker abilities.
Weapons: (The Dark Swamps Scythe)
Appearance(Written): Zyreal has an average height of about 5'6 or 5'7 give or take and roughly weighs about 185 pounds. He has long white hair which comes about half way down his back and a pale skin complexion. The spots where his eye's should be white are actually black and seems more like an orb of mist swirling wround in his eye sockets, while his iris's are a bright bright white. On his face are strange tattoo's though no one really knows why he has them or what they mean except for him. His clothing typically consists of a long red cloak, a pair of dark slacks, usually black, and boots. Due to the climate of the swamplands he rarely wears a shirt as it always humid and thick.On his chest is a series of scars, though not seemingly random ones someone would have recieved in battle. Now these scars line most of his body making intrecate designs and symbols. Some have there theory's on why he had this done but I'm sure it'll come up sooner or later. ;D
(Clothes maybe changed depending on setting)
Appearance(Picture):
Biography:
Zyreal wasn't always the good guy everyone's come to know and love. Long long ago Zyreal was a powerful demon who was responsible for the destruction of several human cities. Eventually a powerful mage was able to subdue the flames of his demon form forcing him into a human form where he was sealed away.
Natrually, still being young and hot headed, Zyreal killed the mage afterwards only to realize he needed the mages magic to break the curse that was put onto him. Now he was a human or at least he looked human, and still had access to some of his dark magics.
In an effort to work out his anger Zyreal began a pth of destruction killing and destroying anything which stood in his way. Though this was when his being sealed in human form began to truly affect him.
One day Zyreal was walking, makeing his way through the dark swamps when he found a destroyed trading caravan and bodies scattered here and there. Looking around Zyreal soon came to find a baby crying as it still laid in it's mothers arms. Looking around Zyreal could tell the bandits that raided this caravan were long since gone.
Letting out a sigh Zyreal carried the child to the next town leaving it at an orphanage before strange things began happening to him as he stayed a bit longer in the Dark Swamps village. And it was that child that sparked the beginning of Zyreals new found humanity.
Zyreal despised the humaans for a long time becoming a hermit in an old shack just outside the village though every once in a while he would come into town to check on the child he had rescued so many years ago.
One day while exploring the Dark Swamps, Zyreal stumbled across some decrepid ruins, the acidic levels of the swamps had began causing the large stone walls to decay long ago as there was strange silence in this area. The rest of the swamps you could hear things like bull frogs wind even reeds rustling in the winds. But here everything was silent.
Deciding to delve himself further into the strange ruins Zyreal made his way to the bulk of the ruins main structure, which needless to say, seemed much like an ancient temple. Climbing the stone stair case into the main room Zyreal heard a voice, "You... Are not human... But more human then most." Lifting an eyebrow Zyreal looked around as an ominous feeling suddenly swept over him.
Zyreal looked around, "Wha- Whose there?" He questioned before a strange scyth appeared on the alter before him, "Take this weapon traveller, and use it to defend the humanity you have found."
Zyreal couldn't help himself as he felt drawn to the scyth, which pulsed with energy, "Perhaps with this I can find a way to change back to my demon form..." Zyreal thought as he reached out for the weapon though much to his displeasure that thought triggered the scyth to shock Zyreal sending him flying against the wall. He wouldn't actually attain this weapon for some time.
Some time had passed since Zyreal found the ruins and the ominous voice within them seemed to haunt him where ever he went. The child he had left at the orphanage was adopted by a family in the Dark Swamps Village and Zyreal decided to pay her visit though on this day, he would only find anger and sorrow.
Zyreal noticed the village giving off a soft orange glow in the distance and quickly made his way to the village entrance finding it was being raided by bandits. Zyreal grew furious slaying whatever bandits stood in his way, "I will see you mortals burn for this..." He spoke lowly as wind whipped around him. Soon after all the bandits seemed to stop what they were doing and began writhing in pain before spitting up blood and falling to the ground where they began to decompose.
When the bandits were all dead the survivors of the town came out of hiding celebrating Zyreal as there hero, though he couldn't care less. Breaking through the small crowd that had gathered Zyreal broke into a run making his way to the farm house where the child he had saved so long ago now lived.
When he arrived at the farm house Zyreal felt a heavyness on his heart as he covered his mouth shaking his head a bit. He was to late, the bandits had murdered the child and her adoptive parents and they laid with looks of terror still on there faces.
From that point on Zyreal made the Dark Swamps village his home becoming there unspoken protector/ leader. Zyreal moved his hut building it where the farm house that the child he rescued once lived, after giving the family a proper burial of course.
Zyreal stepped up becoming the Villages leader so to speak and began to help everyone as much as he could. Under him the village began to prosper growing more and more each year, though it was still only a small village the living conditions had become better as the crime rate dropped drastically.
Years had passed since the day the Dark Swamps Village was raided and out of curiousity and boredom Zyreal decided to venture back to the ruins he had left behind oh so long ago. Truth was with how many problems the village had this was the first chance he got to do anything really.
Making his way to the altar in the temple Zyreal found himself standing before the Scyth once more. Not hearing any type of voice this time, he reached out grabbing the hilt only to find it was cool to his touch. Lifting the scyth Zyreal felt a sense of accomplishment sweep over him.
Heading back to the village Zyreal was noticed nearly immediatly, "He has the Dark Swamps Scyth!!!" One of the towns people could be heard exclaiming on approach. Zyreal lifted an eyebrow looking to the Scyth he now carried upon his back. It was then the people of the Dark Swamps Village made him there leader It was a bit shocking to him to the say the least, but in the end Zyreal grew to accept it. And after years of being imprisoned in his mortal form, decided not to try and unlock his demon within.
