Jan 16, 2021 19:23:20 GMT -6
Henna Caelestris LIFE AND DEATH MUST BALANCE IN THE END general info
appearance Henna is extremely hard to miss, due to his general build and a distinctive appearance. Henna is tall, standing at six foot four, boasting noticeable muscles that mark him as rather built and not someone who should be messed with. His skin is broken up by patches and swathes of a unnatural blue glow - likely traits that he held before he died. His hair is long and a dusty charcoal black, the tips and edges of his hair fading to a pale off-white. His eyes are a red that tend to glow outward. personality
abilities Natural: Will not age further, minor regenerative healing factor. Curses: Mastered. Hexes: Beginner. Possession: Advanced. Voodoo: Intermediate. Darkness Manipulation: Mastered. Blood Manipulation: Mastered. backstory A child born in shadows and strife would only seek to take to the dark underbelly of the world like a fish takes to water. Only growing stronger and merciless as he aged, that which he could not get to respect him, he held in a chokehold by the throat. If it would not submit, then he would make it suffer. Henna became more twisted, more cunning alongside his strength as he aged. What started as forcing obedience and fear out of others his age turned into family members, and eventually his own parents. They were afraid of the dark intent they’d see in his eyes, or the cruel curve to his smile. Only one person had served to be safe from the savagery he held others in - this being Gemma. Gemma was someone with a nature opposite to his own, someone with such good intentions that seemed to want him in her life despite everyone trying to warn her against it. She was so genuine and full of so much care that, despite everything he has been through and everything he was - he started to change bit by bit. He was a different person with her, something soft, someone that had fallen into headlong devotion and infatuation as time went on more and more. Slowly people started to see these changes himself, his family hoping that streak of causing fear would end - but it was not to be. Gemma and Henna’s marriage was something both attended out of appreciation for the effect she had on him - and something many just wanted to witness. Many people who had started to ease up around him during Gemma’s influence over him attended, including a trs member who had been silent during the wedding itself - neither seeming joyous nor against the occasion. This member would later become more involved in their lives, saying that they only wished to help them along their path. Henna’s life with Gemma was his absolute happiest. It seemed that with her aide, he truly could start fresh, and it was something he truly enjoyed - the world was looking brighter and less like a thing to be controlled. Unfortunately, this was something that was not allowed to last long. Before he could expect what was going to happen - his improving life was shattered into a million tiny pieces late one night. The day had started with him staying at home with Gemma, something he did every so often despite working - something the two had agreed on. To always take a day to completely be together, something like a small vacation from the comfort the two took from each other. Instead, it lead to an unexpected blindside - the so-called friend they had made launching an assault neither of them expected. In trying to stop what was supposed to be a friend from assaulting him, he suddenly had the one person who could inspire him to be better cradling his cheek as she lay in his arms, whispering words of love to him even now. Devastation and despair surged through Henna’s body, at the same time did an utmost rage and hatred boil over. As Gemma stopped moving in his arms, did a growl leave his throat, and gently setting her on the bed they shared, he attacked blinded by a mix of fury and despair. If there was one thing he’d do, it would be to shred the traitor before him. Despite his best efforts, and landing a number on that “friend”, Henna wasn’t able to succeed. Perhaps it was due to the utter shock to his system, but he had been bested. The last thing he remembers in life is struggling to get to her side with his last breath and the traitor’s voice tinging out, “you never deserved her anyways.” When Henna did come back, it was with a seething rage and hatred that made him want to take the entire force of the group called trs and consume it with the same despair he had felt at the death of his wife. His vindictive and malicious nature lead to him joining the ranks of the ap, his entire attention focused on a way to bring back the only person he had ever held an ounce of true affection for. AP naturally lended their aid to his cause, and between missions and rising through the ranks, his obsession was making something perfect, something that was good enough and durable enough for the return of the woman who’s missing presence still ate away at his mind. Through these missions he became a true force to be reckoned with, his natural combat skills sharpening and becoming something truly to be feared. Eventually he got his hands on a cursed broadsword, something which he vowed to kill the traitor with, no matter how long it took or how much searching he had to do in order to find them. He eventually succeeded in making a form for Gemma - he carefully upkept and gave her own room - but was a little put out by the fact she did not awaken. He refused to truly give up on her though - no matter the amount of time that passed. misc *Henna is a Leo. *Henna has a strange distaste for pretty much all holidays. *Henna doesn’t have a functional sense of taste, which is something he can deal with, since he doesn’t have to eat anymore. *Henna doesn’t like being around large amounts of technology, as the frequencies tend to ring in his ears and annoy him. *Henna prefers stormy or rainy weather over all other types. *If Henna cannot straight-up kill a target, then he will target them with a curse that will hinder their life as best he can. *Henna was a boogeyman before death. *Henna has a cursed broadsword, named Glow, for reasons unknown. It, ironically, glows with a pale violet aura. | roleplayer info ☆ NAME Kitsune ☆ RP EXPERIENCE Forever ☆ TIMEZONE Cst ☆ GENDER Female ☆ OTHER CHARACTERS Many ☆ FACE CLAIM Fire Emblem, Líf ---------------------- THIS CHARACTER BELONGS TO kitsune. DO NOT STEAL. |
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