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Name: Harold Webster Martin Smaen 

Codename: Anguish

Age: 954 years old (Actual) Twenty six minutes and eight and a half seconds (Since Risen)

Gender: Male

Place of Birth: London, England

Affiliations: Ex-Pope Urban II, Ex-Catholic Church, Ex-Godfrey of B, ex- Baeul The Necromancer; Independent

Occupation: N/A

Appearance: [hider=Image] [img=http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_qgFCTJi1g4/T4ur8xXjR8I/AAAAAAAABdk/3ZEUxwMA4k8/s1600/20168_fantasy_monster_huge_rock_giant.jpg] [/hider]

Anguish stands at nine feet five inches tall (for the moment), and weighs roughly a ton and a half. His armored hide is made of stone, and he has crystals of amber stabbing their way through his elbows. Anguish’s mouth his constantly aflame.

Powers: Anguish is capable is a great many things. First, he is incredibly strong. He can lift fifteen tons maximum, though his strength is ever increasing with his size. Second, Anguish can breathe fire, in a way very similar to an old World War II flamethrower. Third, Anguish can use his mouth as a powerful vacuum to suck up the ash he requires to survive and thrive. Speaking of which, that brings me to Anguish’s next ability: Anguish can absorb ash and fire to grow in power, size, and ability. Taking in ash also restores any sort of injury Anguish has received. A side effect of Anguish’s skin is added durability.

Skills: Anguish lacks any sort of skills, traditional or otherwise. He’s kind of an idiot.

Equipment/Resources: Anguish lacks any sort of equipment or resources.

Weaknesses: When Anguish was summoned, he was brought back with a single purpose: To destroy. This purpose has made Anguish just as weak as it has made him strong. His mind is incredibly simplistic, and could be medically treated as mentally ill. While Anguish is quite capable of causing others pain, he himself is constantly in pain. The body he was summoned in constantly sends waves of excruciating pain throughout his nervous system. This pain grows as Anguish does. Because of this, Anguish is filled with so much rage and hate at his own suffering that his simple mind is further blinded from his actions. Put simply, Anguish doesn’t know what he’s doing or why, he’s just doing it to survive. However, if someone were to clear the monster’s mind of suffering, Anguish would shift into his more docile state: Easily persuaded, unshakably loyal, quite stupid, and far too trusting.

Some more physical weaknesses would come in the form of water or extreme cold. If one were to get Anguish to below zero levels of heat, he’d begin to die very quickly. A brute or Zenith-Class would have an easy enough time of pumbling Anguish into a pulp.

Psychological Profile: Anguish’s mental condition can be easily summed up with a handful of words: insane, angry, and in a pain so completely engulfing that even the most powerful wills would collapse under the pressure. The ancient crusader turned fiery beast has the mind of a man broken by indescribable pain and suffering. It was as if this new body Harold was cursed with was Hell itself. The Englishman believes that perhaps this was suffering for the sins he had committed in his life. Yet, he cannot remember that life; which makes his suffering ever more infuriating. Why would the universe bring this upon him? What had he done as a man that made him deserve this fate?

Angry at God, the universe, nature, whoever did this to him, Anguish decides to take out his rage upon those around him. Blinded by anger, the once morally just man unwittingly murders and destroys everything around him in a fit of rage so great that he’d make the Hulk blush. 

Biography: Harold Smaen was born to a large family in London, England, before the Great Crusades of his day. His family was part of the noble class. It was because of this that Harold lived a life where everything was handed to him on a silver platter. His father owned a castle in the countryside, and that’s where the Smaen family usually stayed. Occasionally they would all head into the capitol for a feast or something like that. Like everyone during that time that lived in Europe, Harold was Catholic. He went to mass, listened to the priests read the Bible in Latin, and all of the usual stuff. When he reached the appropriate age, Harold began his training as a page, and afterwards went on to become a squire to a knight who served Harold’s father. Upon becoming an adult, Harold was knighted by the monarch. Not too long afterwards the Pope declared a crusade against the Muslims.

Feeling a great sense of duty, Harold joined nearly hundred thousand other European warriors in an attempt to take control of the Holy Land from the Jews and the Muslims. Blinded by his zeal for the Catholic church, Harold joined the rest of his brothers in their foolish march against the Muslim hordes. He was part of the army that participated in the massacre of Jewish villages on the way towards Jerusalem. One such village was the village was Mainz. While he was there, Harold personally participated in the genocide against the unarmed and innocent Jewish people taking shelter there. After that massacre, Harold and his fellow crusaders moved on to besiege Antioch. After the year long siege of the city, the crusaders broke inside and pillaged the city. The inhabitants were massacred, just as the Jews were earlier. Kerbogha and an army of Muslims besieged Antioch soon after. After sallying forth and defeating Kerbogha, the crusaders and Harold moved upon the holy city of Jerusalem. It was there, during the Siege of Jerusalem during the First Crusade, that Harold died.

Many years later, during December of the year 2017, Harold was brought back to life by Baeul the Necromancer. Baeul was a young man who had recently acquired the power of sorcery. During his summoning, Baeul made a critical mistake: he had messed up a word. A single word, and his creation had been ruined. Harold’s body had been turned into fiery a torture chamber for his soul, and the summoner’s control over his monster had been ruined. In a fit of rage, Anguish turned his great strength against the warlock and pounded his pathetic face into the dirt. From there, Anguish began to burn a trail through the forest he had awoken in towards the nearest source of light: Milwaukee, Wisconsin. There was only a single thought on Anguish’s mind while he marched: He needed to die. This horrifying pain that burned within his disgusting demonic body wasn’t worth living with. He had no idea who he was or where he had come from. Anguish had only fleeting images that he couldn’t understand to remind him of a past that he did not know. Hurt and confused, Anguish’s primal instincts led him towards the lights of the city. Perhaps, somewhere deep inside, he knew those lights meant people. Where there were people, there were weapons; and weapons could end this anguish.