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Name|| Sealameet
Nickname|| n/a
Age|| 542 years since his so called birth to this realm
Race|| Fallen (angel/demon kind of hybrid)
Personality|| 
He is rather antisocial. Not by nature but he lacks any form of actual education on how to react around most inhabitants of this plane of existence. He has a tendency to speak in rather cryptic messages. Despite his lack of social skills though he does make an attempt to be friends with others even if most of the time it seems it will end poorly. He has a rather strong sense of loyalty for those that he has managed to become friends with and managed to actually keep as friends, willing to help in any means he can help. 
History|| 
He has no memory of where he comes from yet he knows he did not just manifest in this world anew rather he was summoned here and in the process, had all old memories wiped. The one that summoned him was a man gifted with magic but upon first coming to the realm of men, Sealameet was outraged and ultimately destroyed the man in his primal rage. Upon controlling his anger and confusion he left the area which had been within the walls of some old cave perhaps long destroyed by the elements and so forth. He took interest of a village within a few months studying the inhabitants to learn about where exactly he was and what men exactly were. He remained to the shadows for many years as he merely watched and observed humans, trying to adapt and be able to mingle with them and learn their odd tongue from a distance. It wouldn't be until year twenty of his existence until he mastered a crude human form which he has developed over the years.
His other powers he didn't grasp much until year a hundred, primarily all being of dark magic making him believe he was a creature that resided in the depths. It was only logical to think so at the time for he did feel safer amongst the shadows then the daylight. Upon completing the human form, he didn't stray far from the village he had observed so often until over decades and then centuries it got larger and larger and he worried about his true identity to be revealed. He knows men well enough to know they would view him as some form of monstrosity and look to destroy him. He even developed fear of the other supernaturals doing so at the time but has since laid those fears to rest.
Eventually it was only by mere chance he heard of the academy. His interests were peaked and soon he found himself heading their, to perhaps meet others like him as well as learn the truth of where he comes from.

Additional Information|| 
True form:
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The white would be blue instead however. Shorter hair of course, mostly spiked on top.
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