[i]Name:[/i] Amos

[i]Also known as:[/i] Heaven’s Guard and Valor. Most recently, "The Sleeping God".

[i]Age:[/i] Looks like he is in his thirties, but his real age is unknown. 

[i]God status:[/i] God of Valor

[i]Personality:[/i] Amos is rash, arrogant and patriotic. He is singular in his beliefs that the need for great heroism goes beyond all other emotions and any weakness is a sign of cowardice. He cares little for mortals and their affairs, calling them lesser. His mentality is that of the needs of the many, outweigh the needs of the few, unless of course he happened to be the few.

[i]Parents:[/i] The Sun and Moon

[i]Sexuality:[/i] Straight

[i]Form on Earth: [/i]
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[i]True Form: [/i]
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[i]Powers: [/i]

[b]Divine Strength –[/b] Has enhanced strength, even more so then other gods.
[b]Divine Weapons –[/b] Has incredible mastership of weapons and there attributes.
[b]Lightning magic – [/b]The ability to use weaponized lightning. (ex; a lightning bolt)

[i]Weapon/Attribute:[/i] He has a heavenly sword called Cerbanis, which is an extension of himself and can be called upon at any time. Cerbanis itself grants the user spectral wings that allow flight.
 
[i]History (Pre-Earth bound):[/i] Being one of the eldest born to the Sun and Moon, Amos had much responsibility in the Heavens. His main focus was protecting it from all incursions of hostile intent. Monsters fell time and time again to his blade, powerful spirits were banished with his lightning and all looked to him as Guardian. Because of his responsibility, he neglected his siblings often but that did not mean he did not care. No, he told himself because of what he did, they were at least safe. Though one could say that he did become close with Armarion, God of War and Knowledge. On many a time they battled monsters and even stood side by side when battling in the Pantheon wars. However some of their views conflicted and especially about humans. Rarely did he mettle in the affairs of mortals because they were nothing to him. He could not grasp why they even existed for surely if there was beings like him then what need for inferior creations? He asked Armarion about this but his answers never satisfied him. He was also usually a deciding factor in many of the politics that went on because he stoutly refused any change in the order that he created. Oh but this order would soon crash around him..

[i]History (Post-Earth bound):[/i] He attacked Heaven’s gates for what seemed like a century with no avail, not even a dent was put on those impregnable objects. The worst thing imaginable had happened to Amos and that was being locked out of his own home, powerless to stop anything from happening to it. He was lost in his rage for even longer as he could not grasp the concept of why? Why would someone keep them out of their home? During this time he wondered Earth, occasionally mingling in human wars, killing droves of them before leaving again. Eventually, when he could finally be reasoned with Armarion came to him and told him how they got locked out. Of how Brontes had caused his misery. Needless to say he joined his army, and attempted to track him and for years they tried to find death. Those that lost faith in the hunt only made Amos angry because it was their divine duty to find a way back in but even so others followed suite. After three thousand years of nothing, the army finally broke apart because no one could find Brontes. He spat at them, saying he would search himself but after ten more years he simply gave up. He said goodbye to Armarion and they went separate ways, but not before being bestowed the title of one of the Final Furies.

He began to wander again, like those many years ago, without purpose until he found an abandoned castle somewhere in the wilderness of the world. Completely forgotten it looked like a forest had started to grow in it. And as he walked into the throne room vegetation had sprung up with many flowers blooming in the patches of sunlight that beamed down from the broken roof. His solemn gaze eventually turned to the throne upon which he sat down, thrusting Cerbanis into the ground next to him. He realized that without his purpose he was useless so he shut his eyes, sleep overtaking all his senses. Time went on, his body unchanging but the structure becoming more of a forest growing and dying as the years went by. Finally the year 2015 finally came around but Amos did not stir because he had not a clue what was going on outside. His only hope now was to be awoken from his slumber.

[i]Motive:[/i] To have purpose again in the Heavens he loves.

(Note- This character died on page 5)