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Name: Alexander Galus. "The Knight of Thorns"

Species: Human?

Gender: Male

Age: Unknown.

Birthplace: A kingdom that no longer exists within the current age.

Current Location: Wandering the world, in proximity to Wanderneir.

Physical Description: [url=https://ih1.redbubble.net/image.546870875.0512/raf,750x1000,075,t,fafafa:ca443f4786.u1.jpg]Alexander[/url] stands at approximately six feet and three inches tall. Most of the human features that he might've possessed have worn away, but he appears distinctly human. His eyes are merely glowing orbs, and his voice sounds slightly unnatural. There is no flesh revealed by Alexander's armor, and indeed Alexander seems to never remove it either. What lies beneath is entirely an enigma. However, Alexander does not tire, he does not eat, drink, or sleep. Thus, despite his human appearance, Alexander is something else.

Mental Description: Alexander acts as enigmatic as he looks. What he seeks is often a mystery, but it is known that Alexander seeks to purge the world of monsters and other beings which do not belong. 

Other: Alexander is in possession of [url=https://file-comic-9.anyacg.co/images/a3/a0/a3a0434802e1143f98c0569e26bcc4fcfb9e6df8_334717_731_1100.jpg]a horse[/url] that appears just as inhuman as he does. This horse does not tire, does not sleep, nor does it eat or drink. Interestingly, this horse is just as enigmatic as Alexander is. It appears and vanishes just as often as Alexander does. Alexander might ride into town on his horse, dismount and bring it to the stable, only for the horse to vanish into thin air the moment he leaves. Only for the horse to then be present at the stable once more when Alexander returns. Interestingly, this horse can also ride up and down surfaces that appear impossible, such as vertical walls and across water. This horse is also much more precise and agile than most other horses, and can leap great distances with ease. Alexander calls this horse Grigori.

Background Information: Alexander hails from a kingdom lost to time. He was merely a mercenary serving the kingdom, nothing more. He was tasked with dealing with a wizard who threatened the kingdom, and set out on his journey. Upon finding the wizard, battle commenced, and Alexander lost merely moments after. This wizard cursed Alexander into a realm between life and death. There, Alexander stayed for over three hundred years, fighting against lost souls and other monsters that were also cursed into this realm. This went on endlessly until one day Alexander found a lone horse wandering the plains. His body ravaged by countless battles, Alexander approached the horse. It did not attack, nor transform into some beast. Alexander climbed onto the horse, and found himself being whisked rapidly towards seemingly nothing. The surrounding environments became a blur, until suddenly the horse stopped as easily as if it had been walking slowly. Alexander dismounted shakily, and stared in awe at the horse for a moment before he turned to look at his surroundings. They stood within the armory of a castle, and before him lay a two tables. One of which held the armor he is now known for, the other held the armor that is seen adorning his horse.

As he dressed, Alexander felt things slipping away. Fear, regret, hunger, exhaustion. When he was fully dressed in the armor, Alexander felt nothing. Try as he might, Alexander could not remove the armor. His humanity and human limitations slipped away from him, no longer was he bound to flesh and blood. Alexander felt a calmness slip into his mind, like someone pouring cool water into his head. Alexander armored the horse with the remaining set of armor, and mounted once again. Alexander had been chosen. The realm that Alexander had been cursed to was beginning to expel monsters, and Alexander had been the only one able to survive against them. Alexander's horse enabled him to finally leave this dimension, and the armor he now wore would give him the strength to stand up against the monsters invading Kurata. His shield could block their magic, and his sword could banish them no matter how incorporeal they may be. 

Mounting his horse once more, Alexander rode forward once more, and into Kurata for the first time in years.

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