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[color=lightblue][center]The Mystic Shield[/center][/color]
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Age: 25 - older just means being everyone’s babysitter and they don’t ever appreciate it. 

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[color=lightblue][center]“The fuck you staring at, haven’t seen the horsemen of the apocalypse stroll into town before?”

“Mainly was just staring at you”

“Ah yes because I am entirely more strange than everyone else I am walking with,”

“You’re the only one who looks like a zombie,”

“We all can’t have your grace and charm,”[/center][/color]

He lightly taps your cheek with a pale, cold hand. He looks like snow, he’s cadaver white and doesn’t seem to find anything strange about that? Sure he’s walking alongside a woman whose body is covered entirely in illustrations, you have to look away as you realize her fronts are entirely visible. You feel your heart slightly jolt and your cheeks go red hot. He walks slightly slouched over, which one makes him quite shorter than everybody else in the group and also much shorter than his actual age. It gives you the impression of gliding fabric. His barefeet are so soft and quiet you barely register they are walking on broken tarmac and the scattered remains of society. Sometimes he stands up straight, but that really doesn’t change the impression of the man much.

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[color=lightblue][center]“Actually I am more interested in who the hell you are,” you try to catch up with their pace, “and are you staying long?”

“We? Are the coming rapture, whatever that means is up for our interpretation,” he shrugs, “as for staying long? Why would we do that? To have a chat and sip hot chocolate from M.R.Es with you? And your slave caste?”

“You’re kind of an asshole,”

“I am kind of a lot of things, but I wasn’t the one who greeted you with judgment about your appearance in fact I complimented an otherwise average build, please continue I am sure my patrons want to hear more,”[/center][/color]

His voice is dry and hoarse, it has a rather low cadence that gives the impression of someone more than meets the eye. In fact to you it sounds more intimidating like a threat of violence without the actual threat of violence. He speaks slow, with a slight slur, you wonder if that has to do with anything about the tiredness of his look. Bags under his eyes, vaguely covered up by a thin line of eyeliner. You wonder who put it there? His nails are black and he himself looks slightly anemic. You aren’t sure if that’s the albinism or if there is something wrong with him. His lips are black as well, the hell is this freak. Most of the rest look well somewhat normal.

His irises are interesting as well. Both of them are golden, but one of them the white of his eye is darkening, turning black. There’s a mix of red in one of his golden irises and black veins are beginning to form underneath the surface of his skin. 

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[color=lightblue][center]“Look, we got off on the wrong foot, maybe we can get you guy’s some help,” you put your hands on the 5’4” - 5’5”, 162cm-165cm, man. He looks at you like you’re a virus and seems entirely disgusted you placed your hands on him.

“You want to lose that hand?”

“No”

“I best suggest you put it back at your side then,”[/center][/color]

Lifting your hands, jesus christ all you did was touch him. Don’t touch the zombie, noted. 

Personality:

[color=lightblue][center]“They foolishly assumed that by plugging us away from the world that we’d have nothing to care about. While I see the end of the world and think that is a crumbling nothing. I also think it be too foolish of me not to admit that I don’t want to see any of these children dead. So, what do we do? When will the divide occur and when will one of them run away from my grasp where I can no longer watch them? Where a younger brother or sister, clashes with what I’d say that I am the equivalent of an older brother. I am not just worried about their death, I am worried about losing these children’s focus,”[/center][/color]
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To the outsider Nyx is likely described as that crazed mage. The expression he gives isn’t too far off from that, but that could be his intimidation factor working against him in this case. Those that know him, know him as a mature older brother figure who can often be grouchy, and verbally aggressive. He never results to physical violence unless there is a reason to burst into altercation. To call him unstable is an insult to the work he inhabits and his role within the group of hybrid orphans. In truth, stressed might likely be the word. One of the very few of the older, as one of the eldest, he takes pride in taking care of the children and protecting them. In his eyes even if the younger are in his age range, he’ll always see them as the ones’ he needs to protect. 

Which might put him at odds with the Gods considering their plan. Nyx is a brutish protector, while he’s skinny, and even deals with old injuries, he’s not always the nurturing type of affectionate person. He’s the type to care by pouring a bottle of whiskey on an injury and telling you to quit bitching as someone is going to patch you up. While many who don’t understand the dynamic of the Gods Orphans would see this treatment as abusive, Nyx to some of the orphans view him as tough, a strong fighting spirit, who encourages others to toughen and strengthen alongside him.

Their world and environment is a harsh one and Nyx has had to adopt a harsh nurturing style to suit the world and suit the fate that has been woven to into them. The one they are drawn to, due to the nature of their corrupted blood. This is not, and never has been a world where you could coddle and shelter those around you, but the Orphans always knew and will continue to know Nyx cares. He’d never breakdown into tears or come hugging you telling you how much he is proud or how much he cares, you simply know by the actions he takes.

Some likely consider Nyx a sailor mouth, he has a habit of cursing the most finding a way to insert some kind of language. He has a very dry and very, very dark wit. Sometimes it’s hard to tell if Nyx is joking about the acts of violence that he will inflict on others. While he’d never express it to the others verbally, Nyx is very stressed about the current future for the others. If he has to be the voice of reason someday, than so be it. That worries him, that one day one of the orphans likely will disagree, they will see the sweet sweet temptation of their fate or their destiny and turn their back on the others. Nyx prepares for that day, loving the others, but cautiously paranoid about their situation in this current destiny. 

While Nyx might not be as unstable as he appears, Nyx is not only verbally aggressive, he is known for physical violence. Though with none of the orphans. He’s not the type to spare a Deamis or really any threat. He has no loyalty to mercy or a second chance. Unfortunately you cannot spare someone that kind of humanity in this kind of the world. A person or really a Deamis you spare, is the likelihood of betrayal in the future. It is a harsh reality Nyx understands very well. He’s a survivalist, and puts the survival of the others above all else.

The only time Nyx might not seem “like himself” usually is when he wakes up. Well better put when he is abruptly awoken. Due to Nyx’s power nature and the dominion that dwells in him, Nyx spends most of the day sleeping. Which has earned him another nickname “Creepy Cat”, but it’s best not to call Nyx that, he’d probably not find that as funny. It’s best if you have to wake Nyx up during the day to do it cautiously and at a distance. Really that’s at your own risk. Goodluck.

With that said Nyx is often well balanced. He’s not so aggressive that he is hard to approach, but when violence is pulled out of him he will meet expectations with brutality. He’s already planned in his mind on what to do to defy fate, and hopes to have earned enough respect from the others to make that a possibility. Though heartbreaking he’s also prepared himself if that time comes where he must face a brother or sister. 

God:

[hider= Star Scaled Goddess]
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Before there was the night, there was the Sun. How the Sun was born, some say the Sun God Ehnoun froze a meteor in the sky before it could wipe all life, some say it was the first fires of the earth that had expelled out in which Ehnoun contained. Whatever the truth might be the first fires were Mui’s egg, where she slept and learned of the world. When she was ready to emerge she plunged the world into darkness when she hatched. The world grew cold, and this brought death to the world. Mui upon instinct, or memory of the first fires, stitched the two halves of her shell back together. It burned with the lingering heat of the first fire and brought the first night to the world. Mui was considered the world’s first mystery to the world.

Upon her birth, she made a still world turn with time. She brought death to the world. She brought motion to the waves. And her beautiful body blended into the sky and all that could be seen by an observer was twinkling of light, stars we call them, though some have always called them Mui’s scales. Some welcomed her with open arms, and others cursed her name for she didn’t shine as brightly as the morning sun. In fact some would goes as far to say she was evil if they did not understand the unknown. 

She brought uncertainty to the world, and fear of the unknown. She awakened the night creatures that preyed upon the mortal flesh.But there were some who blessed Mui as well. While she was a sign of death, despair, the unknown, parallel, and fear. She was also a sign of healing, she was a sign of the changing seasons, and the sign of time. She brought movement to a still world. A world grew under embrace.
She was a Deity who was worshipped by Sages of the past. It is said that Dragon’s blood was used as ink to craft spells. Mui and Ehnoun being Gods worshipped by the dragons, both with equally mystical powers. Mortal humans harnessed this power and energy into mysticism and magic. For many years, humans hid in the dark, using the power of the moon to draw in their crystals, to perform rituals of magic, to bless their holy waters. And under the guidance of Mui they were safe, obscure even to those that feared their mysticism.

Many years later when the world became cold and mechanical, with it’s machineries and technology, many of the Sages who followed her had perished. Under the fear mongering zealots who called the pagan worship the work of evil. They were slaughtered, a long history of witch hunts and sage killing. But it wasn’t just the sages and the witches that were killed, so were the dragons, and anything remotely intertwined in the world of the unknown, the mysterious and the powerful.

Magic was regulated in this mechanical world, this more mature, developed world of skyscrapers, as merely entertainment and a figment of imagination. Meanwhile, a secret and underground organization kept the tradition alive. An old order as old as the Masons and the like still existed. Many of its people were descendants of those that fled persecution. Orbius Nytis Order regulated their practices safely underground, a secret society whose descendants fled from the witch hunts to survive, who rejected the modern world and kept to themselves.
It is The Orbius Nytis who prepared themselves for the Deamis invasion. They promised to aid Mui in whatever way they could. This meant a member would give up their child to be infused by Deamis and bestowed Mui’s presence. 

That woman would be Moira Enright. Who performed the ritual to bind these powers within her newborn and the one who would give up that very same child not to soon after to live away from the world not unlike the Orbius Nytis had for all this time.

Deamis:

[hider= Purveyor of Forbidden Knowledge]
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Lexis connection on first glance to the Gods and Mui might seem distant at best, but it was inevitable wouldn’t it? Where there is information to hide, there is always one to uncover it. Lexis is not connected to the Gods like a mirror reflection, he is connected by their direct actions as a consequence. No one's truly sure how Lexis came to exist. How he was born, or exactly his origins and even he isn’t sure himself. He describes it as “stepping into existence”. And when he emerged from the Celestial Void, he had a hunger and appetite to uncovering secrets. Especially the secrets those would like others not to know. 

Who you talk to is the interpretation of Lexis. As his name is tied and associated with terrible things in Mortals history. To the Mystics his name is in association with the witch hunts and murdering of those that knew magic. His name is in association with the genocide of the draconic race. His name is in association with the creation of weapons of mass destruction. To the victims of horror that others wrought with the knowledge he bestowed onto their assailants, he is associated as an evil entity, a dark entity. Though he denies such associations because knowledge is objective.

To those who used the knowledge he gave to destroy and harm others, they use his name in honor. They see him as a savior. A someone who helped them fight something they were afraid would take them over. They use his name and plaster it up like he is a hero. 

And some Mortals form no opinions of Lexis, merely because they are his thralls. Mortals whose mind warped into madness when they couldn’t handle the knowledge Lexis told. These Husk of Sin maintain Lexis’ sinful library as librarians cataloging and logging every piece of forbidden knowledge. Few Mortals have stepped into the Void Athenaeum. Many rarely see the true horror Lexis is and instead many Mortals meet him as a trustworthy and charming man.

Judge and question his actions as you may,  he views himself as an amoral being that has to exist because all knowledge is objective, it doesn't take sides and even if he aided the Deamis in the knowledge of beating Khthon's barrier, that doesn't mean he ever took on a side on the matter. Though freedom to do as he always has done is always a bonus.

Weapon: 

Threadbearer 

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Is that a pair of dagger sized scissors? Why yes it is. The Threadbearer is a unique weapon that has many unique features beside also being entirely a brutal method for stabbing and cutting. The sharp edge could be thrusted into an enemy’s abdomen eviscerating them. The scissors could be spread open and used to dismember a arm or leg. It can also be used very crudely as a giant ninja star. And while all these methods are beautiful, glory and delicious in every sense of the word. But the Threadbearer has its own unique properties ready to be born.

Lvl 1. Soulcutter - 

The Threabearer is connected to its victim by their blood, and connected to its user through battle. What the Threadbearer reveals to the user of this weapon is the soul of the individual it cuts. Not the whole soul, pieces of it as it eeks out, like water slipping from a tiny hole. This slipping, allows the user to cut their victim not just through flesh, but spiritually. With adverse effects depending on what the user cuts.

Abilities:

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Lunar Being Physiology -

Lunar physiology the Moon is the cosmic sign that Nyx was born under. The Moon itself is a healing energy and gives Nyx a passive boon, a slow way to recover injuries. This recovery is not instantaneous. It is slow and dependent on the severity of the injury. Small things like paper cuts recover faster over a significantly smaller course of days. While his spinal injury took at least 9 months to recovery fully and he still suffers from consequences. He still can suffer nerve damage, or he still suffers back pain, back spasms, and nerve pain in his back for example. 

It should be noted that because he is a night sign, one of the reasons he sleeps the majority of the day and feels alert and awake during the evening.

Also unlike the other orphans Nyx isn't given direct abilities. Instead his Lunar Physiology allows him to tap into the ancient art of Mysticism. Allowing him to use magic in a form of a spellbook, read, and understand magic in the world and tap into the power of ancient scrolls. 

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[center]"In the corner of the book was a woman's name, written in small font Moira Enright. A message written in ink; May you never forget your humanity. Marked with a kiss of pink lipstick."[/center]

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[color=#DEF994][i][b]Final Thoughts: In some ways it shames me I could only leave you with these two spells. It takes great Sages many years to become Masters and even then few great Sages are considered Masters within the community. Remember when crafting your next spells to not force the spell. Spells have a nature and you must respect their life. [/b][/i][/color][/hider]

Deamis:

Evil Eye 

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Lexis might argue that this trait of Nyx has nothing to directly with his lineage, in fact it is a consequence of his lineage not the other way around. This ability begins with a tale known as The Cursed Vision of Edmond Mortes. After all without the actions of Edmond Mortes the Evil Eye wouldn’t have been born. You could say the Evil Eye was born from Mui and her wrath over the actions of Lexis. 

It began with Edmond and his defilement of a shrine of Mui, stories to get added on some say he was drunk and pissed on Mui’s statue, others say he stole money from her offerings, and others say he inappropriately tried to touch one of her followers. Which story is true, Mui found offense to Edmond’s actions and cursed him to be unable to see or have the benefits of Magic. Suddenly a world of illusions, text only seen by Sages were all completely taken from Edmond. 

He was still a man with an uncanny six sense, and while this world remain invisible to him as it does ordinary Mortal folk he always couldn’t shake the feeling there was more. It was years, years later after being blinded from the world that Mui took from him, he met a scholarly man named Lexis. A mortal man who seemed to just know enough that made Edmond intrigued by him.

The man built curiosity in Edmond, their conversations reminded him of something missing though not sure exactly what. Eventually it came to fruition of what he was missing, Lexis being a man he knew had the knowledge of many things. Sought him out to find a way to break free of his curse, not willing to admit or offer penance to Mui herself.

That is when Agatama was brought to the Mortal World. That being a parasite that attaches to the eye of an individual, stealing the orbital surface for itself and reveals an invisible world to those with dulled enchanted senses. 

In the stories it is said the Agatama was seized from Edmond and was killed. This version of the Agatama’s powers is not one to give sight to the user who doesn’t have it, but to aid the user in their forever hunt to end the Deamis Kings. In fact this version of the Evil Eye is more directly connected to the Moon and its phases. It was said to be given from a dark moon ritual, one that isn’t often performed for it’s controversial components and techniques, but this synthetic form of that power grants Nyx Mystic Sight.

The Evil Eye’s Mystic Sight;

New Moon - Evil eye is not visible, both eyes are visibly with a white of the eye and his irises match. There are no benefits at this stage. Though black veins are always visible underneath the skin,these are signs of ritual  implantation of the eye like surgery scars.

First Quarter - Left eye begins to blacken and his usual golden irises is beginning to turn crimson. Has the ability to see magical auras in this state and see through invisible walls. 

Waxing Gibbous - Left eye is almost completely transformed. Has the ability to see magical auras, see through invisible walls, illusions, and see magical impressions left - like runes and symbols.

Full Moon - Mystic Sight 

Left eye is completely transformed and while it has all the powers of it’s previous states it is fully awakened in this state. Giving Nyx his last ability Mystic Sight. 

When Nyx locks gaze with a Deamis or Mortal for 30 seconds, his eye marks them. If that target flees, he will be able to see where they are going through his evil eye.. Essentially he can see through their eyes, where they are walking in given direction to his.

Waning Gibbous - See waxing gibbous, eye is beginning to revert back to its original state, all given benefits of waxing.

Last Quarter - See first quarter, eye is beginning to further regress to its normal state. All benefits of first quarter.

Waning Crescent - Eye is normal. No benefits.