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PLACE HOLDER IMAGE UNTIL REAL ONE IS DRAWN

Name: Ivan Egorov 

Age:316

Grade: Second Year Zarkov Academy 

Biography: 

Ivan grew up on a farm deep in the Yekaterina wilderness off a small road. He lived with his parent near a small town. They were a humble bunch that knew the meaning of a hard day's work.

When Ivan was finally granted his gift by the gods he did not know what to make of it. The gifts tend to come with minimal instructions other than an intrinsic knowledge of what you can do, but not how to do it. He was still pleased with his gift as he found it very handy for doing repairs. He even found he could convert most of his iron tools straight to steel with little effort, but couldn't seem to make the wooden spoons metal. His power often vexed him, but never more than the day he visited the town to sell in the market for the first time. 

Ivan was selling his farms produce when a man gave him a gold coin. Ivan had never seen gold before and was used to the sight of silver and copper. The man explained that he was a traveling merchant and that gold was a highly valued substance for exchange. The man explained the value of the coin and Ivan became fascinated with the valuable substance. It was after returning that day Ivan vowed to reproduce the valued substance and bring his family and his town prosperity. 

Ivan tried many times across several weeks to create gold using his power, but he simply could not find the power he needed. He tried many different materials and even started buying exotic substances in town, but could not find the magic ingredient to make gold. It was on one such day after another round of failures that Ivan's frustration reached a boiling point. He had been working in the fields trying to sweat out his frustrations with a hard days work when he had a thought. "If only gold were to grow like the potatoes in my field. I would be the richest man in the world."  As he let himself become lost in that delusion he felt something he hadn't before. A feeling like he knew something, but couldn't quite remember it. He placed his hand upon a potato he had sown in the field. He thought to it. He thought to the potato, "Would you become gold for me?" At that moment Ivan began to feel faint as he felt the familiar pull of his strength being drained by his gift. He, however, could not stem the flow of power and passed out under the strain. Ivan awoke a week later feeling more tired than he could ever remember. His parents were both glad and furious to see him. They told him to give up on his silly dream and forget his vow. Ivan could only nod numbly until the grogginess cleared enough for him to remember why he had passed out. He rushed from his room and into the field, desperately searching for the potato he had risked his life to transform. He could not remember where he was standing and feared it had been buried in the commotion. He became manic and started to tear into the field until his parents stopped him. He didn't want to give up but feared his parents were right and that this was the end. It was then that he saw it. A glint in the rising light of the sun. A golden glint of a potato sprout. 

It was over the next few years that Ivan carefully started experimenting with his power to create a farm unlike any other. He found that after creating the first golden potato it was no trouble to break it up and sow it like any other potato. He also found he could use his powers on animals and insects. He along with his parents carefully selected different crops and animals and Ivan would them to become gold or diamond or even steel. It wasn't long until the entire farm looked like it belonged in a fantasy. There rows of golden corn, diamond butterflies, and steel cows.  Ivan did as he vowed and shared the wealth with the town so it to could prosper. The wealth and legends of his farm were bringing in lots of business for the town. Ivan was careful not to share the location of his farm carelessly, not wanting people to find where their farm was located deep in the forest. 

The rumors of Ivan's farm had spread far enough that a powerful witch took an interest in them. The witch believed if she could get a hold of that farm then she could have easy access to enough rare materials that no one could ever hope to stop the magical power she would wield.  It was on the night of a full moon that the witch launched her attack upon the farm. The witch had used the extra power from the full moon to lay a simple, but powerful curse of sleep upon the town, to cause all its residents to fall unconscious. This left only Ivan and his parents still awake. The witch came to them and demanded their surrender, "You can not beat me." she shouted, "Serve me and I shall spare your lives. If you serve I'll even reward you."

Ivan and his parents did not have any offensive gifts, all suited for support, but not for getting into the action. They all still agreed that they shouldn't let the farm fall into the hands of the witch. Ivan knew little of magic but the witch would not want their farm if she couldn't use it to do terrible things. Ivan attacked first, his parents falling suite and raised his steel hoe up to strike the witch down. The witch merely scoffed at their advancement and her eyes began to glow a sickly green. It was at this time that Ivan and his parent's bodies began to turn to stone a curse of petrification having been cast. Ivan screamed in pain as stone crawled along his body, dropping his hoe and falling to his knees. The witch merely chuckled as the family grew still, "You were foolish and now you are nothing but lawn ornaments." she cackled as she walked past their still forms. It was at that moment the witch felt a tap upon her shoulder. She halted her laughter and turned in time to see a stone fist collide with her face. She fell to the ground, Ivan following and pinning her to the ground. He beat her mercilessly, lost in an ocean of rage and regret spraying his body with crimson. The witch in desperation cast another curse upon Ivan, the same curse she used to put an entire town to sleep upon one man. Ivan felt his body growing still and reached for the hoe he stood tall above the witch and delivered a terrible blow to her stomach gutting her instantly. He raised his arms to do it again never wanting to stop but froze. Ivan stood stone still above the witch poised to strike but the blow never coming. The witch lay dying cast one more curse upon Ivan. "I may die here, but my curse will not die with me. As long as my blood persists in this world you and your family will never cease to be stone. I swear this upon my family lineage." That night the town awoke not knowing what had happened. Ivan and his family never came back and the towns overnight fame died along with the rest of the town. In only a few short years it was abandoned. 

Three hundred years later...

Deep in the Yekaterina wilderness off a small road long forgotten is a farm overgrown and overrun with impossible plants and creatures. Ivan awoke still standing with his arms raised in the air with his hoe ready to strike. His mind was foggy from his long slumber and his memories were distant just like his dreams. The first thing he saw was the body of the witch, or what was left of it. There was nothing left, but bones clinging to tattered garb giving Ivan his first indication to the time that had been lost. As he let his gaze wander he took in the rest of the farm. He couldn't describe what he saw. The magic Ivan had sown into the land had spread in his absence. The animals reproduced and the plants cross-pollinated creating entirely new constructs, unlike the one he had first forged. They were no longer bound to the one material he had started them out with but were now impossible combinations of materials and alloys he couldn't even fathom. However, this wonder and beauty were all overshadowed by the two shadows at Ivan's back. His parents still stood frozen in horror as statues. This brought a familiar anger back to his blood, but he calmed himself. "I have the power." he thought aloud, "I shall free them from their prison." Ivan reached out to his parents and thought, "Would you become human for me?" as he spoke the words he felt the familiar pull of his strength leaving him, but not as strong as before. He watched as his parents changed before him regaining flesh and blood. He was exhausted from the effort but remained conscious if only barely. His parents look to Ivan for but a moment with looks of confusion and then happiness. The moment did not last. Ivan heard an insidious laughter in his mind and his parents, before even uttering a word, turned back to stone. "No! Noooo!" Ivan feels the rage greater than then ever he reaches out to try again, but pauses. He thinks to himself for a long while, "Would you become stone for...No" he started to think, but stopped himself. "I will find a real cure. You need not be stone creatures like myself." He gazes at the dilapidated farmhouse, "It has been a long time. How long I can not fathom, but wait a little longer for me. We have time." He gazes at the overgrown fields, "We have wealth. I will find a way" I van grabs his hoe only now noticing that the steelhead had turned a dark crimson. The wood was old and rotted and Ivan restored it with a single touch. He hoisted it on his shoulder and walked out into the world.

Ivan spends many sleepless weeks trying to find answers, but with the town gone and civilization far it took him a while before he stumbled upon Zarkov Academy. Ivan figured a place for the scholarly would be able to help him find the answers he sought. The headmaster after hearing his story graciously admitted him into the school and gave him extra lessons to help him catch up with what he had missed. It was at this time he found out that his petrification was connected to the lineage of the witch that cursed him. the curse would not end until all the witches with blood tied to the witch either died or willingly severed their tie to the curse cast upon him. Ivan's hoe which had been coated in the blood of the caster had become enchanted with her blood. It would vibrate when witches are near and glow if that witch was related to his curse. Ivan vowed to seek out these witches and end his curse by any means necessary. 

Powers: Core Power Transmutation: Can convert things into other things. 
Has an exponential cost for converting matter into other matter such as Mercury to gold.
Has a liner cost for altering matter into a different state such as coal to diamonds
Has A flat cost for combining matter  such as tin and copper making bronze

First power: Manipulation of Matter:
Can alter the shape and position of things he has affected with his core power.
Has a flat cost of energy to reshape but takes more time the more complex the shape being crafted
Has a cost of weight to move objects. Objects do not fly but simply roll bend or wiggle in the desired direction. 

Second Power: Atomic Fusion and Division: Can bond objects together or break those bonds
This can only be used on objects and creatures touched by his core power
This can be used to repair damaged items 
This can be used to break apart items

Third Power: Living Constructs
Living creatures touched by Ivan's power can be changed into living constructs. They lose their flesh in exchange for a normally inanimate substance.
The living construct acts, for the most part, just as it did when alive.
They are stable even if the substance they are made of would normally crumble under its own weight
They can not die from natural causes such as sickness, starvation, asphyxiation, age, etc.
Does not die after losing critical components such as the head or chest cavity.
Will cease to be animated if they go too long without resting and/or eating effectively dying.
Can see without eyes, hear without ears, etc.
The ability to feel is a bit muted and they can not feel pain, but will instead perceive damage as unpleasant. 
Can absorb a similar substance to itself to regenerate

Relationships:

Has a vendetta against the witch who cursed him, and believes he can never be free of his stone flesh until her lineage is dead.





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