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[b]Nicknames/Alias:[/b][color=c0c0c0] Drake
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[b]Height:[/b][color=c0c0c0] 172cm
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[b]Weight:[/b][color=c0c0c0] 75kgs
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[b]Age:[/b][color=c0c0c0] 16
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[b]Gender: [/b][color=c0c0c0] Male
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[b]Nationality:[/b][color=c0c0c0] Polish
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[b]Hometown:[/b][color=c0c0c0] Krakōw
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[b]Date of Birth:[/b][color=c0c0c0] 21/01/02 
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[b]Family:[/b][color=c0c0c0] Nightburden
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[b]Status:[/b][color=c0c0c0] Scion
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[b]Weapon of Choice: [/b][color=c0c0c0][url=https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kusarigama]Kusarigama[/url] or [url=https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rapier]Rapier[/url] & [url=https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parrying_dagger]Parrying dagger[/url]
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[/color][b]Magic:[/b][color=c0c0c0] Tenebris Sanguine;
This shadow magic is triggered by blood. It solidifies darkness into ‘shadow stuff’,  a dangerous malleable substance that can change its properties in an instant. From soft waving and stretching tentacles to high speed razor sharp projectile daggers. 
To activate this power blood must be dropped into an area of shade or darkness. This power is stronger (produces stronger shadow stuff) in darker enviroments or with the spilling of more blood. [indent]



[/indent][/color][b]Strengths:[/b][color=c0c0c0] Influenced by demons blood, he is faster, stronger and more durable than the average human, this coupled with his altered genetics and heavy strict disciplined training make him quite the formidable opponent.
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[b]Weaknesses:[/b][color=c0c0c0] Fissured reality; Drakus is sometimes haunted by visions and nightmares during his waking moments. This can cause all manner of distractions and unable to believe his own eyes, this constantly causes him to question what he see’s.
Desperation and losing control; Unable to ever make anyone proud, he still fears disappointment. He has learned to push beyond his limits to prevent failure however doing so comes at a cost of drawing on the demon blood within him and giving up some self control.
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[b]Fears:[/b][color=c0c0c0] Ostracisation; to be looked down upon, considered as less, pitied, laughed at.
Madness; the fear of losing control, losing the ability to think rationally, becoming overwhelmed and driven by emotion, losing any sense of self and identity, acting inappropriately or bringing himself shame, these things scare him terribly.[/color]

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[b]Personality:[/b][color=c0c0c0] Cold, distant, elitist, controlling, condescending, perfectionist. These are all terms that have been used to describe Drakus, and none of them would be wrong. Self centred he cares for little else beside his stature among others. He has known little of camaraderie or friendship but experienced a life time of hierarchy and obedience.
There is no place or time for emotions and weakness in the heart of a warrior. Discipline and riggerous training will triumph in a world where the strong rule the weak and only the fittest survive. Drakus was born a survivor.

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[b]Likes:[/b][color=c0c0c0][list][*]Order and routine.[*]Lierature[*]Sharp things[*]Manners and etiquette[*]Heirachy[/list]
[/color][b]Dislikes:[/b][color=c0c0c0][list][*]Chaos[*]Excuses[*]Disrespect[*]Weakness[*]Dirt[/list]
[/color][b]Backstory:[/b][color=c0c0c0][hider=Backstory - A sad tale of a cold distorted upbringing.]

Drakus is more or less essentially a creation and has always been treated as so. Less a child and more the successful results of many morally questionable experiments in a long line of failures, a living standing testament to a new age of modern science and knowledge, a purpose built commodity of deliberate design and careful specification. 
There was no love to be lost in his household. Sure he was looked upon with pride, but it was not pride in his own actions or achievements but instead a self pride from the viewers eyes like that of a craftsman pleased with what he produced. 
Drakus could get no credit for anything he had done or achieved, instead owing it to those that overlooked him. However failures and disappointment were always his to wear alone. He was raised by ever changing nurses, constantly monitored by scientists and educated of discipline in strict military fashion. Sure he did not have to go through this alone. He had many siblings, in a sense. 

None of the children in this breeding farm knew who their mothers really were but some of the kids displayed similar appearances and or abilities. In fact most did in some way or another but they were so accustomed to it, seeing hardly anyone else, they barely recognised the signs. In the end, getting close to this family wasn’t worth it. One by one they began falling sick and eventually dying or being taken away. Often there were no goodbyes, yet still that was preferential to what else was going on with the others. A madness began to sweep over a minority, pure insanity. Sure some of it was simply unnerving babble and unpredictable erratic behaviour, but as haunting as that could be it was nothing compared to the masochistic violence that some of the children burst out with. Or the sickening displays of sadism that they unawaringly stumbled upon. 

But of course such a vile place could not be sustained or remain hidden forever. The powers that be shut it down. In the end, before their separation, Drakus was one of six remaining children. It is still unknown what happened to them, if they even survived at all.

Life changed for Drakus after that point. He was adopted into a wealthy and respectable family. While taught little of demons he was still unexplainably trained in the martial arts to combat them. He had a strict regiment of daily tasks and chores followed by endless hours of repetitious drills and exercise. Still, no matter how hard he was pushed, he remained grateful. For this was far better than what had come before.

One day finally sense was made of everything. All the unasked questions were answered and he learned much of the demons, his powers and the truths of the world. It also became apparent that at least one other child had survived, up until that day anyway. Defeated by a demon. Drakus was to continue his training at the school of death, the last and truest test.


Those early years of Drakus childhood still hang with him. Unable to be forgotten they were filled with the things of other children’s nightmares. Since hell had become his norm, his nightmares had to become made of something worse. Still, as they revisit him again and again, he can’t help but notice they grow stronger and deeper every year. Drakus eternally haunted and unable to ever escape them. Even now, years later he still is plagued by the same dreams as before, now they no longer even wait for him to sleep, preying upon and terrorising him even in the wake of day. A constant torment on an already fragile mind.[/hider]


[/color][b]Hobbies/Interests:[/b][color=c0c0c0] Drakus has learnt to enjoy the familiarity of repetition. Never having had time to persue his own interests he has since found old routines to become an escape from his own mind. Therefore martial practice and training is his first hobby. 
When the body is done he will sharpen the mind with books of philosophy or important literature. Always striving to remain educated and of equal stature and knowledge as those of the higher circles. Less he be considered less than them or be made a fool of on conversation.
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[b]Other:[/b][color=c0c0c0] Possible plot hooks - [/color]
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