Axel Silas - Guardian of Death

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The name is Axel Silas.
Others call me things far too unpleasant for you to know.
I have survived here for an unknown number of years.
There's no doubt I am a Male.
My place in this world is a Guardian.


SPECIES
* Angelic Guardian
Guardian with Angel-like qualities, but not a spiritual being.


** User of the DEATH element.


WHEN I LOOK IN THE MIRROR...
*Even though he rarely deems to look at himself, Axel's appearance is undoubtedly memorable. Black, often greasy hair dangles in his face and falls just at his shoulders in some places. His onyx locks are uneven and in terrible disarray. They dangle over one of his scarlet, demonic eyes which glow with a frightening intensity almost constantly. Hidden beneath dark and furrowed brows, his eyes are hardened and cold to all who look upon them, and staring into them too long can leave you feeling breathless. Even taking on the slightest touch of Death's power is enough to disorient a mortal being.

Axel's skin is a deep tan from his youth, days full of the hot sun as he farmed his family's land. Taut muscles ripple in his arms and his chest from his times of hard physical work. Even at that age he rarely chose to don a shirt, and the habit stuck with him through adulthood. Unless forced to go out into public or somewhere "formal", Axel almost always stomps around shirtless. The only article of clothing he's always sure to keep with him besides pants is a simple black bandana. It often covers the bottom half of his face to about the midpoint of his nose to hide a hideous and gnarled scar that cuts its way from the left side of his chin all the way up to his right cheek. He is digusted by it and its origin so chooses to keep it hidden.

Along with his Guardianship came a huge, ominous pair of deep black wings. They have a wingspan of at least eight feet and tower over Axel's 6'4 frame when fully outstretched. They have taken plenty of hits as well, and in some areas huge chunks of sooty feathers have gone missing. Steel chains as strong as any magic are wrapped and coiled tightly over both of them, as a sign of his eternal imprisonment as a Guardian.They shiver and rattle whenever he moves as a constant reminder to him of his punishment.

ABILITIES

• Shadow manipulation
  
• Power and strength of a top Guardian
  
• Collecting and harvesting souls of the dead
  
• Causing death in intense situations
  
• Power over Deathly elements (Earth, Fire, Dark)
  
• Master of weaponry
  
• Extraordinary physical strength
  
  

DISABILITIES

• His temper
  
• Reckless behavior and decision making
  
• Weaker to Life-aligned creatures
  
• Is not on good terms with Life Guardian
  

MY OWN PERSON...
Far from being a people person, Axel is what all mortals would expect Death to be: cold, merciless, stolid, unpredictable, and just plain angry. He doesn't hold back and certainly doesn't hide what he feels. Axel is prone to violence, both verbal and physical. He holds extreme disdain for the Guardian of Life and all who follow him. A mask of pure, solid stone covers his expression almost all of the time, except when he is enraged. Axel's fury is like taking a match to gasoline; it completely explodes. All ready uncaring and unfeeling for the souls of the world, when set into this kind of whirlwind, he will mow down just about anyone that gets in his way or tries to calm him down.

Uncouth, brash, and belligerent, Axel says what he feels and does whatever the hell he wants. He cares nothing for approval of those beneath him and makes that point quite clear. Rarely ever showing his face to the outside world, Axel retreats to his fortress and lives in pure silence. He has many scars, both emotionally and physically, and when they begin to get to him, he shuts himself off from the rest of the world.

LIKES:

• Alcohol
  
• Being alone
  
• Weaponry
  
• Night
  
• Silence

DISLIKES:

• People
  
• Raphael
  
• Commotion
  
• Whiners
  
• Children
  
• Horses
  
• Being sober
  

THE STORY OF MY PAST...
*If he told you everything, your head will explode. So he'll condense it. From the time he was a child he was forced to defend his mother from the raging fists of his father. He was forced into Guardianship and punished with his damned wings for attempting to flee his duties. In a series of destructive events that were far from being his fault, the Guardian Wars began. I'm assuming you know the rest.

SAMPLE OF THE WORKS...
*Axel sighed in relief as he gulped down the last drop of brandy from the glass bottle. Slumping down onto his red lounger, he glanced around his bleak place of refuge and hurled the bottle against a stone wall, making it shatter instantly. With a grunt he hauled himself up and stalked out the door as his amulet beat red, signaling a dying soul. This was the last thing he needed. Regardless, he glanced upward calmly as a bolt of red lightning shot down from seemingly nowhere, making him vanish from his one sanctuary.


EXTRAS...
*As the Guardian of Death, Axel uses a scythe as a weapon and harvesting device. He also has an amulet that he must wear at all times in order to keep in contact with the world around him.

Scythe

Amulet


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