Aliases: The Onyx
Appearance: His hair is black, with the sides of his head shaved, forming a Mohawk at the top of his head, tapering off into a point at the nape of his neck. Settling for something far more simpler and more to his liking then his last appearance he now wore black fingerless gloves, a grey tank top with faded black jeans. His holsters for his swords were still there, however now rather then one there were two gun holders. On his feet were boots similar to his last ones, however this time the boots were a dark black with white lacing. Over top all of this, he had a black, 3/4-length, hooded leather jacket with red interior linings, that had a flag sewn on the left arm.
- The Onyx Project Appearance:
Personality: Unpredictable, a simple enigma who claims to have the perfect plan for everyone. Unless he considers them blood he doesn't trust despite anything he may say or the actions that he may display before them. Not the type to keep himself and quite the talkative one, unless he is busy. If busy, he'll generally stick to himself in an attempt to simply accomplish whatever his goal is at the time.
STR ---- 9
CON ---- 10
AGI ---- 10
SYN ---- 0
MAG ---- 10
- How The Project came to be:
The first few years of his life were the type any child would want at such a young age, being raised well by his mother, playing and enjoying life through the innocence only a young child may bring. However that would not last long. In short, the moment when [CORRUPT] celebrated the first minute of his sixth birthday he had been through a pure living hell. The innocence within the eyes of [CORRUPT] was snuffed out quick. His father wanted simply to make him BETTER THEN PERFECT for hours upon hours the boy would train with very little sleep or rest to get by on. Ninety percent of the time however there was no sleep or rest at all. His mother held an extreme unadulterated hate towards her husband for this, however if even the slightest word was spoken, she knew that BOTH of her children would be killed. In her eyes at least having her children alive no matter the case would be better then having them dead. She was planning though as the years went by how to save both her children, however she needed time. So for now even though her heart extremely ached, she was forced to watch her husband push her child to these unbearable points and them leave him there on the ground with an inch of life left. These moments were the time is when she would rush to child no longer being able to hold back her maternal instincts treating the boy and ensuring death would not claim her child. She made a pact in blood that somehow some way she would help her child...both of them.His father though simply wanted to train make him, make the greatest warrior of all that's what his father dream was and he wanted this to become a reality [CORRUPT] would be a tool, his tool, nothing more nothing less. Finally at the age of seventeen when [CORRUPT] began to under go the final aspects of his hell, he was allowed to go to the compound to visit his mother.
The fact alone he was allowed to made [CORRUPT] worry greatly due to the fact that he rarely saw his mother unless she visited him so his suspicions were raised being allowed to visit her.
When he approached her room the boy was shocked.
There lay his mother on the floor, her clothes were ripped and ragged she looked as though she had just gone through a complete one sided brawl. The woman had multiple wounds and large gashes that bled across her body. She breathed heavily and after a moment of shock he watched his mother coughed up blood trying to find a balance and it was obvious she was slowly leaving the shock state from her wounds.
[CORRUPT] rushed to his mothers side carefully from the broken woman's right side he lifted her setting her up gently so that it'd be easier for the poor woman to breathe.
At first you could see panic in her eyes as he held her however the moment her eyes were set onto her son she immediately calmed down and a warm loving smile was on her face.
[CORRUPT] stared into her eyes he fought so very hard against his tears not wanting to be useless.
To be help his mother somehow
However the woman was able to finally process her child's distraught face with all her strength she raised her right arm and gently caressed her sons cheek as he instinctively moved into the gentle touch.
Blood fell from her mouth when she finally spoke to her child.
"I'm so sorry I failed you"
The words of his poor mother apologizing to him shattered the last of his defenses as tears quietly began to fall.
He felt his mothers hand more and even while she was possibly moments away from death she tried to console her son as a slight chuckle came from the woman even more blood arose from her mouth however it caught her sons attention once again.
"Come on ... you've never been a cry baby even when you were hurt, don't tell me your still just a little kid."
He shook his head no fervently as he held her hand with his one normal hand pushing her hand gently towards his face feeling she was losing the strength to hold her own hand up.
She chuckled once again while he kept sniffling trying his best to stop crying.
"Come on rai-rai smile for your momma, try and give her your best smile ever..."
The woman words were barely made out breathing becoming more rigid again.
[CORRUPT] with all his might and all his will put on his best and brightest smile for his mom though he wasn't able to stop the tears falling from down his face.
While doing this though he stopped pressing her hand to his face and will the last of her strength she caressed his cheek one last time under her own power.
"That's my brave little man that smile...i just wanted to see it one more time....just one more...rai.."
Her words trailed off, followed by a final breath as her arm fell back down a small loving smile now on her face
She lay still, lifeless.
[CORRUPT] could not speak
could not breath
He just kept that smile on his face, over time it left his face.
He gently shook his mother waiting for a response from her as if she would simply open her eyes and say 'got you!'
However that wouldn't happen, after a moment [CORRUPT] opened his mouth trying to make words.
"Mother?" His hoarse voice laced with pain and confusion.
"Mommy....wake up please." The boy asked gently shaking her.
"Please wake up, dont leave I did what you asked please." The boy cried out desperately shaking her now.
"Please dont leave me....." The boy pressed his forehead against her own.
He had nothing else.....everything was taken from him.....what else could he do..
The boy cried he hugged his mothers corpse and cried his eyes out however that's when it happened.
Her body began to glow a bright blue aura.
The aura began to surround [CORRUPT] and soon he began to feel a warm feeling of calmness.
The snow white hair of his mother was now passed down to her son as his once dark brown hair now began to whiten until it was just as snowy and white as his mothers.
The iris of his eyes flashed through a multitude of colors before once more returning to an ocean blue.
The aura disappeared yet the warmth that he felt did not. The boy hugged his mothers body one last time.
All the memories of right before passing out his mother treating him and her comments that made him smile despite the hell it was.
All the times from long ago that were now just pictures in his head and those pictures told the story of the memories.
All of that, all of it was gone.
All of that was taken by him.
His mental health could not take it anymore and the boy purely snapped,
Sprinting out of the room and out of the compound he ran towards the forest training grounds searching for his father.
When he had found him without words or explanation, instantly [CORRUPT] lunged punching him sending the bastard flying through three tree's. He followed him as he traveled through the trees. He felt it in his bones it had to have been him who had done this unforgivable, unforgettable vile act.
The fight with his father had begun to span over the hours in the wood's that his father had been forcing too him into since this hell had begun, over time their fight began to grow between the two destroying the terrain.
One of them a demon of great strength.
The other a maniacal boy seeking to kill the man who molded him into this "thing" and avenge his mother.
Finally at dusk when the fight had drew to a conclusion the father was on the ground his neck crushed in completely and his son standing over him with two bloodied hands that had his fathers blood flowing off of them
Hanging from both of his hand's were his father's gauntlets that not very long ago were slashing into his skin trying to bring him to an end and now they were his own.
Taking one of his fathers most treasured items adding insult to the demon's death.
That night [CORRUPT] returned to his home and after setting his mothers body properly upon her bed and cleaning the entire room in darkness, [CORRUPT] left the room closing the door behind him.
[CORRUPT] lit the compound on fire burning his mothers body giving her a proper tribute once he was sure the whole compound was destroyed, he walked away and had never looked back.
[CORRUPT] now simply looks himself as a plague, one who MUST kill anything in his path.
He desires one thing and one thing only to bring destruction, chaos, death to everything he look's at one but one creature even if there was chance for another one the chances are very slim.
The boy knows and believes in his mind this can come true and to him it shall and anything that wishes to stop him will die by his hand.
This he has promised to almost all creatures and things and the planet itself.
After successfully destroying earth, The project was brought to another universe by a past enemy, though after an event which transpired the past enemy fled that universe and was never seen again. During this time it was revealed to the project one of his family was actually blood to him. The famine, turned out to be actually be related to him. She was a sister to his mother, from here she was able to use his medallion to reveal his true form to him if he would have never been corrupted by his father. Now having his real form and the project now being able too see past the horrid event that happened in the past. The project simply now has a new goal, after failing on his last objective, he is currently not in the brightest of spirits being slight irritated at many things except his children.
Elements: Darkness Fire Earth Thunder