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Sebastian Nikkos Hades Gryphon

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•• USERNAME ;; Elise
•• GENDER ;; Female
•• AGE ;; Twenty
•• CONTACT ;; PM, AIM, MSN
•• EXPERIENCE ;; Many eons
•• PASSWORD ;; edited.
•• OTHER CHARACTERS ;;
- Kato
- Anila

•• FULL NAME ;; Sebastian Nikkos Hades Gryphon
•• NICKNAME ;;
- Seb
- Hades
- Gryph
- Pluto
•• AGE ;;
- looks 25
- really is 8000
•• BIRTHDAY ;; November 26th
•• GENDER ;; Male
•• SEXUALITY ;; Pansexual
•• PROFESSION ;;
- god
- king of the underworld
- hell hound
- warrior
- hermit
- entrepreneur
- wolf breeder
- warlander breeder
•• SPECIES ;;
- shifter
- hell hound
- god
•• ABILITY ;; animorph

•• PLAYBY ;; Gaspard Ulliel
•• ETHNICITY ;; Caucasian
•• COMPLEXION ;; Very slightly tanned
•• HEIGHT ;; 6'4"
•• WEIGHT ;; 176lbs
•• BODY TYPE ;; Lean, slightly muscled, fit
•• HAIR COLOR ;; Dark ash brown
•• EYE COLOR ;; Dark, midnight blue
•• SCARS ;;
•• BODY ART ;; Across his shoulders in black ink and Greek - The Unseen

•• OVERALL PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION ;;

Threads of Death

Sebastian tends to wear a more classic set of clothing, he's a bit more upper class with the way he dresses, but don't think that that plays to much into his personlity. He's known for wearing clothes that show off his dark hair and midnight hued eyes, but when he's home alone, you can often find him lounging around in nothing, but sweatpants. Sometimes you might find him in something other than sweats, like maybe basketball shorts or even, if you're very lucky, nothing at all, but unlike most people with a body like his, Hades does not feel the need to walk around naked and allow whoever comes his way to see him that way. He doesn't even really like to take his shirt off in public.

Though he's tall and fit, making him look like a male model, he would much rather keep it under wraps. Sebastian leans more towards modest and polite compared to sexy and swave, even if he is one of those more attractive people, but maybe all that covered up skin just makes him that much sexier with his need to seemingly keep secrets from the world about the looks of his body. Personally, he would rather people like him for his personality than his looks.

Howling at the Moon

Have you ever heard that story of the black wolf with the skull mask? Well, that skull isn't a mask. It's an actual skull, with curving horns that display glowing midnight blue eyes. He's much larger than any other wolf though, he's at least the size of a two grizzly bears with dagger long teeth that are just as sharp and silvered claws that could rip you apart in a matter of moments. With the white skull removed, you will see a massive head with curled silver horns atop his head. This is not a wolf that you would want to meet in the dark of the night.

•• STRENGTHS ;;
- shadows
- darkness
- sleeping
- brooding skills
- cooking
- powerful
- glaive master
- hand to hand combat
- able to seem scary when needed
- violin skills
- diplomatic
- kindness
•• WEAKNESSES ;;
- obliviousness
- light
- over reaction
- too much sunlight
- being unable to burn food
- under confident
- lacks swordsmanship
- lack of control
- easily swayed towards guilt
- often frustrated with too much social activities
- too easy going
•• LIKES ;;
- food
- sleeping
- seclusion
- reading
- winter
- rain
- snow
- horses
- wolves
- green fields
•• DISLIKES ;;
- sweets
- no sleep
- lots of people
- being bored
- summer
- heat
- dry winds
- cats
- floppy eared dogs
- barren wastelands
•• AMBITIONS ;;
- living forever
- staying hidden
- keeping up with the times
- keeping his secrets
- becoming more powerful
•• FEARS ;;
- the end of life
- being cornered
- losing everything and having nothing
- having to start over
- the pain of love
- spiders
•• SECRETS ;;
- his love of milk chocolate
- guilt over the lives he's taken
- his fear of spiders

•• PERSONALITY ;;

Clearly Misunderstood

Everyone has always look at Sebastian as different or weird, sometimes even cruel, but that's not at all what he's like. He's compassionate and loving and open with his emotions. He has a warm open expression on his face, but it's almost sad and tormented, like the sins of his past haunt him and they do. No matter his power, no matter his seemingly passive reaction to the deaths of others, it hurts him to see the flame of a life go out and sometimes, he wishes there were things that he could do about it. He's soft and gentle, though it's obvious that if he has to, he will be hard and cruel, but that's only if he must be, otherwise he would much rather be friendly and kind, letting everyone realize he has a heart, even if he once us so cold and cruel as to have nearly ripped someone in two just for crossing a small line.

Lord of Darkness

Even if he is a warm and tender person, he broods and will fall into dark despairs every now and again. He's the lord of darkness after all and well, he's got to be broody every once in awhile. When he gets that way, that's when you know he's Hades and everything he does is for a certain reason. When Sebastian broods, there is usually a good reason behind it. It's his way of keeping his temper in check for the most part, but sometimes, that doesn't always help. When his brooding goes to far and he can't seem to calm himself down, he's prove to violence, but not against other people. He'll typically end up hurting himself, but nothing that could even have a hope of causing him serious harm, that or he'll go riding and be gone for hours on end and still his temper lingers just a little bit longer than it really should.

Slightly Oblivious

You wouldn't think this of someone like Sebastian, but he's completely and utterly oblivious about somethings. More than half the time, when someone tries to get him to flirt with someone, he stares at them blankly and tilted his head to the side and makes a rather adorably confused face like he doesn't understand what you're asking of him. Sometimes, it's not even just flirting that distracts him. Often times, he'll start daydreaming, go off into la-la-land and not come back for awhile and it takes pushing him off of whatever he's sitting on or pushing him over to get his attention and even then, it might not work. He seems to go to some place where people can't seem to get a hold of him. It's weird considering who's legends he gave life to, but it isn't all that bad of a thing really.

•• HOMETOWN ;; Delphi, Greece
•• ACCENT ;;
- greek for many years
- scottish now
•• LANGUAGES ;;
- greek:; read, spoken, written
- latin:; read, spoken, written
- gaelic:; read, spoken, written
- english:; read, spoken, written
- german:; read, spoken, written
- arabic:; read, spoken, written
- hebrew:; read, spoken, written
- french:; read, spoken, written
- spanish:; read, spoken, written
- russian:; read, spoken, written
•• WEALTH ;; immeasurable.
•• RESIDENCE ;;
- mansion in greece
- condo in rome
- villa in scotland
•• MOTHER ;; deceased and long forgotten
•• FATHER ;; deceased and long forgotten
•• SIBLINGS ;; many, deceased and long forgotten
•• EXTENDED FAMILY ;; many aunts and uncles, deceased and long forgotten
two children, deceased and names forgotten, but lives sorely missed
•• PETS ;;
- Dash Away Romance [Romeo]/Warlander Stallion/Seven
- Skip Beat [Singer]/Warlander Mare/Six
- Arya/White Wolf/Four
- Stark/Gray Wolf/Three
•• HISTORY ;;

The Beginning

Sebastian was born on a cold November night, rain pouring and thunder raging, lashing out of the sky to strike the ground. His mother labored for hours, trying to give birth to a child that seemed unwilling to leave the space is had occupied for nine months. The men were forced to leave the room as the midwife tried everything she could to get this small, willful baby boy to come into this world because he was not just any baby boy. He was first born, the heir to the Greek throne. His mother eventually was able to bring him into this world, but at the cost of her own life and thus, the baby was given a name that pertained to the destiny that no one could have truly foreseen for him.

His father disdained him and all his son's seemingly dark glory. Sebastian seemed heartless, cold and cruel as he grew, throwing away the friendship of those that would one day consist of his court. One day, the young seer came before the king and looked at him with sad, blind eyes and proclaimed the path that would lead his son to his destruction, claiming that Sebastian Nikkos Hades Gryphon would fall into despair and that his heart would become black and withered, a place where love would never, could never live. As she was leave to go back to her temple, a no more than a boy still, Sebastian caught her without protection and killed her in cold blood, a grin on his face as he committed the act even as her dying words lingered in his ears.

I will take what love you hold, you will never love anything ever again, my prince.

Her words couldn't have been truer for any he placed his favor upon, ended up dead exactly a week after he had showed his interest, but that did not stop the young lord, if anything, it inflamed him more, driving him to the brink of insanity or so it seemed. His name was known far and wide, he was Hades, God of Death and you could not avoid him for his swift strikes were unseen. He was exactly what one would expect of Hades, he was exactly what the myths said for the longest time in his life and then it happened. His brothers were born, though they were only half siblings and he loved them, though he knew it was foolish and stupid and he couldn't have been more right, even as they tried to change his dark heart and bring light to it once more.

The Middle

He dared to hope, dared to believe that the curse that was placed upon him was gone as his brothers lived and nothing bad happened to them, but maybe he spoke to soon. War came and with it, something new. Stars rained down from the heavens and Sebastian changed, for the better he wasn't sure. He'd always been different, but he'd never let his father know just how different he was, but this time, something even bigger happened to him. He was able to change full bodily into another creature, he was even able to turn into other people, touch things and watch them turn to nothing or cause chaos with a single gesture. Fear gripped him, but he went home anyways and when he did, he embraced his two brothers and watched as they withered and died and the seers words rang loud and clear in his head as he fell to his knees and cried for the first time over the lives that he had taken.

Broken hearted and feeling as though his life was coming to a close, he fled the city he had called home and tried to redeem himself, but nothing worked, he was too corrupted to be saved and each night, he cried, his heart shattering a little bit more with every waking day. He had nothing to live for, nothing to look forward to. He was an empty shell of a man once so filled with cruelty and hate that he didn't know what to do with himself any longer. Once night, he fell asleep and felt the soft press of lips on his and his eyes snapped open and he swore he was looking at a ghost. There was the seer looking down at him with her blind eyes and once more she spoke to him and even though he clapped his hands over his ears, shut his eyes and screamed "No!" at her, her words rattled around his brain.

My prince, you have learned what it is to feel lost, now learn what it is to feel for others and love with all your might, then this curse will be gone.

Broken and shattered, he laid there as yet another change came to him and he was even more powerful. He hated this power he seemed to be gaining with each turn of the years. What did she even mean? What could he do to change his misfortune? It was her curse to begin with! He couldn't change it, only she had that sort of power and with that single thought in mind, he fell into a fitful sleep with only the company of his horse and the dying fire that had kept the beasts away.

Come morning, he was surprised to wake up to a warm body next to his and his eyes shot towards it only to stare into golden ones. He smiled, a wolf had come to him and he accepted her company with good grace because he didn't think such a noble beast as she would be harmed by this damned curse. They traveled day in and day out, searching for what? He didn't know, he was just searching for something he seemed unable to find. Till he stumbled upon a village, so beautiful it was and the soft crash of the ocean. He built a life there as a sell sword, even if it meant there was more blood on his hands, he needed something to do to make a living and most of what he did was defending the crops against animals that would seek to ruin it and he fell in love with a beautiful woman, a woman who was so like Demeter, the goddess of crops that he wasn't sure what to think. They lived, they loved and she bore him two beautiful boys, but this happiness could not last.

The End

Life was good, Hades was living well and loving well, he thought he had nothing to worry about, but he was so very, very wrong. They came without warning, in the dark of the night. They were thieves, bent on taking what they thought belonged to them and they burned the whole of the village. Sebastian was there to defend it, but when he saw his lover and wife get cut down, he lost it. Once more he went through another change and a massive hell hound stood there, snarling and racing at them, wiping them out. With a murderous howl and a single backwards glance, he ran. Ran away from the life he had built, the children he had father and continued until he could run no more.

That name, the name he had sworn to give up was ringing around in every village he went through, awkward glances were thrown his way. They knew who he was, he radiated power and darkness now. He was what he had always told himself he would never be. He was Hades, the ruler of death and king of the underworld, even if he had never truly been to the underworld. He lived in a cave, far from everyone else, wallowing in his grief and self hate. The only reminder that remained of that masked hell hound, was a helm, so dark in color that he couldn't believe that it was actually a white skull on the wolf-beast when he wore it. He called it the Helm of Darkness because that's what it was after all. He was a dark lord, broken and closed in, ignorant to the world around him and in his stooper, time passed without him realizing it and he wasn't just known as Hades anymore either, he had become Pluto somewhere along the way, damn Romans.

Present Day

When he finally came out of his daze, he realized more time than he cared to think about had passed, mildly confused, Sebastian went into the now huge town with it's bustling streets and other foreign objects and learned as quickly as he could, changing his clothes, his looks, everything, become something other than what he had once been. It was hard, becoming something new, but he did it and soon he was richer than he had ever thought he could be, with more money than he truly needed. He moved, bought homes for himself. His home base became Edinburgh, Scotland. It was strange to be here, but he establish a wolf breeding and horse breeding facility. It was his pride and joy, even if he had become something of a hermit along the way. Still, his new life and story were just beginning and he tried to look on the bright side, because that was all one could really do.