User ImageName: Pitch Black

Immortal, Mortal or Long-living: Immortal

What are you: The King of Nightmares

How did you come to be: Before Pitch became the Nightmare King, he was a hero of the Golden Age named Kozmotis Pitchiner. He had led the Golden Armies in capturing the Fearlings and their ilk, then volunteered to guard the prison planet they had been imprisoned in. He kept vigil for years, forced to listen to the prisoners' constant whispering and pleading.
His only solace was thinking of his daughter, of whom he kept a photograph of in a locket. But one day, sensing his weakness, the prisoners imitated her voice and hypnotized Kozmotis to believe she was being held inside with them. Frantic, he opened the doors to release her, but was instead possessed by ten thousand Fearlings, transforming him into Pitch, the Nightmare King

What is your intent: To destroy the Guardians and the children's beliefs in them,so he can usher in another Dark Age where their is nothing left in the world but fear.

Description: Pitch is tall, lithe, and dark in appearance. He has silver - golden yellow eyes, dull pale-gray skin, and glossy black hair that is styled to come out as slick spikes from the back of his head. He wears a long black robe, obscuring his body like a shadow. Underneath the robe, he wears black pants and black shoes.

Powers: Pitch has various shadow powers, such as traversing great distances through shadows, become a shadow, and affect the physical world by interacting with other shadows.Powers of shadows is not the only powers he has. He has much more such as magic,turning children into Fearlings,possessing animals and inanimate objects,turning dreams into nightmares. He has his own version of the Sandman's Dream Sand, but Pitch's sand is black and induces bad dreams. He can corrupt Sandy's dream sand as well as any pleasant dream a child is having, turning those dreams themselves into nightmares. Pitch also has the ability to morph his black sand into weapons such as a scythe or a bow and arrow.

What is your center: Fear