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 Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2015 8:09 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2015 8:12 pm
↘ xxxx Luka Rosetti xxxx ↙ |_________________________________________________| ↣ The Wretched Wolf ↤ 
"When you light a candle, you also cast a shadow."
I have been around for 1000 years.
I am a demon, once affiliated with Zeladis
I roam amongst the Predators
I am indeed a male.
I do not see why gender should matter.
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Shadow Manipulation: Luka is able to bend, shape and control the shadows and darkness around him. Reshaping shadows allows him to fool others with false illusions whether it be for a frightening or misdirection purposes. The ability also allows him to hide and travel through shadows. Shadows can only exist if there is light present. Though light and dark are opposites and tend t clash, if there is no light present, his abilities are useless.
Absolute Darkness: An attack used to create a temporary blanket of darkness in a limited area around the user. This move is meant to blind opponents and occasionally used as an escape diversion.
Darkness Solidification: Collecting shadows around the area, Luka is able to condense them into a tangible form for combat. When formed, these shadow weapons (or armor) have the hardness of metal and are able to hold their own against most other metal weaponry. It is not uncommon for these types of weapons to shatter often, but as long as there is darkness present it normally poses no problem to create another.
Shadow Wolf: While posing as Luka's actual shadow, this beast has a mind of its own and at time does not act according to Luka's orders. It can solidify by itself and normally takes on the form of a wolf. While using other shadows does help in combat, none prove to be as powerful as when he uses his own. When his shadow is in a solid form it is a double edge sword. If the wolf is struck, the pain will be afflicted straight to Luka. Unlike the shadows from others that he more frequently wields in combat, it is impossible for his own to shatter, but if enough damage is brought upon it, Luka himself will die.
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¯ ¯ ↘ Sinister and conniving, Luka will pursue any means necessary to achieve his own personal goals or orders that are given to him. He prefers to work behind the scenes to better go by unnoticed. His battle tactics tend to mark him as a coward, but when what you do works, why change it? With more time on his hands then he'd ever care to have, Luka is normally a patient person, but stab him in the back and trust and forgiveness are something you can never earn back. He has a sadistic pleasure in tormenting others by messing around with shadows. They make for a quick scare to unnerve most and the fear reflected in their eyes is just to die for.
Ever since he was captured, Luka's mind has been more distant and filled with anguish, almost like he is broken with pieces missing. Due to this he has become weary of everything and can have minor episodes of lashing out without thinking the situation through first.
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¯ ¯ ↘ To this day, Luka is unsure what rocked he crawled out from under. While he isn't nearly the oldest of his kind, he has lived quite a few centuries and one does tend to forget things over such a vast span of time. Most of his days had been spent wandering from place to place, but something, or rather someone, pinned him to Zeladis that made him settle in the kingdom. Thinking back on it now it could have made him laugh. A human, a simple mortal female at that! Whatever force drew him to her, to be near her at all times and watch over her, well he was unsure what it was. It was feeling he was not use to, nor not sure if he wanted. These feelings were never to be requited, for he never truly spoke with her and like with most humans they lived such a short life before perishing.
Fear, pain, suffering. In the end he was always attracted back to the simple things that life provided. Taking part in the games provided all of this. Luka has managed to prove himself twice to the kingdom to participate in the games. The first by being a part of the crew and the second time ascending to Vice Captain. It was during his second term that Zeladis had stood victorious. It was not long after the victory of the game that Luka went missing. No one was ever sure of his whereabouts and rumors even whispered that he was captured and probably died. Over a century had long since passed, carrying his name to an invisible grave.
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Truth be told, he was indeed still alive. Captured, by unknown enemies and his shadow ripped away from him to torture it and cause him pain. He was locked away somewhere dark, without a single light to cast shadows and unable to escape without the use of his powers. During most of this time he was alone and starving, but when he could feel the presence of others, nothing but pain and suffering awaited him. For years he wished himself dead just to end the pain. For whoever held him captive had the power to kill him, but for whatever reason they did not.
For twenty-five years he has been free and shadow returned to him. He had been reforged into a freshly made weapon, or rather an animal, to be set lose unto others. Once again, he has the pleasure of taking part in the games, but this time on the other side of the fence. He sits in wait for the games to begin and for his hunger to be sated.
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