A broken god attempting to rise again.

Charcoal skin with the texture of snake scales,broken holes in his form that reveal the soul stuff that powers his form,being forced to connect to an external generator in order not to collapse at any given moment,anyone who is familiar with fallen gods can tell that Alexander (Also known as the God formerly known as Kai'ckul) is in very bad shape.He has foregone the aesthetic that his fellow gods thought of as so important and has shifted into a form purely designed for combat.Razor sharp claws for hands,a face without eyes,a nose,or a mouth,thick black skin to protect him from a world that's moved past him.From the covering he's formed for himself he has also crafted a loincloth to cover his sensitive parts since despite all of these setbacks Alexander still has a faint shred of dignity left.
The power source he's established a mind link with resembles a floating red orb with a red ring around it.The orb was a relic that he smuggled from his realm during his last days as a god in order to ensure that he wouldn't die from atrophy of soul stuff and it has kept him alive and saved his life multiple times.It draws the magical energy from the surrounding area (not all of it though) and converts it into soul stuff.This grants him a resistance against magic while selectively choosing not to absorb his magic,however before you ask why he doesn't just have spells casted at him until he's powerful enough to retake his throne it's because soul stuff can be compared to gasoline in the way it works,he may have a full tank of soul stuff but it doesn't mean he moves faster or punches harder;all it means is that he can go for longer before having to refuel.
Alexander is in a very kind word,pragmatic.He doesn't follow honor or tradition and will in fact exploit them if it furthers his goals;for him the notion of 'declaring war' and 'a fair duel' are just a few notches above ridiculous.This is shown in his personality,indifference is the order of the day every day for him and everything he is reflects that.Now indifference doesn't mean the same thing as apathy in this context.If there is a king ruling his peasants with an iron fist and punishing every slight infraction with a massive rise in taxes Alex would just keep walking and allow the peasants to figure things out themselves.However if in this kingdom he sees a small child in peril he'll save this child because during his descension he was fruitless in his attempts to rise again but all turned a blind eye on him and now those who can help themselves but excuse their inaction with fear and other things rank just above his traitorous kin when it comes to respect.He's very much a lone wolf,which is a bit ironic when you think about what he was the god of.For the god of dreams is a solitary fellow and does not interfere with the dreams and nightmares of the populace at large.
However all of this,the indifference,the hatred,the solitary life style can be pushed away if he meets someone imaginative.William Shakespeare,Carl Jung,Neil Gaiman,Plato,Startes,each of these hold a special place in his kingdom.Some have not yet died to achieve their positions in his kingdom while others are there managing the flow of dreams for his successor.
Alexander has nothing in terms of equipment other than his orb and even his orb has some minor sentience that allows it to dodge incoming attacks on it,however if you count his powers as equipment then Alexander may well have more weapons than most third world countries.A brief list which will be expanded as he regains his status as a god his abilities return to him.
Dream Walking-Alexander used to be able to go around to any mind in the world and simply submerge himself in it,picking apart at their dreams or simply lounging around until they awoke.Now however Alex can only go into someone mind if he can see them and he is no longer capable of picking their dreams apart,maybe a slight manipulation (making the ocean in a ship dream calm or making a tiger lose his hunger) he can no longer completely alter the fabric of the dream but he can give it a few nudges here and there.
Transmutation-Don't worry it's nothing too powerful,for now,all Alexander can do is take something and turn it into something extremely similar.If you give him a cow he'll turn it into a pile of giblets or if you give him silver he might be able to make a (crude) wand for you.However if you give him a cow he will not be able to turn it into a piece of leather because unless you've recently fed it the chemicals used in tanning he can't transmute it.
The collective unconscious-He can for a short burst of time completely break down the barriers between minds,allowing for instantaneous thought transference in his localized area.Allowing for hopes,dreams,fears,love to be ferried across from one person to the entire collective and allowing them to truly become one mind acting in unison.This power is limited in that he can only use it once per day or risk severe injury to himself and finds it easier to use on open minded people or the extremely talkative.
He is currently restricted to only these powers and at the moment you are reading this his powers are only developed to this extent.Maybe right now he's able to truly mess with the dreams of people or maybe he's capable of making that leather jacket out of just a cow.
Note:This only affects gods from Alexander's universe.Anyone else with a god character does not necessarily have to follow these rules.
Gods can die.It's a long,hard, bureaucratic process but a process that any god can file against another with ease.
So it was that Alexander was sitting on his throne and surveying the occasional dream when the council was called.The first sign of malevolence was that the stairs were empty,nevertheless he walked the steps with confidence knowing that no matter what happened he hadn't done anything against the laws.What he found there was shocking,appalling,and damning.Cavillaca,Goddess of virginity and feminism,his little sister,lay on the ground and he was accused of raping her.The evidence against it was significant,she was found asleep,she had dream sand on her and she wouldn't even look him in the eye.When brought up to recount the tale she told a horrifying story of how Alexander had ambushed her on the path to a neighboring reality and thrown some powder in her face.It kept her paralyzed yet conscious while he had her way with her and the gods were appropriately shocked and appalled at this story.
Alexander had a death filed against him,it passed almost instantaneously and he ran.Ran back to his kingdom and sealed it up,found the orb and connected it to himself and then he hid it under his cloaks.The first thing they did to him was chain him to a sigil and strand him in the dark place.Then,once his connection with the great dreaming had been severed and he was merely "empowered" they began the ritual to remove the last of his soul stuff.A ritual that was formed by magic,while he had a magic consuming orb hidden in his digestive tract...so yeah.Alexander was banished from the realm (literally and metaphorically) and spent a few days floating amongst the universes,trying to hold himself together while bits of soul stuff bled into him from the orb.He blindly reached out and grabbed a universe to inhabit,hoping that he could rebuild himself as a god in there.What ensued was nothing less than a theological war.He revealed himself to the people and was nearly crucified for it,in his world everyone knew about the gods and one of them coming to your house for dinner wasn't a very rare occurrence.In this land,the world he'd invaded,the gods were solitary beings.Chess master pushing their pawns around as they vie for control of an apathetic and lobotomized dystopian populace.
The retribution was swift,Alexander became an outlaw and he escaped once again to float amongst the stars.After this near miss encounter that had left him more than scarred (physically and mentally) and considerably worse for the wear Alexander once again floated amongst the worlds until he found a rather peculiar one with strict magical laws and several beings that reminded him of home.For now he's resting there,sampling the local cuisine and hiding from the the forces against him.Nothing makes sense anymore,his family betrayed him and he's been lowered from god to an empowered individual and it's looking pretty bright.