|| Allan Denton ||
"I swear my life just wont stop getting worse."
|| Age ||
18
|| Gender ||
Male
|| Sexuality ||
Straight
|| Role ||
Security Guard
|| Hair Color ||
Black
|| Eye Color ||
Deep Dark Brown
|| Skin Tone ||
Light
|| Height ||
6'2"
|| Weight ||
182 Pounds
|| Appearance ||
This guy is sort of a tall lanky fellow. He stands with a forward slouch and generally dresses down, his aim more for comfort than style. As a matter of fact he tries not to stand out by generally wearing plainer colors such as black, grey and white. Overall people who know him would describe him as a rather miserable looking guy. He rarely smiles and he keeps his eyes mostly down to the floor more often than not. His most identifying feature is his set of black fingerless gloves with blue straps.
|| Personality ||
It wouldn't be wrong to call him apathetic. It also wouldn't be wrong to call him pathetic, though maybe less so depending on circumstance.
The most notable attribute of his is that he is dispassionate. This is very often mistaken as laziness as he rarely likes to put any effort into day to day things. He isn't truly lazy as when he believes in something or wants to truly accomplish something he'll work tirelessly at it. His only goal is to defeat the forces which threaten his home world, he is quite reluctant to assist any further than that.
A contributing reason to his lack of passion is that he is shy. He doesn't like talking with people in general. Large crowds bother him and the more frequently people talk with him in a day the worse he feels. He is anti-social without a doubt. He can overcome this shyness to function within a group and get what needs doing done but he will avoid socialization if at all possible.
Due to his frustration with interacting with others he is just a very unhappy individual. He doesn't smile often and gets annoyed quite easily. He does have a temper but perhaps a quality of his is his ability to think through stress. No matter how agitated, how angry or how much in pain he is in his brain will always be thinking. He tends to think a lot, spending most of his days in his head just thinking about things. It is one of the few things he enjoys doing.
Though he may be a generally unpleasant character towards people he has a kind side to himself as well. He believes life is hard enough already without people going around making peoples lives harder. If someone is in trouble he'll help out, even if he isn't happy about it. He likes to help people out in general too but he often doesn't because he dislikes the attention helping brings more.
A notable trait of his is that he rarely ever lies. He believes that honesty is a quality best not squandered. Well, that and he is a terrible liar. He's never lied once in his life and gotten away with it. He can keep a secret well enough but if he's forced to deceive someone he almost always fails somehow, sundering his faith in his ability to lie. Being that he doesn't believe he can tell a convincing lie he's opted to be honest and turn a personal failing into a quality.
A real quality that's buried deep down in him is a sense of humility. He doesn't see himself as higher or stronger or even better than everyone else. To his eye he's just a guy with a neat trick in a world of people with various stuff, many of which is probably better than what he's got. It can be argued whether his shyness drives his humility or if his humility spurs his shyness but not even he can really answer as to which aspect came before the other. He'd probably say shyness since admitting to being humble would just seem arrogant to him.
In addition to all that he's got a rather strong sense of personal honor, not one born from society or expectations but rather by his hardships. He outright refuses to do things he considers wrong even though this can often times be used against him.
In the end he doesn't want any part in this war of the multiverse. He fights only out of the obligation he feels to protect his home world from the destructive forces that threaten all worlds, he takes little to no joy out of any part he has in this conflict.
|| Likes ||
- The night
- The cold
- Rain
- Working with his hands
- Solitude
- Birds
- Spicy Foods
|| Dislikes ||
- Sunlight
- Conflict
- Heat
- Demons
- Righteousness
- Arrogance
- Fish
- Angels
- People who fight at a range
|| Personal Weakness ||
Firstly he is bound by a strict code of honor which he follows regardless of circumstance. For example, he will never hit a lady no matter how dangerous she might be.
Secondly he doesn't work well with others. If others can work around his brusque, unrelentingly negative and just downright miserable demeanor then he might possibly be able to be worked with.
Thirdly he does not get along well with angels or demons given his history with the two factions.
|| Abilities/Magic/Tech ||
Allan's main power is that he possesses an internal reservoir of divine energy which functions to empower him, giving him enhanced physical abilities and the power to heal himself amongst other such abilities that lay within him. This power's main restriction is it's "Inner Focus", a facet of the powers nature which amplifies it's power whilst inside him but weakens by at least half it's potency if not more when externalized. Besides enhancing himself he can imbue others with his energy but the strength of the effect would only ever be half as much as his own. The further away from him the target of the effect goes the lesser it's power becomes. This energy slowly but constantly replenishes itself. It takes a couple hours for his reservoir to completely replenish from zero to full.
Divine Might:
His main ability, he channels his power into his fists giving them a divine glow. This grants him superhuman strength and one other particular effect. This effect is that his fists cause anything with demonic taint far greater damage than anything else he hits because of the energy present. In addition, he can channel this ability into any weapon he holds, enhancing the qualities of the weapon based on how he wants to use it. By channeling this power into a weapon however it weakens the strength of the enhancement as well as the extra damage towards demonic forces by half. Unless he's using unusually exceptional weapons he can do more damage with his fists than he can when using any form of weapon. He can extend this power to someone else's weapon but the strength of the effect begins at half it's original value and only goes down the further away from him the weapon is.
Divine Protection:
This ability grant's him enhanced toughness, making him harder to wound. All his flesh in this state is as tough as hardened leather and his bones become as strong as iron. Most weapons find difficulty even drawing blood from him while this ability is active. This ability is on passively since it consumes very little energy when it's not being stressed by being damaged. Like his Divine Might, he can extend this ability to another person giving them about half the durability that it would give himself while still exacting the same amount of energy from his reserve. Just like his Divine Might this ability also wanes in potency as the target moves away from him.
Healing
Perhaps his most important ability. This ability draws on his internal reserve to mend flesh and purify ailments. The greater the wound or ailment the greater the energy cost as well as a the time it takes to fully heal. Scratches and bruises as well as basic illnesses take seconds to heal and do not require too much energy. Deep cuts and serious illnesses require larger amounts of internal energy and take minutes to fully heal. Lost limbs, fatal wounds and mystical afflictions require exorbitant amounts of his internal reserves, his complete undivided attention and it takes hours to be fully healed. The best part of this power is that it can be transferred into other people by touch. The cost of the healing is doubled as well as the time it takes to fully heal but the result is ultimately the same. Unlike the other abilities he absolutely has to be touching the target he wishes to heal in order to heal them. He CANNOT resurrect the dead using this ability.
It is possible that he has more abilities but he has yet to be made aware of them.
|| Weakness ||
- He has a low capability of dealing damage from afar leaving him often out-ranged by ranged fighters and casters who can keep their distance.
- If pressed without any chance to recuperate his internal reservoir can be exhausted leaving him quite vulnerable.
|| Biography ||
From the beginning Allan's life was a hard one. He was raised an only son with only a mother to take care of him. From an early age his mother had to dedicate more time to the flower shop she ran in order to keep the family afloat. He only really ever saw his mother early in the morning before he went to school and even then she was much too busy to properly take care of him. He did everything himself since he was forced to take care of himself since his mother was simply too busy to help.
Life at school was no easier. Being as shy as he was he never really made any friends and many of the other students took great delight out of tormenting him as well as anyone else who was unlucky enough to not fit in. He learned very little in the classrooms but out in the playground he learned to be hard, to be tough and to survive. Needless to say the days of his life when he was supposed to be enjoying life and having fun were spent in misery, fear and social isolation. Still, despite all the terrible things the people around did to him he vowed never to become like his tormentors.
Many years of this life he spent like this, resolute on trying not to become the scum of the earth which he had to endure the company of in the hallways and streets. It was at this point he started to realize he had strange powers he wasn't aware of. He went to the places he usually went when he wanted to be alone, places no one else typically went to such as abandoned junk piles, abandoned buildings and the sort. Outside the prying eyes of his peers he practiced, examining these strange new abilities he could now wield. In these places he practiced, testing the boundaries of his strength and improving them. Even with these new gifts he still continued on with life, keeping the power he wielded as a secret only he knew, or so he believed.
Eventually he was starting to come around to an age where he needed to worry about his future. After some web researching he figured his best course of action would be to take the security guard license test online and become a certified security guard. The test was insultingly simple and with a bit of searching he found himself a security company willing to hire him. When he arrived to the job orientation class he found that the teacher there also ran a Muay Thai class over at his studio.
Allan was quite interested in studying this since learning more about how to control his body in combat might help him understand his abilities better, plus the fitness involved was also useful. He trained and practiced but he made sure never to use his powers in the studio or anywhere else where he could be seen in order to keep it a secret. He would just go back to his own hideouts and practice what he learned with his powers on his own.
About a year or two later and he's kept a steady pace in his life. He was no master at Thai Boxing and he still trained there but he'd grown to be quite competent at it. His job had him working as security for the local mall on the night shift. Within recent history he had managed to save up enough money to rent himself a place of his own: A single room apartment with a bathroom. He had himself a futon to sleep on and a laptop with a charger. That's about it.
And then the robbery happened.
A group of three demon blooded gangsters broke into a curio shop in the mall he worked at to steal a rare stone which was kept hidden away in storage. He tried to stop them but their powers were just as potent if not more so than his own. It was all he could do to escape the confrontation alive as the demon bloods were more interested in retrieving the stone than they were in killing him. Quite a pivotal night it was for him as he quickly discovered that not only was he not the only one with supernatural powers but there was something going down in New York that he, whether he liked it or not, was now apart of.
Not too long the police brought him in where he was filled in on what was going on by the government who were following the recent supernatural activity going down in town. For countless years the angels and demons have been having a secret war on Earth using angel bloods or Nephilim as they are known and demon bloods or Hellions as they are known as like free agents to do fight their battles where they cannot go. The barriers that barred the afterlife from the mortal realm kept such spirits at bay so it was necessary for them to use humans infused with the blood of their kind to fight on their behalf.
At that point it all came together for Denton. The reason why his mother was alone in raising him was because his father was an angel. His father was the reason why he had these strange super powers he never fully understood as well as the reason why he was now stuck in the great battle between heaven and hell. Allan never really liked his father to begin with and all this new information only served to further sour his feelings towards his father further.
It was quite inevitable that the angels soon came and requested that he start fighting on their behalf. Their goal was to retrieve all the pieces of an ancient gateway that could be used to open doorways to other dimensions. The stone that was stolen by the Hellions was actually a piece of the gate they wanted to construct. It was easy to see why the portal was an asset eagerly sought after by both sides. Whichever side controlled the portal could open a door to either heaven or hell and either unleash hordes of demons or hosts of angels upon the world, deciding the future of earth entirely.
Allan wanted neither. To him the angels were no better than the demons as their plan was to come to Earth and purify the unclean from the face of the planet, remaking the Earth into their own little Eden. Their idea of unclean people were Allan's idea of just average people living their lives from day to day. The idea of working under his father didn't help Allan's choice either. In the end Allan told the angels that contacted him to go collectively soak their heads in a pool of mud, a request which was received as warmly as expected.
Thus Allan was forced to ally himself with the human government who wanted as well as he did to keep the outsiders from taking over Earth. He fought hard against the demon blooded and his fellow Nephilim but despite all the battles he managed to win the stones eventually all came together in the hands of the Hellions. A major battle was fought as both the Nephilim and the military came down hard on the sight where the portal was being assembled, Allan being on the front lines of the fight. At the apex of the conflict the gate had been conflict and was on the verge of opening before Allan struck a decisive blow upon the gateway, shattering it and creating a maelstrom where he and many other Hellions stood. Just like that Allan and many others had simply vanished.
Where Allan went is where this tale ends and another begins.
"I don't want money, fame or power. I just want outsiders to stop trying to ruin my home."