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Cenoic

Once a Dark Elf warlock and warrior trying to rid himself of a curse and disease, Cenoic grew in knowledge and power until he was invited to sit alongside gods as The Fallen.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Nevan

Description

Name: Cenoic
Title: "The Fallen"
Age: He has power one could not gain in the life of a mortal being. Expect him to be a lot older than he appears.
Gender: Male.

Race: Once upon a time, he was of a race of dark elves. After centuries of experimenting with forgotten magic, he is something more.
Home: Who knows?

Family: His children; Naomi, Abel and Nevan.
Friends: None to speak of.
Enemies: There are many.
Marital Status: Married to his mistress, Kenna.

Image


Body: He stands tall and strong with a lean build. He walks proudly, powerfully and with no sign of hesitation.

Face: His eyes hold the hard gaze of a soldier, a veteran of war and horrific times. His eyes are bright, pale blue, but his left holds a tinge of crimson from when an ancient curse had taken hold of him. His ears are slightly pointed, but usually hidden by his hair. His bone structure seems to be perfectly synchronized; his chin slim but not pointed and his expression often stern or downright bored.

Hair: Straight and long. Once fair, but slowly turning dark.

Armour: Across his torso he wears a plate armour, made in layers of 'strips' a couple of inches thick that have been placed together to form a base of protection. These places interlock and overlap to provide a suitable arrangement between flexibility and protectiveness. The armour is dark grey, perhaps black. Underneath the vambrace and gauntlet his right arm is wrapped in a bloodstained cloth, which sometimes shows through the small gaps in his armour, a thread sticking out here and there.

His legs are covered by armoured greaves layered in a similar fashion to the rest of him, though his boots are thick and leather, only partially covered by metal.

Around his waste he wears a belt, and large tears of black material hang from underneath it and his armour to partially cover his backs and sides. On the left of his belt hangs a long, slightly curved blade of elvish make. Finally, he often wears a long, dark, travelling robe with a hood that shrouds his appearance.

Casual Clothing: Cenoic is often seen wearing the clothes of a nobleman, with little to no armour, though he will often keep a sword ceremonially. He is particularly fond of dark, blue and purple hues.

Personality

Traits: Strong, proud, intelligent and untrustworthy. Cenoic is a man who constantly attempts to play at his opponents weak points, and turn multiple foes against each other. He also strongly believes that a man who doesn't spend time with his family can never be a true man, and so he dedicates much of his time to his children and wife.
However, his nobility is shrouded by a layer of darkness; he came under the seductive power of all kinds of evil magics, and since has never looked back.
In truth, although this man will rarely appear to be as such, he is a powerful overlord; with an array of dark creatures under his command and many powerful artifacts in his possession. He is a strategist, and whatever he sets his sight on, you can guarantee he will eventually get.

Current goals: None.

Equipment

Personal weapon: An endlessly long, thick, chain. It's black in colour; its surface crusted crimson in blood. Out of each loop extends a razor sharp curved blade, and each extension is on the opposite side from the last. He grips it without a hilt or handle, often causing injury to himself as he fights. This chain is enchanted to accelerate Cenoic's already impressive healing factor when it strikes an opponent, and through dark manipulation Cenoic has this weapon deadly to wield unless they possess his blood.

Secondary weapon: A slightly curved long sword of elvish make, enchanted to burn what it cuts with a white and black flame - a flame that both burns and freezes flesh at once.

Powerful Artifact: Cenoic came to be the keeper of a timeless book that holds the darkest and deepest secrets of magic, sealing and reality. Through the power gained by studying from this book, Cenoic earned the title of 'The Fallen', and is now trusted to be the book's custodian and guard its endless and forbidden knowledge. Cenoic never has the book on him, but it is always accessible to him. In addition, the effort Cenoic has gone into making sure the book is protected and cannot be taken from him is astounding and no-one has yet to come close to reaching it.

Skills and Abilities
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Ancient Curse: A feature once most commonly attributed to Cenoic was the bountifulness of blood. At one time, as a result of an unnamed and ancient curse, Cenoic would bleed uncontrollably, and as a result he often appeared quite wounded. His blood became bonded with a malevolent and foreign source, and as a result his body underwent significant anatomical changes; giving him power at the expense of constant pain. His curse not only gave him some extremely specific abilities, but each individual cell can multiply itself rapidly and regenerate by potentially an infinite amount, limited only by his own inner "well" of energy.

Though Cenoic later learned ancient magic that allowed him to greatly slow, but not completely remove, the negative consequences, he remains capable of freely using all of the abilities that the curse granted him. In simple terms, these abilities greatly enhance Cenoic's power to cast 'blood magic', or literally, using his blood as a means of offence, defense and power. The three main components of this magic are regeneration, blood manipulation, and blood elementalism.

Regeneration means that Cenoic cannot die of any fatal wound. Even if cut into scraps, those scraps would slither back together, rejoin and regenerate until Cenoic once more stood as a fully formed person. The speed of this regeneration is as such that it is visible to the naked eye, often occurring quicker than damage can be dealt to him. As a passive ability, it also occurs whether or not Cenoic wishes to use it.

Blood manipulation, a rather violent process, allows Cenoic to manipulate the blood in his body and change its form into various physical extensions of itself. This can be blades, armour, extra limbs, or just about anything that he can think of. These objects can always be seen for their darkly crimson texture, even if physically they can be made harder than steel.

Blood elementalism is the study of using blood as an elemental base for sorcery, and Cenoic has put a great amount of effort into mastering it. Due to its liquid state, many of these elemental spells are similar to those one would find cast by a water mage, though Cenoic's ability to manipulate his blood allows for each drop to harden, soften or change shape at any moment. Cenoic could cast a tidal wave of blood that turns into an avalanche of rock, or a crimson mist that becomes a storm of sharp specks that flay fresh from bone.

Sealing Abilities: Upon gaining the title of The Fallen, Cenoic sought to expand his knowledge greatly by learning the arts of his predecessor, who was a master of Sealing Techniques. Cenoic, after years of study, has come to have a broad knowledge of the subject that is finally comparable to his former. In simple terms, sealing magics represent the school of being able to seal anything one can imagine (including objects, magics, or concepts) into a physical object or an extra-dimensional space, which can then be summoned and unsealed at will. It represents an infinite armoury potentially holding whatever Cenoic could possibly need, including curses, spells, minions to do his bidding, weapons, objects, or more.

Dimensional Manipulation: Through his years of experimenting with forgotten magics and sealing, Cenoic has learned to bend dimensions themselves to his will in a limited manner. These include phasing himself or others between realities, or creating strange anomaly such as bending two distant points in space into one, or changing the distance between two locations. He can even experience the fourth dimension, in a limited fashion. In day to day life and combat situations, Cenoic can use dimensional manipulation to simulate teleportation, or even phase into a reality where an attack can't reach him - leaving a decoy of magic behind that it merely harmlessly passes through.

Forgotten and Forbidden Magic: By studying and mastering some of what's contained within the enigmatic book he is guardian of, Cenoic has learned many forgotten and forbidden arts at the very depths of knowledge itself. As a result, Cenoic's power grew to be so encompassing and potentially catastrophic that he was invited to sit upon a pantheon of deities who overlook the multiverse.

Physical/Non Magical Abilities: Cenoic belonged to a particular culture of Elves who, aside from their powerful sorcery, were the well-known creators of a swordsmanship style known as Blade Dancing. Blade Dancing involves an offensively-defensive style, consisting of wide sweeps, spins and dance-like choreography; Cenoic is highly skilled at this. Among other things, Cenoic is also a capable athlete and acrobat.

History

The Nerami Ceren.

Cenoic is a man who has transcended power and mortality. A champion who underwent many quests and at some point lost his way in the world. He is now a ruler, controlling an estate that is an unending and chaotic abyss that lies neither in Hell, Heaven or the land of mortals. It is a place of paradox and purgatory, but far deeper and more lasting.

In his native tongue, this plane is known as the Nerami Ceren, and is a broken place that lies on the edge of existence; in the swirling and chaotic fires of wild magic. It is a broken world whose inhabitants are either there on Cenoic's personal invitation, or those who create paradox by not having completed what they were created to do. It is, in sense, a forgotten waste factory created to set right those things neither Gods, Demons or the servants of Death are able, or willing to do.

Long term effects of the Nerami Ceren are madness and the inability to ever find order or schedule. The atmosphere itself will easily corrupt those who are too weak in willpower to fight against it.

Regular inhabitants to the Nerami Ceren include beings from all walks of reality: Lesser Gods, Demons, Souls, Spirits, Reapers, Death Dealers and Extradimensional Entities.

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Cenoic's Story

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Cenoic "Well then, Lady Kenna," he began; turning slowly to face this threat of the undead. Dipping his hand into his cloak, he would draw an Elvish long blade for the first time in years. "Let us pove to each other exactly what we can do. And don't worry, I will get rid of the seal that 'apparently' makes me one of them." His energy was not even pulsing anymore, it was simply forming a shield around himself and Kenna. The outline of which, when looked at against the light, was red. The rest of it was transparent.

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Cenoic swished his sword down by his side, simply aiming to cut off the limb of the final Corpse Gatherer to stop either of them from being grabbed. He didn't even need to, pulling him down below would have done nothing but end up getting the beast killed and with that he would have saved Kenna also. "This is quite stupid... Fair enough." He span his blade; holding it backwards so the blade travelled up behind his arm and the tip poked over his shoulder. Blood would begin to seep out from underneath his feet, travelling slowly out - the circumfrance of the blood circle growing.

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Cenoic had amazing skill in battle. His sword play was legendary and if one looked closely enough into history his name popped up in more than one place. As these skeletal remins flew towards him he would rush forwards to meet them head on, immediately beginning to weave and dodge and block and slash. Each of the skeletal beings that were fired at him would simply be cast aside by a single sword blow each. Then, when this impressive display of skill ended with his back to the charging Drakus and Diana and with his head turned over his shoulder, he smirked, tapping his sword tip against the floor. Suddenly he turned, raising his sword and meeting Drakus' sword blow ferociously with his own blade. Then he would spin the other way, weaving around Drakus and the metal sparks to aim a strong slash for Dianas chest.

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Cenoic met Dianas blade with his own once more, flicking the clashed blades together to create sparks. And as the tip slashed across the center of his face, creating a dash that sprayed blood onto the floor, Diana and Drakus, he didn't even flinch. Instead, the cut that was made healed almost as quickly as it was made. From the large circle of blood, which had now stretched across most of the room, a forest of tendrils began to sprout, each sharp and living. They would begin to swarm over the undead and slash, impale, kill. Whilst all this harsh combat was going on, the tomb stones woul go mostly unnoticed, the range between targets and casters was too great for the accuracy to cause much harm.

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Cenoic sidestepped Dianas attack and then leaped, ensuring that Drakus missed altogether. He flew straight up into the sky, his legs and arms spread and his blade held loosely. He was still being carried up, and at just the right speed, for a few seconds after he left the ground the blood that was sprayed onto the floor and the two fighters from Drakus's earlier attack would suddenly explode, causing a ripping of fire, smoke and a shockwave to fire out across the room and knock everything that wasn't killed to the floor. The ruins would also be affected; pillars and bricks would be thrown out of place and walls would be torn apart. Making it very unstable.

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Cenoic plummeted down through the dust and debree, landing calmly on the ground. He allowed the tendrils to suddenly shoot after the rest of the enemy, for now he needed to get Kenna out of the place. He sprinted towards the sound of the two battling; and upon seeing Kenna on the floor in the distance he flipped his blade, catching it by the tip and throwing it straight at Cinders back.

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Cenoic skidded to a halt when the two dissapeared. He growled; looking down at his hand. If anything, he would follow simply to get his sword back. Kenna was the real reason, and he stood there helplessly. He didn't know where the two had gone, but now he had Kennas energy signature. The moment she appeared somewhere, he would be able to appear by her instantly.

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Cenoic turned slowly to face Drakus, shaking his head. "You're not worth my time." He said; hopping casually from one foot to the other. He knew the place was coming down, the rumbling and the falling bricks told him that, so he casually turned, dropping a single item as he walked calmly towards the exit. That item was the demonic seal that bound him to that family, and he had ripped it from him as if it was nothing. A second later, it would shatter into thousands of pieces.

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Cenoic would dissapear before the Corpse Gatherers got to him. Not a second later, he would be besides Kenna and Cinder.

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Cenoic appeared rather suddenly, a cloud of dust settling at his feet. "That was fun..." He said casually; cracking his neck bones as he shifted his head.

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Cenoic did not attempt to touch Cinder, he instead walked towards where Kenna lay and crouched down besides her. "I think my home is a much more safer place." He smirked; attempting to slide his arms underneath the woman.

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Cenoic lifted Kenna up into his arms and stood up, turning to face the others. He simply hopped back from the Cinder at her sudden rush towards him, knowing this fight was over. "I am not going to fight any longer, and I am not going to do anything to Kenna." He said casually. He would take her to the safest place he could think of and ensure she had a full recovery. He needed her, after all.

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Cenoic thought for a moment, looking from left to right. "I would rather have her recover at the hands of an ally, than an enemy." He said casually. "I do believe you are her enemy, at this time."

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Cenoic "Yet is he not also your friend?" He asked; his gaze snapping to Cinder almost as suddenly. "One minute you want to kill her, one minute you want to save her and play 'let's be best friends'. You ask me to let her rest in a room where she is seperated from people who have tried to kill her by a tent sheet."

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Cenoic "How can you trust me?" He thought for a moment; narrowing his eyes. "I have fought in more wars than you have heard of, killed more people than you have met and done things that would make the most horrible of demons shiver." He slowly stepped forwards towards them; tilting his head. "Even the most evil of creatures can show emotion such as affection and happiness. Basically, I am going with her, that way we are both happy. The book is not mine, give it to her or keep it, I don't care which."

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Cenoic "And your talk is not impressing a man who stood against a man who stood against ten orcs, and his allies." He said casually; being evidently sarcastic. "In all seriousness, come and try that when you have stood against hundreds." He turned away from Drakus and began to walk slowly. "I will stay with Kenna, for a while. She has intrigued me from the start, and I would rather be around something interesting, than something boring."

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Cenoic casually kicked open the bar door; stepping inside with the broken Kenna in his arms. He looked around for a moment, waiting for someone to point out this 'Bow' person to him. But before he waited for that answer, he would carry Kenna over to a table and lay her down on it's surface. "This has been a very interesting day."

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Cenoic "You're half dead, that's one way." He said, sitting down by the table and examining her injuries for himself without going as far as moving her. When Bow approached, he turned his head slowly towards the man. "I trust you can fix her up? I could, but it would mean losing blood and I am weak enough as it is..." He coughed, quite ironically, sending blood down into his hands.

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Cenoic "I do not know. I was merely asked by this woman to find it, and last time I checked she had the book. Apart from that I can't help." He folded his arms and leaned back; looking casually around the room. He hated male instincts, the one that hammered a nail into his brain if he even thought about leaving Kenna ther in such a weakened state. It was unfortunate, but he would live with it.

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Cenoic "You just sleep now, Kenna." He answered simply, not sure if he was heard or not. "Next time I will have to be a little more serious, then this will be avoided."

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Cenoic "Well," he began, wiping his hand down his trousers. "I am dying, if that answers your question." He closed his eyes a little, beginning to rest. At the time it didn't seem like it, but the earlier fight, however small, had taken a serious toll on his body.

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Cenoic suddenly opened his eyes in shock, retching and gasping for breath. At first he reacted horribly with the ball, but as his cells changed and began to accept it for what it was, they allowed the ball to heal Cenoic. Not only that, but they healed the most inner of his wounds, the ones that he didn't even know existed. He felt alot better, suddenly, as if he could jump five miles in the air and survive the landing. "That was... Surprising..." He admitted.

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Cenoic "We share a mutual attraction to power." He said calmly; folding his arms so he could lean forwards onto the table. "That is the way in which you being half dead interests me." He knew it made no sense, and it wasn't supposed to. He just closed his eyes and mumbled a little. "What are those chains? Knowing Cinder, they are magical and cannot be broken the 'usual' ways..."

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Cenoic reached out for the chains with his hands and casually began to pull them apart in the hope of ripping the metal completely. "But for now, what do you plan to do? I heard you were going to 'renounce' your ways, or something... What does this mean?"

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Cenoic "I would have happily placed you under my protection, but it seems you don't need it. I am not just a man who seems to make everyone turn against him, at one time I was a king and lord of my own estate, a great general... I have influence in the world and my house is one of the safest places on the planet." He took in a deep breath and groaned a little, wondering how much longer he would last. He hadn't slept in days and was only just managing to stop himself from nodding off.