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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.

So begins...

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Cenoic took a step down onto the bar floor and immediately made his way to the table nearest the fire. He sat down immediately and lay his head down on the table. He was exhausted, and began wheezing heavy intakes of breath in order to keep concious.

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Cenoic kept wheezing, but didn't move. Thick blood crept out from under the loosely wrapped bandages on his right arm... It ran down to his finger tips and began to slowly drop, each second sending another plop to the floor below him.

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Cenoic pushed open the door with his right, bandaged arm and made his way towards the counter without taking a single second to look around. A trail of blood followed him, because the empty sleeve that flapped from his left shoulder had no arm in it.

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Cenoic could have easily regenerated his left arm, which raised the question 'why didn't he?'. He placed his palm down hard against a table and used it to support himself as he slid down into a seat. He stared directly down at the table surface; bangs of hair falling over his face. He coughed and wheezed to get his breath back.

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Cenoic lifted his head, slowly, and looked around. "So it's here..." He said quite clearly. "

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Cenoic suddenly began to change his form. His skin would become red and his solid matter would change to liquid, which would fall and splash to the door. A half second later, he would form again, rising quickly so that he was sitting idly on the rafter besides the hiding Kenna. "I take it you have a reason for being here..."

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Cenoic suddenly sprouted another left arm, causing a sudden splurt of crimson to spray down below him. He rotated his new hand on his wrist and shuddered. "You tell me to get a book, then I see nothing of you since. And please do not tell me you've gone soft..."

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Cenoic "I searched Cinders room and then burnt it to a crisp. She refused to tell me, and since that day my attention as been pressed on much more important matters." He said; lifting his legs to fold them underneath him. "She is right there... I can see her. Let's just go and take it right now, I am quite sure she will have the book on her person."

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Cenoic "It's a good thing I am here then. I will await you, because I am intrigued to see how powerful you really are." He craned his neck around his shoulders with a horrible cracking of bones; then lay back against the rafter with his hands folded behind his head. He heard Cinder, but didn't answer.

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Cenoic smirked and watched the incident; his eyes constantly switching from the fight below to Kenna.

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Cenoic grinned a little. "It's amazing how weak these people are, truly." He mumbled to himself; slowly sitting up again. He shuffled along the rafter a yard or so until his back was against the wall and he bent his knees closer to his chest.

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Cenoic "Wide area attacks!" He mouthed down, deciding to give the fighters a hint. He wanted to see if Cinder could keep up with the fighters and his hints. "Kill them all at once."

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Character Portrait: Cenoic Cenoic says,
 Small, thin red wires would suddenly sprout up from floor by Cinder. Unless she moved, they would fly up and wrap around the woman to tightly hold her in place. Even if she managed to dodge, the tendrilsw would simply follow and more would sprout.

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Character Portrait: Cenoic Cenoic says,
 A second Cenoic would sprout from the floor, tendrils wrapping around him until his form was complete. At that point the blood would trickle down his face; his wet hair covering his eyes. "How about that book?" He asked; reaching out a hand.

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Cenoic "Where is it?" He asked; four more tendrils sprouting. These were thicker and sharper, obviously used for impaling. He threatened her with them, for they would stab towards her and pull back at the last second. He idly wondered if Kenna was watching, he wanted her to know he could get a job done.

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Character Portrait: Cenoic Cenoic says,
 Cenoic stood there, quite calmy. Two of the larger tendrils turned to face the new threat. One would effortlessly bat away the black bolt, right back to Drakus. The second would stab straight to his heart as if a pike. Around two more sprouted every second, but simply swished around idly. "It is for your own good, you know. That book is turning you into an evil woman, you need to be rid of it and I plan to do that for you."

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Character Portrait: Cenoic Cenoic says,
 Two more of these sharper tendrils would shoot towards Drakus' chest from the front, whilst the one that pierced him would turn and strike for his back. The Cenoic that stood there shrugged a little. "The book, it is for your own good."

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Character Portrait: Cenoic Cenoic says,
 The red tendrils would be destroyed by the weak white blast, for they were weaker than it. Aside from that, more would sprout to face this undead threat, slashing and thrusting outwards to simply overwhelm and destroy the soldiers. The Cenoic stood there would turn and walk slowly through the chaos towards Drakus and Cinder. "It is funny how I have been made the enemy when I am simply trying to finish what the others started. Where is the book?"

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Character Portrait: Cenoic Cenoic says,
 "Just give the book to me. Or Kenna. I do not mind which." The Cenoic said; lifting his arms up to his side in a wide shrug. The real Cenoic, the one sat in the rafters watching, began to follow Kenna. "It's amazing what another me can do, isn't it?" He whispered.

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Character Portrait: Cenoic Cenoic says,
 The first Cenoic stayed close to Kenna. He wasn't letting himself lose contact with the woman again, if she planned on leaving he planned on following. The second stared down at Cinder and Drakus, tendrils sprouting from his body and idly lashing around. "That book has turned you into a creature almost as vile as me. And yet, it is amazing that when I try to help take this book from you, as the others were seemingly trying to do, everyone turns on me." He chuckled.

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Character Portrait: Cenoic Cenoic says,
 The real Cenoic suddenly sprouted tendrils of his own, which would lash to Kenna in the hope of wrapping around part of her body. If he had been succesful, he would join that plume of smoke and dissapear along with her; travelling to wherever it was she was going. The second one looked around, blinking twice before his mouth opened. Tendrils sprouted from his mouth and continued to do so until the mans form was no longer there. Thousands of tendrils simply lay across the floor, they would soon wriggle away and dissintigrate into nothing.

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Cenoic shrugged his shoulders as he emerged from the shadows also; immediately beginning to look around. "How dull. I think we would be much better off in my home." He mumbled; but shrugged and sat down on a fallen pillar. "So... What now?"

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Cenoic slowly shrugged his shoulders. "I have already made contact with you. I can follow you myself." He explained casually; standing up again. "They will be coming, you know. We need to find somewhere a little safer."

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Cenoic stepped towards the scythe and tapped it so it was pointing away from him. "Do you really think... I would have let that woman place a sphere of energy into me if I did not know how to get rid of it?" He asked; calmly raising his palm and allowing a red aura to form around it. "I am going to follow you, Kenna. We made a deal, and I am much more powerful than you. Let's put it this way... We stick to what we planned, and work together, or I destroy you." As the boulders were fired, Cenoic didn't even move, he just pulsed out a pure energy that knocked the boulders away with little effort.