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Lazarus Bloodwheel

They say that the very sky cried blood upon his entry to the world. Then again,He was born moment's before the great war.

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

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Lazarus Bloodwheel

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GENERAL INFO
Full name: - Lazarus Bloodwheel
Alias/Nicknames: - Reaver, Steel Reaper
Gender: - Male
Species/Race: – Theranen,Vampire
Nationality: – Theranen
Birth Date: - First Day of the Blood Harvest
Age: - 26
Zodiac Sign: - Scorpio
Descendent(of): - Behemoth Theronguard
Current Residence: - Castle Vankoryth,Haverous Bog
Job/Profession: - Unemployed
Title: - Reaver of the Blood Harvest
Allegiance/Alignment: - Theranen, The Detente.

APPEARANCE
Height: - 8'1ft
Weight: - 97kg
Build: - Heavily Muscled
Eye Color: - Amber/Red
Hair Color: - White/Black
Handedness: - Ambi-Dexterous
Skin Shade/Color: - Blood-Red/White
Scars/Tattoos/Piercings: - Several large scar's across his torso and forearms
Description: – A tall and imposing figure,his eye's glow a deep red.He stand's to be a lightly armoured opponent,however the armour is of mysterious make as it seems to be simply grey bandages and a black tattered material,and judging by it's faint blood red aura it is not simply cloth The armour is decorated by well-spaced flesh-piercing teeth around the edges and his Right leg is covered in black and intricate tribal tattoo's. He wear's nothing upon his feet and his long-black hair seem's to be eternally interesting to him. All this is a recent change from his Blood-Red skin and his eternally armoured body. Apparently he likes his old hunting armour better then last set of armour his clan gave him. The only flaw it seems to have is the rather large whole in it,being that from his left shoulder to his left-hand's finger tips there is no bandages or armour. Leaving it upto his aura and Rishamel to keep it intact.


MENTALITY
Sexuality/Preference: - Straight
Relationship/Marital status: - Single
Family/relatives: - All Deceased
Sanity: [u][i] - Insane
[u][i]Friends:
- None
Mental Skills: Fear inducement. His presence inspires fear into those with average or below willpower for apparently no reason.
Likes: - Blood,Alcohol,Women
Dislikes: - Angel's,Demon's,Elemental Magic
Hobbies: - Reading,Writing,Fighting
Personality: – Not much is to be said here, He is a mute being and so beyond being prone to blood-lust fueled slaughter he is a rather quiet being with few friends due to his silent nature. He can however write out what he want's to say and attempts to do so,however he is ussually ignored.

EQUIPMENT
Weapons: – Lazarus has fondly named his weapon, Rishamel which in his language translates into Speed Demon. It is an incredibly fast and maneuvarable weapon that greatly increases in strength the more he and his opponents are injured. At it's peak of power the weapon releases three shockwaves of red energy that obliterate most thing's that they make contact with. The weapon itself is abnormally sharp and durable and leaves behind a trail of blood-red magic that act's as a secondary harder to detect set of blades. The Weapon can be split into two duel-wielded blades which can then be further stretched and combined to make a claymore,forked in the middle and razor-sharp on both sides.
Combat Attire: – Unchanged
Accessories: – His large right leg becomes more powerfull in accordance with how much blood is spilled,therefore eventually leading his kick's to be body-tearingly powerfull and as of late due to his vampiric strength,Even capable of felling small buildings.
Miscellaneous: – None

FIGHTING STYLE(S)
General/Preferred Style: – He either fight's using an Ethereal Aura generated around his limb's or his weapon Rishamel in an intricate and relentless flurry of attack's that seem to happen at random
Hand-to-Hand: – Ethereal Capoera
Weapons Style: – Rishamel's Blood Harvest
Special Abilities: – Various Blood related "Buffs" and a seemingly endless tolerance for pain. Giving him power and durability in combat. Vampiric Strength,Speed,Perception and the ability to almost teleport due to what can be reffered to in general terms as a flash-step.

STYLES OF MAGIC
Chant Magic: - Unknown
Rune Magic: - Unknown
Elemental Magic: - Unknown
Psychic Magic: – Unknown
Conjuring Magic: – Unknown
Enchantment Magic: – Unknown
Space/Time Magic: – Unknown
Arcane Magic: - Unknown

HISTORY
Relationship Status: – None
Family: – None
Known Languages: – Theranen,English.
Proficiency(Affinity): – Highly proficient in many weapons and Combat styles,Prefers Rishamel over all else.
Personal History/Background: - Unknown
Clans (Family Clan or Otherwise): - Clan of Theranen, Sub-clan of Bloodwheel, Sub-Branch of Blood Harvest.

Other: : Unknown

So begins...

Lazarus Bloodwheel's Story

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A mute,
Daemala almost whispered, a wry smile pulling taut on her face. Cautiously, she wrapped her hand in a piece of her gown and went to pick up the weapon.

He needed it to speak, the strange tech, it would seem.

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Lazarus Bloodwheel lifted his right leg and stomped it down heavily. A heavy-set chain ripping through the earth that seemed to have been attached to the buried portion of the weapon. Pulling it toward's him as the chain arched and landing neatly in his hand. He tapped rapidly into it and then cautiously approached the woman.

"I am Lazarus,Harvester of Blood. Leader of the Theranen's Warrior Cast and Exiled to become a Mere Mercenary. Whom,are you creature?" It read simply,after fizzing and warping from a strange mess of symbol's to english.

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As the weapon was ripped from her grasp, Daemala could not help but emit a small squeal. As he tapped away, she eyed him skeptically. How, oh how, was she going to eat this?

A Harvester of Blood, he said? Did this mean he was already one of them? She had to find out, for he smelled... This was just too strange.

Lady of the Night,
she responded, letting seductive intimidation melt into her voice, taking a haste step forth,
Creature of Darkness, Drinker of Blood, Immortal.


Daemala raised her chin, and looked him deep into his eyes. Would her powers still work? She hoped so, but part of her hoped not. Her words would surely sway him to her favor, provided she was older, or stronger than he. Her charm was undeniable, but would it be enough?

He smelled delicious enough to try. Even-

Oh! She grinned, A thought came to mind.

Are you Immortal?
It was a whisper, dripping coy with the ancient lust of Roma.

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Lazarus Bloodwheel shook his head to her question,the glow of his eye's only becoming brighter as she looked deeply into them. He tapped rapidly into the pad again as he drew himself nearer to the being.

"I am no Immortal,I do not Drink Blood and I am not of your kind. Vampyre. I am but a simple Reaver of Blood. What is your bussiness with me or my kind?" It read,again fizzing into english. He was far more cautious now,his blade instinctively and unconciously looping around and around in his left hand after the message had stayed for a mere fifteen seconds. The blood-red trail behind it was far more obvious and began to take the shape of a red blade line.

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Your kind interests me, She said, pushing her power into her voice. If he could hear, and she was stronger than he, surely he would feel overwhelmed. Even if he was stronger than her, the pressure may be present.

Daemala stepped forth.

What do you do with Blood?
Daemala sounded genuinely curious.

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Lazarus Bloodwheel shook his head and rubbed at the helmet that surrounded his skull. Some kind of odd and rather large sense of pressure was upon him,perhap's it was lust,or maybe some kind of supernatural talent she was attempting to force upon him. Either-way it was being held atleast slightly at bay by his own supernatural ability to project fear into those around him.

The pad fizzed to life once more as the blade halted,the blade line dissapearing.
"We do nothing with it,We simply. Kill. Those born on the day of the blood harvest are Blood Harvester's for life. I was placed into the cast of Bloodwheel and nicknamed the Steel Reaper. We kill those who have grown too powerfull,or those who have grown too large as a civilization. We bring balance" It read,saying for awhile considering the larger size of the message,still rubbing annoyingly at his helmet.

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A balance bringer such as you would benefit from putting his kills to use,
Daemala said with her serpents tongue, letting her hand rest upon his shoulder.

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Lazarus Bloodwheel nodded and tapped into the pad quickly,raising it once more along with the blade. "That is what earned me my exile,The want to not waste life simply because they have grown. Atleast not without another purpose."

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She glanced down at the display,
Come with me, out of exile, into a Kingdom in need of a Knight of Balance,
Daemala played her fingers down his armor, across his chest, to his other shoulder.
I can fix that want.

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Lazarus Bloodwheel nodded,slowly. Having considered the idea,the pad fizzed yet again without his typing however. It simply read, in a messy and decrepit mess of his own language and english.

"I am no Knight"

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You are a knight,
Daemala urged,
You have a place, a Kingdom!


She picked at his armor, bringing her mouth very close, wishing to taste what was underneath.

Come with me.

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Lazarus Bloodwheel flicked his weapon into the air,catching it in his right hand and sweeping it toward's her. The pad launched off of it's loose holster on the side of the weapon and banged into the tree behind her. One of the few places she had to flee.

"I AM.NO.KNIGHT" It would read if seen,fizzing loudly.

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Daemala sensed his shift, sensed her control slip, and used all her strength to propel herself upward. Somehow, she caught a branch overhead, ruining her gown as she kicked up onto it, half of her dress taken by the weapon.

Miscreant!
Daemala all but roared, lunching for the "Knight" again,
I offer you fulfillment in exile, to be complete in what has condemned you! Fool!
Her nails sharpened as she tore at him in a flurry of hair, words, and claws.

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Lazarus Bloodwheel began rapidly spinning and lunging his weapon back and forth at the woman. Quickly and expertly,stepping back and to the sides when appropriate. Eventually pausing and shifting his armour to open a gap between his shoulder and his neck. A large burst of blood-red energy surging forth in a relentless torrent.

With this he would resume his on-slaught,the aura around his blade also thickening into a blood-red blade line.

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She crawled on him, slipping around his frame and latching on to his back. Thankfully, he had managed to shake her free, sending her vaulting backwards into a tree when the blast of energy came out.

Bloody hell...

Daemala scrambled up the tree, screaming fury down at the Knight.

You'rar no cavaliere, con behavior cattivo!
Her fangs exposed to their full length, she tore free a branch and sent it at him.
Lo da mangiare!
On the power of the outcast, she would feed tonight!


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Lazarus Bloodwheel slices the branch in twain and stares after the creature. Leaning down to calmly pick up his pad. It was cracked but worked. He calmly held it up to her,the writing large and easy to read.

"I am Lazarus,Steel Reaper. Speak your offer or Fight me. I am no Knight and if you dare insinuate I am again,I will cut you in twain" It read. His orange eye's now blazing orb's of light under his helmet as he stared her down.

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She read it, eyes glowing, rage pulsing, curled her lips and spat;

I offer immortal, exchange blood and allegiance for balance of power.

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Lazarus Bloodwheel spun the weapon in his hand,looking as if he aimed to attack. Before stabbing it into the ground and kneeling,the shift in his armour still apparent,leaving part of his neck bare now that the torrent of energy had ended.

The pad fizzed to life on the floor beside him. "I accept your offer,For my kin"

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She watched the display, anger subsiding, lust blossoming where it once was. It wasn't real lust, but blood lust. Surely, her new victim would understand.

Forward Daemala walked, slipping the rest of her velvet rags from her. There she stood, in corset and underslip, petticoat in shams, a vision of victorian.

Welcome home,
She oozed, swooping forth to pierce his neck with teeth that had grown to be nearly four inches. She would drink all she could, leaving just barely enough left, and inject her Siring poison in.

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Lazarus Bloodwheel groan's audibly as she pierces his neck. His actual flesh was quite weak,as is all of his species. Hence why he was alway's in armour. That and the vast ammounts of energy that is housed within each Theranen's bones.

His hand dug into the dirt as she drained his blood.