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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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Cináed scowled at Lazarus emerging relatively unharmed from his assault -- he would have expected a lot more damage, but clearly this guy had some sort of defence that wasn't immediately apparent.

Still, he didn't exactly have much else up his sleeve. He'd just have to turn up the heat. The blonde teenager took a deep breath, gathering flames around both of his forearms. The bright golden fire roared as it increased in intensity with every moment it cycled around his form, beads of sweat appearing on Cináed's forehead despite his near immunity to heat.

When he released the first jet, it was hot enough to melt a sizeable hole in the street if it missed Lazarus, hotter than any natural fire from most pyromancers. The phoenix-born drew on more mystical flame than that.

In the distance, sirens could be heard as the police took head of the situation, and a spark in the sky potentially announced airborne interference.

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Watching as the stranger gathered the flames,Lazarus moved into a more offensive position although his plan was far from it. He was bold,maybe even rash but he wasn't stupid. Fighting fire head-on with no gain from it was a fool's errand and unless he suddenly gained the ability to absorb fire a death sentence. So upon the first jet being released he dissapeared in yet another blur of movement,re-appearing a moment later,further down the street as to give him time to plan and react.

Damn it siren's...Lazarus split his weapon into two halves,and then re-combined those two halves again. Making a large forked claymore that he spun around himself with ease. The Flash-steps had tired him but he had a few more in him..just need to wait for another attack.

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"You know for a psychopath murderer, you sure like running away," Cináed called, grimacing. What was this guy playing at? This game of cat and mouse couldn't go on forever, and he was willing to bet he had enough juice in him to keep blasting the guy with fire until he got a lucky shot. There had to be some sort of plan here that he wasn't cottoning onto.

The teenager lifted himself off the ground, taking the precaution of at least an attempt to get out of obvious striking range. He hovered at around twenty feet off the ground before releasing a second torrent of fire down towards Lazarus. He didn't anticipate it hitting, but if he kept the guy moving he'd have to get tired eventually, right? Hopefully it would be before he ran out of steam himself.

He began to gather more flame around himself, both in preparation for another attack and potentially to use defensively.

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A loud cackle sounded from behind the teenager,and upon looking further at the flames target Lazarus would be gone,the cackle still going on and the sound of some kind of heavy object falling toward's the teen. Despite all this,Lazarus would eventually re-appear infront of him a place that he hoped would be behind him when he turned to face the cackle,swinging his heavy claymore toward's the teen's mid-riff as second layer of sharp red blades showed themselves.

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Cináed's initial response to hearing a cackle behind him, thankfully, wasn't to turn and stare dumbly. Anticipating a strike from behind, he launched himself sideways, spinning in the motion to face where he'd heard the sound from. As a result, when Lazarus appeared, it was at the very edge of his range he would find the fiery teenager.

Rather than the claymore slicing him clean in two, instead the weapon scored a light slash on his side, drawing blood and eliciting a cry of pain, but only leaving a flesh wound. Cináed's response was immediate, unleashing a the fire he'd been gathering in a wave towards Lazarus' position, hoping to use the man's airborne position to guarantee a hit with the intense flames - maybe he'd even melt that bastarding weapon, but he doubted it was made of mere metal.

Cináed descended onto a nearby rooftop, clutching at his side as blood started to seep into his clothes. He needed to get some sort of body armour if he was going to keep playing the hero, that hurt! He wanted to heal himself, but he didn't know that he could spare the attention in case Lazarus was about to follow him to the rooftop.

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Expertly flipping the blade after the strike,Lazarus used the overly large weapon as a shield for his body as he began falling back to earth,the flames burnt his left and right arm slightly as he held the weapon against the onslaught but he otherwise thumped into the earth with minor injuries. Damn it he hated burn's,they lasted too long.

Happily however Lazarus had out-lasted the wave of fire and began simply running toward's the teen's position. Splitting the claymore into two large sword-like weapons but unable to surpass a simple running speed as he threw the first at the boy.

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Cináed darted to the side as Lazarus tossed his sword, giving the weapon a wide berth, acknowledging the chain attached to it and the potential that gave it to perform unexpected turns in the air. He winced at the pull the movement put on the injury in his side, but grit his teeth through it.

Keeping an eye on the weapon, Cináed once more gathered his fire, unleashing a torrent of heat that aimed to envelop Lazarus' running form entirely, as well as quite literally melting the roof beneath him.

In the street below, police cars began to pull up, heavily armed police officers climbing out to clear the area of any civilians still standing around to watch and starting to make their way into the building the two were fighting on top of.

In the sky, a hovering android figure cast her eyes down at the combatants. "This is the Terran Militia and the WCPD! Cease fighting and turn yourselves in for questioning immediately!" she called, her voice amplified like a megaphone.

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Lazarus Bloodwheel took utter advantage of that potential,pulling the chain to command his weapon to slice diagonally downward's towards the boy,whilst throwing the other in an upward's diagonal fashion,attempting to create a large X as he continued to rush the boy.

The flame's would have to be left alone for now,his weapon's had been used up and he had spilt blood. The aura that had helped him sustain the small ammount of injuries he had rather then turning into dust had strengthened again. Hopefully enough to keep him from further arm melting burns but he doubted his left arm would last as long as the rest of him.

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Even if Lazarus was protected from the heat of the flames, the roof beneath his feet wasn't. As the man charged forwards, he would find his footsteps falling on air, potentially casting him unceremoniously down into the thrift shop below. As a result, the path of the weapons he'd been manipulating using the chains was at least slightly disrupted by his weight pulling on the chains, allowing Cináed to deftly strafe away from them, escaping the brutal crossing point of the weapons by the breadth of a hair despite taking a scrape down his leg as a result, shredding the side of his jeans and his skin leaving a raw and bloody patch down his entire right leg.

He glanced up at the hovering android, Aiedail, gesturing at the vampire. "I'm just trying to save lives, lady!" he called out, "I've worked with your people before!"

Aiedail nodded, recognising Cináed from the report on the Plaza attack. "Vampire!" she called out loudly, her scanners having identified Lazarus' nature, "Cease hostile activities immediately!"

The android lowered herself towards the building to ensure her orders were followed.

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Falling into the shop below,Lazarus landed rather awkwardly,However the new wound upon his foe had helped with sticking the landing. His eyes had changed into a pure amber colour and the aura surrounding him and his weapons were more solid. Despite being down in the shop he still tugged at the chain's expertly. Sending the weapons flying back in the reverse of their previous manevour,albiet somewhat awkwarldy from below.

He heard the android talking,Vampire?..Huh,So they were going to classify his attack as part of being a Vampire. Damn it,His Sire would kill him for that,he had to somehow show it was for other reason's. Lifting his tattoo'd leg up Lazarus kicked at the nearest wall the discharge of his aura sending that side of the building into oblivion. He couldn't get much stronger then this from such minor wound's but then,it wouldnt mattter if they had been major. His body didn't allow anything beyond building destruction in power.

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Aiedail shot forwards, intercepting the weapons before they could reach Cináed. The metal bounced harmlessly off her kinetic shielding, even as she reached out to grab the chains firmly in a powerful grip.

Firing off her jets, Aiedail shot down to the ground to where Lazarus was, still clasping the chains. "Surrender yourself!" she instructed, "You have nowhere to flee to and crimes of assault and murder to answer for!"

Meanwhile, Cináed took a deep breath, lowering himself to sit on a ledge and reaching for the wound in his side, starting to heal it with a wash of golden flame. He was happy to let the officials take over from here.

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Lazarus turned toward's the odd being,not human for sure. Or perhap's she was? It was not all important currently regardless. The pad fizzed on the pair of weapons,the word's were split into two halves as the pad itself was.

"You knew I was a Vampire,Did you not figure out what my Aura was?" It read,as the chain's and the weapons themselves became covered in small red glowing cracks,before exploding outward's in a rain of Metal cutting shard's,Flesh-Rending Aura and In some part's pure destructive power as he launched dissapeared in a final blur of movement. Attempting to flee through the building's broken side as it began to collapse on itself,after-all it was teetering on three rather weakened walls and a large explosion had just taken place.

Lazarus himself would only re-appear in a gust of wind as close as he could get to the Cursed Wood's direction from within the Main Street,He cared not for his beloved weapon Rishamel and if they caught up with him he still had his fist's. Rishamel would find him again anyway,it alway's did after the bond.

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Aiedail stood stoically as the blast washed around her, metal slamming into her shielding and energy warping against her absorption barrier. Were she human, she would have shown external signs of the exertion required to absorb the power that had been thrown at her, but her synthetic nature left her simply standing apparently unphased.

The android discarded the weapon, launching herself forwards on her jets with a sonic boom as she pulsed into the sky, searching the ground for the vampire. Even with her advanced scanners, it would take her a decent length of time to relocate the man, not being certain what direction he went in. If Lazarus were restricted to walking, she might catch up to him, but otherwise he was likely home free due to the significant gap he'd created.

Cináed lowered himself to the street outside, waving off the approach of WCPD officers to assist him, having healed himself sufficiently to not need medical attention. He answered the questions of the men and let them know where he was staying in case they needed to contact him later, and then he was on his way back to his room to rest. He was tired after that fight.

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Lazarus Bloodwheel thumped into the upper level's of his new abode,flicking his severely burnt hand upon landing. The echoe of the door's slamming heavily shut sounding from the entrance hall as the final droplets of blood splattered across the floor. His eyes glowed a rather bright amber hue as he stalked toward's his kin and sire still playing around with the blood flowing down his exposed left arm. His odd weapon had apparently been split apart into two large curved swords,covered in ancient and glowing red symbols. He held them comfortably by his sides,the handles chained together and rattling as he walked. He jammed the two weapon's together so that the two halves of his electronic pad fit together and fizzed to reveal yet another of his messages

"Masked One,Vampyre. What's happened since I left?,Have the "Greater" Vampires decided upon anything? Do I have a purpose?, The reason to spill blood that you promised?"

He peeled off the bandages around his mouth and ran his tongue along the length of the weapon,licking up the blood messily before re-attaching the bandages to his face into the slowly growing holes beneath the flesh-gripping teeth.

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Cracking his neck Lazarus re-appeared next to..his blood? Ah,So there WAS another. His amber eyes glowed as he scanned the being, especially interested in the book and the strangers mask. His red aura was far more prominent then usual,almost like a thick red shield about him as he leaned close towards the masked ones face.

"I am Lazarus, Considering your going to be dealing with me often in the future, I don't see why your so reserved. Other's know me as The Steel Reaper if you prefer meaningless titles." His pad read,he had raised it to his side during the sudden movement to the mans side.

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Having been listening intently and quite curious about the whole thing,Lazarus leant away from his kin and nodded simply,holding up his pad to her.

"If need be I can help with excavation and guard duty. My kin is probably right there will be a complex trap, I've heard of Stone Sentinel's and even the spirits of those imprisoned testing those who come to claim what lies inside a tomb. Besides, I've had a large dose of blood spilling lately so my power could scarcely be higher. Aslong as there is no elemental's"

One quick look at him would show what kind of blood he had been spilling,his bandages and weapon were covered in thick splatters of crimson hues,in some places the blood even still dripped.

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Lazarus bowed in reply and dissapeared in a blur. Good,he wasn't in trouble. This would make things much more interesting, The Harlequin could look after himself...The masked being seemed to hate Lazarus anyway.

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Lazarus thumped down next to the vehicle awaiting any orders. He was bored and spilling more blood would be pointless. So he simply stood and waited,spinning his weapon in his hand idly and sending an amber-hued glare towards the Harlequin.

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Sighing without any orders,He simply gestured to himself then the vehicle, as if to ask if there was enough room. Running all the way there would be annoying but not difficult...aslong as he didn't lose the car. Flicking the weapon into the air he caught it so that it split apart and folded into a small and thick dagger,much easier for travel.

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Realizing she was about to be squished in the back, Daemala flung herself from the vehicle. Running around in an all too comical bounce of furs, she ripped open the front passenger door and plopped herself inside. So this is where the buttwarmers were kept! Daemala immediately started pushing buttons. She was ready to go, and would wait for her kin.

Not for very long, or very patiently.

"Hurry up!" Daemala called from the car, turning up the radio to some funky tunes. Ooh, she linked this!

It was fitting, Daemala thought as she settled down and tucked her hands in her coat, This kind of music and this kind of weather for this kind of adventure.

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Daemala's response was to turn the music two notches higher. Not too much, just enough to present a mild annoyance.

Where were they going anyway? She looked out the window and waited for the car to start moving.

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Lazarus watched her frantic hurry to the front seat, The Harlequin's annoyance at the music and his apparent plans to slumber in silence. He didn't quite care...Oh well,the car was warm and he was cold. It was good enough for him. Although he did make a point of squishing himself against his Kin slightly as he sat. Grinding his Burning Aura against him for a moment before relaxing in the other corner of the car, what kind of a trip would it be if he didn't get to hurt atleast one thing.

"Tell me when we arrive,otherwise I'll be keeping watch" His now tiny pad read as he attempted to make it visible to his Sire in the much more comfortable passenger seat.

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Lazarus seemed to form from the shadow's. So this was his Sires place?, Werewolf huh? Bah...He had recently spilled blood and he didn't like bastard dogs. Time to tear somebody apart.

"Gun-Wielder,I am Lazarus. Kin of this establishments owner,If you'll allow me I'd like to handle this being if they go out of control. I owe her a favour and I'd like to repay it" A small pad would read,one that was attached to a rather large and odd weapon that he was now holding infront of the one he adressed. His left arm was heavily burnt and bleeding and he was surrounded with a thick red aura that burnt the ground around his feet. His ability to sow seeds of fear in all present would begin taking effect as his tattoo'd right leg glowed.

His other hand came up and pulled down the bandages around his mouth,revealing an insane grin and row's of razor-sharp teeth. Dripping with blood and some kind of red energy,his amber eyes burning their gaze into the werewolf.

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Lazarus nodded,Spinning his weapon quickly and expertly in his hand before tearing it in twain. Creating two large curved sword's that were attached to each-other by chains at the hilt of each. His spine cracked as two bone covered arms sprouted from his back holding similar blades,although something was off about them...Yes,the arms and the blades seemed to be made out of His aura and nothing else.

"Too late now Were-kin. I'm ready to spill some blood and it WILL be yours. Get ready for the fight of your life whelp, Because he's not the only one your dealing with." His pad would read,having been flung toward's the kneeling werewolf. The ground below Lazarus cracked and burnt and his aura strengthened into a small energy storm, sparking red lightning around the werewolf. Bad luck for the werewolf,Lazarus was half-insane and at the peak of his power.

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Lazarus thumped into the ground with his two normal arms folded across his chest,his amber eyes glowing brightly as he nodded back to his ally before re-training them on his foe. He hadn't needed to flip in mid-air,only to let the force of the push naturally face him feet first to the ground.

He cracked his neck and took a step forward slamming his two curved sword's together to create an overly large forked claymore. The grin still plastered across his face as the other set of sword's did the same,passing the next claymore into his other normal hand. The aura arms would apparently just be for fist-fighting.

Lazarus awaited their foe,there was no hiding for him..Lazarus's eyes were able to see through damn near all planes of existence. The luck of being born into a clan of purely man-hunters and fighters.