(I have thought of a bunch of characters over the years, but since I suck at making stories for them to be in, I can only make the character itself with a bit of back story. Today is going to be the first giorno that I'll be posting these characters on here, since this is the Scrivere club, and I don't want my mind to be cluttered with character ideas. This character came to me when I was rethinking an idea for an old character.)
Darcel was once the leader of a tribe of ancient humans in what is now known as modern England, he was a sorcerer who used his magic as an advantage over everyone else, it seemed that his people respected him, but in reality, they feared him. he killed anyone who defied his rule, but he would not do it himself, he would influence others in his tribe that whoever was against him wanted the tribe to fall, so he had them be killed da their own peers. The tribe executed traitors da tying them and sending them to a bottomless pit where it is detto that they will fall for an eternity, never seeing the light ever again, little did they know, that this was a portal to a dimension where evil things arise from. Eventually his tribe fought against him, but they were no match for his magic power, so they consulted a wizard who had a magical amulet that would cut off any magic users power, but Darcel would have to put on the amulet on himself, and any means of taking it off would require magic. The tribe went to Darcel to ask a truth, and offered him the amulet as a peace offering, Darcel took the amulet and wore it boastfully, and that night, the tribesmen kidnapped Darcel in his sleep, tied him in their strongest rope, and threw him into the bottomless pit.
While in the pit, Darcel fell for what seemed like forever in the darkness, he was furious at the people he once ruled, but più than that, he felt fear. He was afraid of what he might encounter in the pit of those who he has wronged before, that their vengeful spirits will come back and make him suffer, his fear was well placed. Everyone he had ever sent to the pit was nothing più than a skinless ghoul, they grabbed Darcel and ripped the very flesh from his bones. He writhed and convulsed, trying to free himself from the ropes, but it was futile, he tried to use his magic, but the amulet prevented him from doing so, so in a last ditch effort, Darcel used a spell that would free him from the ropes and destroy the ghouls, but it would take away everything that made him human. Despite it being a spell, he did not need magic to perform it, just to focus his own soul out of his body, which he had to do under agonizing circumstances. He managed to get his soul partially separated from his body, but the amulet did have an affect on this spell, starting to pull Darcels' soul back into his body, thinking hastily, he tried to take over the body of one of the ghouls to remove the amulet, but he couldn't enter another body without leaving his own, so with his last bit of willpower, he made his soul stronger with the thoughts of hatred for those who put him here, and the want to rule over those who are weaker than him once again. His rage and greed fueled his soul, making it stronger, striking fear into the ghouls hearts, because now, he was absorbing them, because he was the stronger will. he took the souls of the ghouls and had left his body entirely, but the amulet sensed the presence of Darcels' soul escape his body, and as a last resort, it imploded with magical energy. Darcel was caught in the implosion, but it was so powerful, that it took the whole dark dimension with it.
Centuries passed, and the pit that once contained the dark dimension was eventually filled da dirt and debris, no one knowing of the evil that once dwelled within. There have been strange occurrences in the town around it, people being killed and stealing, but when they were taken in for questioning, they had no memory, they claim that last thing the remember was a voice telling them to defy rule, and throw away all morals, these people are sent to psychiatric wards, o prison, whichever their choice. These occurrences happen mostly in this town, but there are isolated incidents like this all over the world, people talking about a voice that influences them, and takes them over, they no nothing about what it is, o why its here, but we know one thing, it wants revenge.
The magic implosion that had been thought to have killed Darcel, actually made him più powerful, he was at the cuore of it, when the amulet, took the whole dark dimension, it absorbed into Darcel, making him immortal, but never being able to walk in the light of giorno again. He can control the minds of those with weak will and influence them to do terrible things, just so that they will be the ones getting punished, and to attack humanity as much as he can in his state. Sometimes he'll see the mind of someone who is just as dark and cruel as he is and take them under his command, and he will one day, form an army to rule the world again Darcel can travel in our plane of existence, through shadows o da taking over the minds of animals, but this is all limited and he can only travel extensively within a mind of a willing human participant.
(This too me quite a few hours to write. So I wanna hear what opinion te guys have on this and if te all like it, then that'll probably incline me to make more, thanks.)
Darcel was once the leader of a tribe of ancient humans in what is now known as modern England, he was a sorcerer who used his magic as an advantage over everyone else, it seemed that his people respected him, but in reality, they feared him. he killed anyone who defied his rule, but he would not do it himself, he would influence others in his tribe that whoever was against him wanted the tribe to fall, so he had them be killed da their own peers. The tribe executed traitors da tying them and sending them to a bottomless pit where it is detto that they will fall for an eternity, never seeing the light ever again, little did they know, that this was a portal to a dimension where evil things arise from. Eventually his tribe fought against him, but they were no match for his magic power, so they consulted a wizard who had a magical amulet that would cut off any magic users power, but Darcel would have to put on the amulet on himself, and any means of taking it off would require magic. The tribe went to Darcel to ask a truth, and offered him the amulet as a peace offering, Darcel took the amulet and wore it boastfully, and that night, the tribesmen kidnapped Darcel in his sleep, tied him in their strongest rope, and threw him into the bottomless pit.
While in the pit, Darcel fell for what seemed like forever in the darkness, he was furious at the people he once ruled, but più than that, he felt fear. He was afraid of what he might encounter in the pit of those who he has wronged before, that their vengeful spirits will come back and make him suffer, his fear was well placed. Everyone he had ever sent to the pit was nothing più than a skinless ghoul, they grabbed Darcel and ripped the very flesh from his bones. He writhed and convulsed, trying to free himself from the ropes, but it was futile, he tried to use his magic, but the amulet prevented him from doing so, so in a last ditch effort, Darcel used a spell that would free him from the ropes and destroy the ghouls, but it would take away everything that made him human. Despite it being a spell, he did not need magic to perform it, just to focus his own soul out of his body, which he had to do under agonizing circumstances. He managed to get his soul partially separated from his body, but the amulet did have an affect on this spell, starting to pull Darcels' soul back into his body, thinking hastily, he tried to take over the body of one of the ghouls to remove the amulet, but he couldn't enter another body without leaving his own, so with his last bit of willpower, he made his soul stronger with the thoughts of hatred for those who put him here, and the want to rule over those who are weaker than him once again. His rage and greed fueled his soul, making it stronger, striking fear into the ghouls hearts, because now, he was absorbing them, because he was the stronger will. he took the souls of the ghouls and had left his body entirely, but the amulet sensed the presence of Darcels' soul escape his body, and as a last resort, it imploded with magical energy. Darcel was caught in the implosion, but it was so powerful, that it took the whole dark dimension with it.
Centuries passed, and the pit that once contained the dark dimension was eventually filled da dirt and debris, no one knowing of the evil that once dwelled within. There have been strange occurrences in the town around it, people being killed and stealing, but when they were taken in for questioning, they had no memory, they claim that last thing the remember was a voice telling them to defy rule, and throw away all morals, these people are sent to psychiatric wards, o prison, whichever their choice. These occurrences happen mostly in this town, but there are isolated incidents like this all over the world, people talking about a voice that influences them, and takes them over, they no nothing about what it is, o why its here, but we know one thing, it wants revenge.
The magic implosion that had been thought to have killed Darcel, actually made him più powerful, he was at the cuore of it, when the amulet, took the whole dark dimension, it absorbed into Darcel, making him immortal, but never being able to walk in the light of giorno again. He can control the minds of those with weak will and influence them to do terrible things, just so that they will be the ones getting punished, and to attack humanity as much as he can in his state. Sometimes he'll see the mind of someone who is just as dark and cruel as he is and take them under his command, and he will one day, form an army to rule the world again Darcel can travel in our plane of existence, through shadows o da taking over the minds of animals, but this is all limited and he can only travel extensively within a mind of a willing human participant.
(This too me quite a few hours to write. So I wanna hear what opinion te guys have on this and if te all like it, then that'll probably incline me to make more, thanks.)
It's so hard to forget
So late at night,
The darkest memory
That leaves me in fright
The color of crimson,
Is scary yet releasing.
Adrenaline builds since then,
And paranoia's increasing
Evening falls,
Ravens call,
And I see
Darkness over me
Don't walk alone
Don't be lost
I'm chilled to the bone
And that's to a cost.
Blood so warm
Words so cold
Get it over with!
This is getting old.
Midnight falls,
Ravens call,
And I see
Darkness overwhelming me
It's so hazy after that,
That's all I can see,
The short, very vague
Dark memory.
So late at night,
The darkest memory
That leaves me in fright
The color of crimson,
Is scary yet releasing.
Adrenaline builds since then,
And paranoia's increasing
Evening falls,
Ravens call,
And I see
Darkness over me
Don't walk alone
Don't be lost
I'm chilled to the bone
And that's to a cost.
Blood so warm
Words so cold
Get it over with!
This is getting old.
Midnight falls,
Ravens call,
And I see
Darkness overwhelming me
It's so hazy after that,
That's all I can see,
The short, very vague
Dark memory.