Name: Raphael
Alias: The Harvest
Age: Unknown
Alignment: Evil
Origin: Cult Messiah
Species: Possibly a mutant, is thought of by his followers as being a "Djinn", a type of middle eastern demon.
Height: 6'4
Weight: According to scales, he weighs only 60 pounds.
Eye Color: Shifts between deep reds, yellows, and oranges.
Hair Color: Green
Skin Color: Leathery Yellow
Once a millennium, the string of fate is strung, and an horrid melody is left in it's wake.
So you've come to hear my tale, have you now? *Maniacal Laughter* Oh, young fools and their curiosity! How many forget the cat and his interests... I will tell you my tale, in the truest way I may muster, young fool. Know that tales do not come free, and I will exact my payment at the end of my story. Are you prepared to pay? No? Then leave... I knew you couldn't leave, now listen!
I am Raphael, born on the seventh of the Red Sun. No, not Sol you idiot. Does Sol look red? No? Good, now be quiet. My existence in my... 'early' life will remain secretive for your idiocy. I shall continue on the day I was brought into your world. In a age lost to history, where all knowledge was spread in the way of voice, like now, a village existed. It's name, if it had one, is gone. It may of been located in what is now called Syria. This village was suffering. Starvation and disease, invaders and beasts, oooohhhh, and the HEAT. They had already stopped praying to whatever gods they may of believed in... they knew they were not going to get help from him, her, or them.
What might they of done? Most left the village to seek another, more blessed one. A few stayed, and started the tugging of destiny that brought me before you. They began sacrificing their remaining diseased livestock to some nameless deity that likely doesn't exist. Then they began sacrificing each other. They had truly gone mad! *Creepy Chuckling* Well, some decided they needed more sacrifices, so they started breeding like cattle. Oh, the sinful nature of these forsaken, no? Heh, well their destruction of the natural order of things made fate twitch, and two realities merged for but a few seconds. I was reborn in the form of an disgusting child. They thought their 'prayers' had been answered.
They devoted all their time into nurturing me, feeding me, but they didn't know how. They fed the remains of a bird to me, and I spat it out. One of them tried to force it down my throat, and I bit him. Oh the blood made me smile, and his screams made me laugh! They killed the man, and fed him piece by piece to me, and they watched me grow! The flesh was what I had been craving, and it was just what I needed. Within a month I was in the form you see me in now. And I told them my secrets. What secrets, you ask? The secrets you will not be hearing, yet, fool.
I led the remains of that decrepit village away, and for centuries they followed me an my teachings. Today, the descendants of that same village follow me. That is how you found me, isn't it fool? You are... yes, you are of the blood of Kaiden. No, half-blood. Yes... I see it now. Young fool, welcome to our family. The payment for my story is blood. No, don't worry idiot, not YOUR blood. Your daughter's will suffice. HAHAHAHA!
Powers and Abilities-
Physicality
Raphael's physical abilities are well beyond that of any normal human. He has incredible agility, can easily life up to five tons, and can run, on all fours, at 40 miles per hour.
Skeletal Manipulation
Through an unknown process, Raphael can manipulate his own skeleton in drastic ways. One of his favored uses of this ability is claws, talons, or bony knives breaching from his wrists.
Mental Processes
He has shown the ability to hypnotize his victims with direct eye contact, though this is limited to the weak minded and the unsuspecting. Knowing of this ability effectively neutralizes it's effectiveness. In terms of resistance, telepaths attempting to mentally attack him, or just read his mind, will find nothing. No thoughts, no feelings. It may be because his mind isn't human enough to work into telepathy.
Ash Blood
When stabbed, slashed, bludgeoned, or otherwise bodily damaged, he doesn't "bleed". Instead, thick black gas (not smoke, common mistake) seeps from the wound. When significant amounts of this "Ash Blood" escapes his body, his abilities begin to diminish. Ironically, he has the ability to expel huge amounts of this gas from his throat in a "vomiting" manner. The gas is similar to potent tear gas, and in high doses cause hallucinations.
Teleportation
He possesses the ability to teleport short-long distances, leaving behind small amounts of "Ash Blood" in his wake. According to Raphael, this is him "traveling between the land of yellow and the land of red", likely meaning dimensional travel. The limitations of the ability seem to prove this, as a short distance teleportation can be done after seconds while a long distance, say city to city, can take an hour or more.
Laugh of Lunacy
Although his normal laughing can be incredibly irritating, he possesses something worse. After some minutes of a unknown preparation, he can release a deafening scream of maniacal laughter, sounding like a whole drugged up chorus. This can cause semi-permanent auditory damage if left unchecked, and after long exposure can cause psychological damage. His followers purposely expose themselves to this laugh in order to be "enlightened".
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