POWER DESCRIPTIONS

Summoning - With this ability, Sven is able to summon forth monstrous creatures as if from the pits of hell. He controls these creatures by forcing a bond of sorts via seals onto them once he has captured said creature with the help of a suspicious book he carries with him. He does not use this power often for it greatly drains his energy and leaves him in an exhausted and weakened state. However, he still should not be taken lightly despite this limitation.

Dark Matter - This forbidden art is extremely old and has latched itself onto Sven. The man does not know much about it other than the fact that it does keep him alive. However, while being at the academy he has agreed to allow a select few he trusts most to examine this power of his to figure out what exactly it can do.

APPEARANCE

Sven has pale skin and medium length pitch black hair along with silvery eyes which seem to be like blades piercing into someone.  He has a slender but muscular build and stands up to 6 feet. He dons a small claw shaped earring at the top of his left ear and another earring on the helix of his left ear as well. Sven can most often be seen in dark pants and a grey long-sleeved shirt with a black vest as well as a long, black coat that happens to go down to his feet and occasionally a simple white shirt or a black shirt with the sleeves torn off. He has a scar from being stabbed along his torso, something he had gotten years ago when he still attended the school.

PERSONALITY

Sven is a cold and cruel person when he wants to be, especially to those who get on his bad side. He isn't afraid of inflicting damage upon those who annoy him, nor does he care how old or who someone is as well. He will use any means necessary in getting what he wants, even if it means someone has to lose a limb or two. Even though he fights fairly, he will also fight quite dirtily as well and has no remorse for those on the receiving end of his attacks - whether verbally or physically. He is mostly indifferent to everyone he meets as well.

However, he can also be the most loyal and protective person one can know if one can manage to get past his dangerous side. He will risk his own life if it means keeping someone he deems a friend safe. A hidden side of kindness will also make an appearance from this usually cold and silent man as well; yet this side is, again, only shown to those he deems as friends.

BIOGRAPHY

Sven grew up in the countryside with his family consisting of a mother, a father, two younger siblings, and his twin brother. They didn't have a lot of money so his father acted like a fur trader of sorts and hunted various animals to sell and for his family to eat. His mother, however, tended the little farm they owned. All they had on that little farm were a couple of chickens and a rooster, three dairy cows, two sow and a boar, and a goat. He, with his twin brother, helped his mother to take care of his two younger siblings, their ages three and five while he and his twin were six.

However, Sven had been out in the forest that resided behind their farm when disaster struck. A band of people who had been dealing in the shady side of business with his father had come to his home, demanded to be paid with money the did not have. His father had begged for more time but...time had run out for the man - as well as that of the rest of his family present. Sven had returned to his home once he heard screams and spotted smoke from between the gaps of trees, halting in step once he discovered his home burning in flames and a few bodies littered on the ground. He was all alone. He had no ties to any other family nor any family friends to take him in. He had been orphaned and left for dead. Before departing his ruined home, out of fear of whatever had happened here to happen to him, he had taken his father's hooded cloak for remembrance of him and to keep himself feeling less alone.

He had spent twelve years in the forest, learning his powers to the best of his ability all while in solitude. He had come across a town when he was eighteen, cautiously accepting their offer to have him join them and reestablish himself in society. However, due to his cold and surprisingly frightening demeanor most people steered clear of him, which did not offer much help in getting him reestablished either. Though during his stay there he had met a girl who had managed to befriend him, the teen having no idea on what emotions really were so when she had kissed him one day he felt as though perhaps there could be something more between them. And oh, how wrong he was on that. He had gone to return the kiss, and successfully done so, only to be shoved away and told that she did it because she wanted to and did not care about him at all. His first heartbreak and his trust in females plummeted since then.

A few months later, closer to his nineteenth birthday, a devastating attack happened across his newfound home. Dark creatures of the hellish night invaded the land and destroyed the town and the people who resided there. He did not know how many other towns had been destroyed but...when he awoke he was all alone... And the land looked very, very foreign to him.

It was about that time that he had discovered his other power, or rather something that had clung onto him. It was something that was so ancient and so foreign to the young man that he did not know entirely of what it was. All he knew, over a small course of time, was that it kept him alive. Yes... Everything that had happened to him had happened a couple of hundred years prior to the day he currently resides in. He may look in his late twenties, but in all actuality he is about 329 years old. However, he had been found by several people from this strange school and slowly grew accustomed to his new life there and eventually left the school once he was capable enough to survive on his own.

However... He is back for a few unknown reasons. Perhaps to control monstrous creatures that he can possibly find there or perhaps to seek help which he rarely turns to. But all one who knows of him can discover is that he is back and not without reason.

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