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somewhere within the infinite darkness between the stars drifts a man, or what remains of him. The man was lost not just from home but also to himself, having forgotten his name and purpose, that man had long since dissolved, lost to the void.
Throughout the ages, countless alien phenomena have warped him, changed him. His spacesuit, once a form of protection, fused with him, metal and flesh indistinguishable with circuits interwined with veins. he drifts. or moves, he cannot be sure. The world stretched and torn by forces unseen. Time and distance become irrelevant.
Through Nullscope, he percieves everything and nothing at once: fragments of every possible reality, brief visions of worlds that never were, unknowable truths that no mind should bear. These visions strike in intense bursts, leaving him trembling, gasping, teetering on the edge of sanity and insanity, comprehension and madness. Even when inactive, it leaves subtle hints of forbidden knowledge, whispers at the edge of perception that gnaw at certainty.
Oblivique, a force exerted by his prescence. A force that and strains the mind of those nearby and bends the fabric of reality. The line dissolving between reality and illusion, truth and fiction. Memories warp, perception fractures, and concepts collapse. The universe slowly spiraling into madness, Insanity.
Sane and insane, A paradox of reason and insanity. His mind broken yet unbroken, fractured by infinite and fragmented knowledge, chained together by obsession: the unedning search for 'home'. The last desire of the forgotten man was to return home. Though having forgotten whence he came from, he was determined to fulfill the will of the forgotten man. Convinved of its existence, as for wether that's true remains to be discovered.
He rarely speaks, But when he does it is in cryptic fragments or starlit imagery. He smiles at unseen horrors that no sane being should witness. He pauses mid action, responding to improbable and impossible events visible only to him. And throught it all, he keeps drifting: Human and machine, sanity and madness, across an unfamiliar cosmos corrupted by his prescence.
he is a wanderer at the edge of infinity, a living paradox, and a tale of what happens when a feeble mind encounters the unfathomable. The stars call for him and he answers, even as he cannot remember who he was,
Antherion, Orphan of the stars.
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Not a bad description... right? this my first character to a) have no abilities, race, or personality handed to you on a silver platter. for this one you'll just see lore drops the rest is up to you. b) Be referenced or even involved in future and current books.
Anyways this is my first time writing on a computer so excuse the errors (not like i was gonna check anyways)
PEACE ✌
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