Angelo Aella Templete

Name: Angelo Aella

Age: 14

Mortal Family: Unknown

Power: Umbrakinesis
Ability to create or manipulate darkness, often by mentally accessing a dimension of dark energy.

History: As a young kid the world has just shown its face to me. Ever since I lost my brother, I room around alone in this lost world. The frequent flashes of my fear tear at my body as the nights falls. Then in the dead of night they came. Raging through my room then destroying the few things I had the clutched my face. In blinding rage I lost myself. After a while I stood once more to realist that the land I stand on was wiped of the face of the earth. To where it went...I don't know. Walking of toward the woods I found a Gantlet with a note on it. It read..."I Hope This Helps You On Your Journey...". Guess its time to find my answers and learn who I really am...

Physical Appearance: 6'2 black male slender built. Jet black dreeds with blood red highlights and white tips. Side burns shaved off and now chin hair. Light hair on arms and legs.

Personality: Silent fearful of everything around. Shy upon first meeting but, grow to be a loud goofy being. Has heart and dedication to anything and everything he has to do but, hate being forced upon anything. Questions the lives of those who don't see the things he does but, never resorts to violence. Aggressive when messing with personal belongings.

Fatal Flaw: : When pushed to the break of sanity...he cuts off all emotions and goes into a "rage mode" like a self defense. This mode is blinds him from anything and anyone that is close to him. With the addition of not being able to do anything other than fight one person at a time in this mode, he not in control with his motion. Another way into this mode is when friends or people he know lives get in danger. In turn he become very psychotic and maniacal towards the inflictor.


Talents: Strategist and excellent with a scythe. Can summon the dead(Not right now but, hopefully, sometime in the future.)

Weapons: Long 5'2 scythe with a golden hilt, double blade and long chain wrapped around waist.(Can also extend with the head of blade by firing ,Blade locked onto a chain, to reach or get to higher altitudes)(Family heir loom turned weapon). Golden gantlet.

Other: Dark night alone, as the winter breeze blows her harsh breath upon the world. Lost the boy clashed with the beast of the forest. Mother no where around an father in the unknown, only he could save himself. That when the bear came. Five hours of running...five hours of climbing...five hours of life clinging by a thread. Falling from a root that stocked itself on the ground below. That is when it clicked..."Life is meaningless..." The world turn dark and when he awoke...He soaked himself in the blood of the bear...
"Come to the underworld with me..."
Can't stand the darkness for he believe his father come for him in the dead of night, in turn he sleeps with his scythe.

Accepted