Zero Luminous

* Pronunciation	guide: Ze-ro Lu-min-nous
* Pronoun: He/Him/His
* Voice traits: 
* Mannerisms / habits to help DMs portray them consistently: Speaks directly and honestly, to the point, allows others to have their moment, thinks tactically, drifts off if the conversion is boring to him, kind to others.
* Pop culture influences (who are they like): Emma Swan (Once upon a time) & Maria (Symphogear). 
* Age: 25
* D&D race: Half Elf (Human) 
* Height: 5'5'
* Weight: 120lbs
* Hair color: Light Brown
* Skin color: Pale White 
* Eye color: Hazel (Brown And Green) 
* Example clothing	outfit worn: White based armor with gold lining, and a white mages hood. Outside of battle/casual: various mage attire that has red, white, gold, black or grey colorations. 
* Family members: Deceased/ Unknown 
* Friends / People	they	know: 
**most in his life are temporary as he doesn't strive to make friends. 
**Serian 
* Social	class (poor, student, working class, wealthy): Adventurer 
* Occupation	(how they get money to pay rent and buy food): Hired Blade and Enchanter 
* Where do they sleep at night? Inns and outside in the forests away from everything. 
* Traits: Hardy, Focused, & Honest. 
* Ideal: Fairness 
* Bond: I protect others who cannot protect themselves 
* Flaw: Doesn't Trust Allies 
* Background	/ Personal history: Born in a village without that lacked talent and inspiration, Zero found himself the even still the odd one out. Being unskilled, and unable to carry his seed due to him being a gay male. This led to many cold night where he fought just to get a morsel of food to eat. With his stomach feeling as if it were a black hole, Zero began to pray to any god who would listen, but his prayers would go heavily unanswered. His hard times would not last forever though as a mage would enter his village and change his life. Tall, mysterious, and packed with looks that could draw any in, Zero found himself enthralled by the mage along with everyone else. The mages presence was an oddity in the village such a strong and confident aura sweeping the villagers smalls minds into infatuation. Curious as always Zero introduced himself to the mage, with a shaken voice and gleam of hope into his eyes. The mage gave a small chuckle and light touch on zeros shoulder which shot a ray of sun throughout his body. With a slight smile the mage stated that “he finally found something in the village worth staying for.” Which bolstered Zero’s dwindling hope.  After this encounter Zero and the mage Serian would find themselves spending many evenings together.  Zero began to naturally pick up how to charm, a skill he thought was long forgotten. The small, minded villagers began to adore Zero, something into which he was not accustomed. This Boosted his confidence as he began to do something he always wanted to do, fight. Spending many long nights zero picked up a broadsword and with every cut on an old wooden slab he began to cut away pieces of his old unconfident self.  With his confidence growing and his old self disappearing Zero would often find himself pondering this question, “why could the villagers not love me before?”. The question would find itself burning into his mind every time he laid eyes on the small shack like water bogged village. Curiously enough however, the good times would not last forever. Soon screams and cries would be heard from the dark, enchanted looking woods which had trees that looked as if they were made from dragon’s claws. Day after day villager, after villager would disappear into the infernal forest never to be seen again.  Zero found himself once again conflicted with this situation, sure he could help, but why would he? Why save villagers who did not care about him to begin with. In a moment of revelation Zero decided to finally help and investigate the missing villagers. Treading the dark woods with a lantern every night he would find nothing but bones and blood. When he would hear screams and follow them through the vine filled dark paths; he would only find bodies which curiously enough looked like they were ripped apart from the inside out. Coming home every night defeated he had one constant; Serian the only who could see exactly who he was before. After years of fighting through these tragedies and most of the village abandoned Zero was on the verge of giving up every day. This however would all change, Zero would wake up on a dark stormy night with thunder bellowing through the village. His vision obscured by heavy rainfall Zero followed the muffled screams to their centered point. What he would witness was not like anything before. Bodies, blood, and bones surrounded a strange figure in the dark obscured by swirling blood, fire, and magic. As Zero pushed forward to gain sight he watched villagers who tried to flee get pulled into the dismembering chaotic magic. One final step forward, thankful he made it to the center intact Zero saw the cause of the chaos. His, love Serian, with what used to be the villagers making a runic circle whose line were lit with faint red magic.  Zero confronting Serian pleaded at to why he could do such a thing? why destroy their home and ruin both of their happiness? With a grin chilling as frost Serian explained it was all for their future. He had been experimenting with blood magic and finally found a way to make himself immortal along with Zero. The villagers who never cared for them were just tools. Serian had seen in their hearts, and they were never going to accept him or Zero, they just adored them because they were useful. The dark truth Serian stated rang in Zeros head as he fell to his knees in dark red blood, as magic, blood and fire twisted around the two like a cyclone. Zero thought to himself; would he kill his love or would he allow the ritual to finish and be with him forever? In a sudden twist zero pulled his cold steel blade from his sheath and drove it through Serian heart. Serian shocked let off a small, heartbroken smile and fell to the ground. The magic that was twisting around the two ceased like the calm before a twister. Zero fell to his knees taking his once cherished lover into his arms. Looking down on Serians once life filled corpse tears began to fall like rain and Zero cried out to the gods once again for help. Something, anything even a breath of life to get him by as he was once again left with nothing.  A small light began to shine in the center of the chaos as a voice ringed into Zeros ear. Finally, a god had answered his prayers. Luxia the goddess of rebirth and light formed herself in front of him. As Zero looked upon the effigy of light the goddess had created to represent herself, he felt at peace. With a simple touch to his cheek which felt like warm spring water; The goddess stated, “you will never be powerless again.”  The once stagnant blood, mixed with light and magic twisting around Zero once again. As Zero rose from his feet the blood and light pierced his body like 1,000 spears making glow a radiant red obscuring his vision. It didn’t feel painful however, quite the opposite, it felt like relief. After what was only merely minutes Zeros vision became clear again, No..not clear, finally he could see. With the power of the Goddess at his side Zero knew what path he would take. He didn’t want to be just a hero, he wanted revenge on the evils who took advantage of the world. Looking upon the village with nothing left Zero rose his sword into the air and channeled lightning down onto the destroyed town. The lighting ripped through the clay, wood and stone village wiping it from existence like Zero wanted to wipe the memory from his mind. With nothing now left, Zero turned away from the destruction and began to walk into the dark forest for his next adventure, he was done being the victim of circumstance and fate, he was taking his power back.
*List	of adventures: 
**The Dubious Debacle of the Dastardly Dessert
**Upward Mobility
**Divine & Crystalline
**Godsmack 2022
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