Des Subier

Created by: Sense of Dread | On date: 12th January 2023

## Basics

Name - Des Subier

Nickname - The Saber, Des Saber, Saber, Golden Warrior of Hope.

Age - 200+

Gender - Male

Pronouns - He/Him

## Identity

Personality- He is a kind man who is a bit confused and lost. He’s experienced many things, even saved the universe a few times from evil people. Killed a few demons and even fought a devil god on occasions. Though right now he’s a bit tired, so he won’t be his usual self.

Sexuality - Bisexual

Vibe -Chill Guy who likes fries.

Flaws - He has an insatiable appetite and sometimes goes out of his way to eat. Though that might be because he’s so tired.

## Appearance

Friends: Johnathon (Old universe)

Family: None… Not exactly at least-

Race: Sandarian

Profession: Part-Time Bounty Hunter, full time rich man.

Introvert/extrovert: Extrovert

Skills: Master Swordsman, great social skills, great marksman, super strength, pretty smart, Religious, superfast, super skin.

Soul discipline: Master

Soul abilities: (Golden Form)

Place of birth: Sandaria National Hospital

Current residence: His ship hovering over the island

Hair color and style: Tiger colored and slicked back.

Skin: Black and bone white. (His symbiote skin is black, but his actual skin is very white, like a dog or cat.)

Eye color: Golden

Height: 8’11”

Build: Baki level Muscle

Fashion style: Very Cool

## Describe

Clothing/ Accessories - Cape, Sandarian Skin (Think symbiote, but they can control it.)

Background

Occupation - Bounty Hunter

Skills -

Master Sword fighter

Hand-to-hand combat training.

Tactical Training

Piloting skills

He has a symbiotic skin that moves as he wants.

Tech/Magic -

Cursed to die by the hands of himself.

Extremely well versed engineer and scrapper, able to make just about any tech he gets his hands on work well.

Ability to transform his body and go beyond his limits, even gods in his universe feared him… Though it may only fuel the god of this universe… So he only ever uses it as a last resort.

Tools of the trade -

Laser rifle, Plasma Blade, Oxygen Mask (For space or otherwise), Holo communicator, Explosives of many sorts.

Backstory -

He was born 283 years ago. On the day of the Sandarian celebration of life. This meant that, due to their religion, he would live a great life and do many things. He would die by the hands of his own child. This is dishonorable to Sandarians; it is traditional to have many children, and so he was banished. He was taken in by a team of Mercenaries and taught to fight and how to lead, as well as many other things that came with being a good mercenary. When he became older and his friends had left the crew, he became a bounty hunter and learned to use a laser rifle. He could shoot a rat from a mile away, only using iron sights. It took him about a decade, but he got it eventually it's mostly prediction though, so he tries to be smart. Eventually he got a bounty on some swordsman in a blank quadrant of the area and since it's pretty good he decided to head off to it. As you may have assumed, this is where he learned sword fighting from. In exchange for sparing the old cyborg samurai, he would be trained for 100 years. Definitely becoming a master by then.

Now being a ripe age of 150 he goes to start a family as he's tired of adventure and just wants to be happy. He met a kind human woman named Darlaine, and they had a child named Danny. He was quite smart, and he had a lot of potential, and Des planned to be there every step of the way. Guiding him and learning to be a parent. But eventually his past came to haunt him as the leader of his old crew turn sour and old set a huge bounty on the happy Sandarian and one day after he went hunting with his son. His wife has been murdered and crucified. He didn't let his son see as he would cry. It was painful. As he would mourn his wife, burying her and having to teach their son what it meant to be dead. They got attacked again. This time he was there, so it was only until he had his back turned, they had the upper hand. He begged them and pleaded with them. **"PLEASE. PLEASE LEAVE HIM. TAKE ME INSTEAD."** But they didn't, they gutted him before his very eyes as his organs fell to the floor. His eyes turned red with rage as he would then turn bigger and more menacing spikes came out of his back as his visor through his Sandarian symbiotic skin cracked abit. He killed them all before a drop of his son's blood hit the floor. He would hold the boy, sobbing as his lifeless body was in his hands.

For months after that, even he never left that house. Only after he ran out of food on the small area of his land did he go off world. Once he did, he would only care for death. He has no interest in anything other than the glory of the kill unless they wanna join up with him… He is a cold, heartless monster now. With nothing but hatred in his bones. His heart still beats, but it hurts to breathe. It's like there is a hole inside of him. A whole life taken away he could've had.

Now he’s been transported to a new universe after all the events of his past life… Not just that, but all his new friends and family… Johnathon… His apprentice, like his son. He cared more about him than himself, in a sense willing to go beyond his limits to protect him… Turning into a golden Warrior of light and hope in the dark universe. Worth’s his girlfriend. He was quite in love with her… Despite only having met her… Yet he couldn’t feel for her now… Like those feelings had been ripped away… And finally, last but not least… His ship… He loved his ship so much. All that time, dedication, and care for it all to be ripped away… Oh, wait, he must be high because he was in it. Either way, once he landed, he decided to journey around and figure out what was up with this weird place… It felt like everyone was gone, but…

Kind of still there? Either way, he was a bit confused but excited about the new journey… Maybe Johnathon was around here somewhere? He hoped he might find someone to fill the void that was left in his heart when Woayha was erased - Wait, what was he talking about?

Now after two years after this traumatic event took place, he’s been able to recover and put himself into a new reality through the same time space rift that brought him into the world where he forgot everyone. Now he’s in… Another new world after killing the gods there… After destroying them all, he simply wandered… Walking into the new world, this man who killed, destroyed, defeated, and enslaved gods. He was now in this universe with infinite potential and possibilities… Maybe… Maybe this was different… No one would have to die.

## Misc

His planet got destroyed when he was older.

Plus, he basically is holding back all his power since he realizes something is up.

Symbiotic Skin limitations:

Can't stretch to obscene shapes or sizes like a million knives or a giant dinosaur without afterward making him pass out or just close to death by exhaustion.

Magic can and will bypass it, unless it is water magic. It is because the Skin absorbs it for later hydration.

The skin isn't impervious and has a certain amount of damage it can take. For example, if he takes an RPG to the face, he is gonna get hurt. (He won't die, but he's definitely getting knocked out.)

Sandarians can live for up to ten times longer than humans, yet they hold a grudge until they die. Essentially, the most a human lives is 100? Sandarian is 1000. This is because their planet was so close to their sun. That is also the reason it was destroyed. They bombed the sun, and it turned into a black hole, which is still dilating time to this day.