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GOLD KING
CHAOTIC NEUTRAL ● KING ● GOLD CLAN
CHAOTIC NEUTRAL ● KING ● GOLD CLAN
DESPAIR, it follows those who don't uphold their promise, those who do not protect the innocent, and those who lead the young away from the light to only fend themselves from the night's hellish flames. Long ago their once lived a boy, a boy who held beautiful strands of snow white hair that were taken from the side of his father. His snow white, short, and effervescent hair was the one thing that could make his mother smile before her ever-longing death. A joyful family that was shattered in just one swipe, gone, forgotten, and tossed into the abyss of hell's gate. The young boy was known as Enzo, Enzo Azemar de Cecil. This had been taken from his father, Silas Aux de Cecil. Silas was a ruthless and conniving ruler, a ruler who held no sympathy for the weak or innocent. He was the Gold Clan's leader, and a leader who surely frightened even the strongest who dared to oppose him. Silas was married to the mother of Enzo, Serenity. Serenity was a beautiful woman with voluptuous, gorgeous, and shimmering golden hair. She had been the daughter of a family who resided within Chrysos known as the Salvatore house. Serenity's husband, Enzo, was a man who valued the Salvatore as reliable assets to when he was in need of information. Upon having their first son, Enzo, Silas didn't show quite much of an overzealous as his wife did. During his birth was when it all went to hell. Enzo had been given his power at a young as it had been bestowed upon him by his father. The only reason for Silas having bestowed his powers upon the child was so that he would be prepared to overtake his position as leader of the Gold Clan when his time was up, but until that day came? There would be no one who could obtain the position. One day, Serenity and Enzo had been wandering about the family garden. Within the garden they would watch the beautiful life that had been created just from Serenity's aura, for she was also a member of the Gold Clan, for her aura was more or so focused on healing from the heaven's stars themselves. She was known as the maiden of love, light, and health. During that time something had occurred, but what had that something been? Serenity's murder. Due to Enzo being careless and only of a young age being thirteen, he was knocked unconscious. The moment he had awoken next was when he saw something so gruesome, horrid, and just downright indescribable, Serenity had been strung by her neck with just the roots of the garden itself. She was tied the grey brick walls of the garden and left to bleed dry as she had been impaled with several blades through her stomach, chest, and neck. Staring with more and more grotesque as he would look with widened eyes, jaw dropped, and body frozen, Enzo would grab his head only to shriek with confusion and a disoriented mind. Breathing heavily as he could feel his heart being torn to shreds, ripped limb from limb causing him to only claw at his own face as he tried to destroy his eyes in the process. Enzo was heavily broken and at a disarray of what to do, when suddenly.... Silas had arrived. Silas would only stare with a shocked look upon his face, then back at his son. His face was only held with a blank expression right after. With his guards he would tell them to escort his son to the dungeon below their home, tossing him into the deepest pit of hell itself. Having been tossed like an animal into his newly found cage, he would stay there to rot for at least thirteen years, which is pretty much almost an entire life of a child, until...never to be heard from again... What did Enzo do all that time within the prison? He learned to use his abilities to manifest better, stronger, and incredible powers. He learned to communicate with the stars and the zodiacs themselves that watched over his well-being from afar, learning of the different cosmos that were out there. Of course, there was a side effect that occurred with his powers. His beautiful hazel eyes turned suddenly like a golden hue, but only one being the right and the left remaining its natural color. His hair covered the golden hue while the hazel eye could remain seen. Slowly, Enzo had begun to lose his way, his insanity. Continually being effected by the powers that were given to him as he cursed himself. He felt as though his fathers entire being was inside of him and couldn't stand to feel this way. In the end he had to do something, something that he would never date to regret.... Having turned twenty-six, he had one more year before his trial. A newly reborn person had been awaiting within his prison almost like a lifeless corpse, still within a daze of what happen seven years ago. Enzo had slowly developed a change in his body having grown a few more inches in height with quite a newly built body. His father came to pay the broken soul a visit for the first time in over a few short years since that fateful day. His father saw his child, lifeless, broken mentally for he had been marked with the mark of a centipede upon his back. What did that centipede mean? Only for those who had done even the most dangerous of crimes within the Kingdom of Chrysos. He had been marked as, judged by his father as the Angel of Death. His father had spoken to him heartless words, words that didn't reach him until he had reached the last word of his sentence. Suddenly, before his father had left his child to be. Enzo had begun to expel his aura slightly, little by little as it caused a collision with his father's own aura, due to Silas trying to counter Enzo's own, it was of no use. Enzo had begun to overwhelm his father as he had begun to stand slowly, but how did someone of such a young age stand against someone of experience? Well, let's just say he was a fast learner, and when one has nothing to do besides staying trapped inside of a cell for seven years? One has the chance to grow into a well refined young citizen. What happened while in that cell? Well, simple, it has been stated that a King can only kill a King, but they're just the same as any normal human being, no? Body, weight, size, blood flow? They may not be able to die by the hand of a human, but what of a clansmen with similar powers? Powers that could have possibly been able to at least beat the king towards near death? Enzo challenged his father at that time within a battle that could have resulted in the loss of his child's life, but had his father care? Not a single bit. A ferocious golden flash of aura could have been seen coming down from the cellar that hauled criminals convicted of the most dastardly of crimes. Summoning at least four halo's, his father was surprised by something he hadn't never seen before, but he mistakenly took this new ability for granted. He was prepared to strike Enzo with his most strongest attack, planning to end it in one go. But at that moment, it all happened in a blur. Silas felt a sudden tinge of sorts within his left arm and right leg, but hadn't the slightest to the cause of that tinge. Slowly, his left arm would slide off right before his right leg also did so. Blood than began to rain from both his leg and arm, splattering all over the body of not only Enzo, but the walls within the cellar room. Having severed two portions of his body part, he was prepared to take more than just an arm and a leg. Heck, he wanted it all. He wanted to see the inside of what he was created from, the genes that poured through his coursing veins. In the heat of the moment it is never distinguish or told if his father is deceased, but his body lays within the cellar. Some say they hear voices down the cellar itself, but it is only a rumor of the sorts. When Enzo had ridden himself of anymore nuisance, he had taken the throne as the next Head of the Gold Clan. Taking a seat wearing nothing upon his body, he sat pale and bare-naked within the chair only to release one word from his mouth with a sickening smile, "Hello,". Ever since then Enzo has been the ruler of the Gold Clan, no one has learned of what happened to the King, but the only person who knows where his corpse lays in rest is Enzo, but of course. If he has to send anyone to where he had been? Well, they may just find the King's corpse.... | TIMELINE EIGHT YEARS OLD | Enzo was hated by his father, despised for some unknown reason that Enzo will never know as to why, this was when his father's love for him began to diminish. THIRTEEN YEARS OLD | He came into touch with his newly born powers that were given to him by his father, but within that same year witnessed the death of his mother and was imprisoned under false accusations. TWENTY-SIX YEARS OLD | After being imprisoned for thirteen years never having seen the sunlight whatsoever, he learned to communicate with the stars themselves. Using his aura to communicate with the zodiacs, which explains how he obtained heterochromia from exertion of power, and had his mind split into two personalities. Within that same year his father paved him a visit, Enzo's body was pale and empty, but having been trapped inside a dark prison with little food he manifested enough power to kill his father with his bare hands and overtook the throne. CURRENTLY | The death of Enzo's mother still haunts him till this day, but what of his father? Only Enzo is the only being who knows what happened to him. In the end no one ever questioned what occurred that day when Silas came to visit Enzo. |
» SIGNIFICANT PEOPLE
- MOTHER: Serenity Katerina de Cecil - THIRTY-SEVEN - Deceased
- FATHER: Silas Di de Cecil - FORTY-EIGHT - Unknown/Deceased
INVENTORY AND SKILLS |
» INVENTORY
| rapier A blade he calls "Odin", it is both a blessing and a curse. Odin's blade is a beautiful, gold and black rapier that is 47" inches long placed within a sheath that is colored black with gold trimmings alone its end. It holds a lightweight when within the hand of its owner. A blade he has cherished for quite sometime due to it having been an heirloom that belonged to his father, it holds the key to Enzo's motivation. | golden daggers ten daggers that he carries within suspender like holsters, which happen to be the color black, and can be seen dangling behind his legs as they hang from his waist. there happen to be five on the right side and five on the left, each being easy to launch toward his opponent. each day he is seen to be sharpening the edge of his daggers to make them more sharper than they were before, so that they may not lose there cutting edge when tossing them at an opponent. he is quite skilled within knife throwing and is a forced to be reckoned with. he is known for being called cateye due to his merciless aims for he is one not to miss a target. |
| the golden phantom a mask he himself had devoted to wearing ever since the fateful day his father was slain, enzo hasn't been able to go anywhere without wearing his mask to hide the right portion of his face from the rest of the world. he had earn a title that he doesn't enjoy being called, but is mostly renowned for becoming the golden phantom. | harp of the seven angels a beautiful harp that plays the most profoundly melancholy of beauties, it is a harp that can be seen carried around Enzo quite a lot. Enzo wears this harp upon him for whenever he get's |
» SKILLS
| gate of the thirteen zodiacs stage one: halo of the golden lion by enacting this ability, Enzo will begin to arise his aura. at least one dozen of halo's, meaning twelve, will begin to circulate around him. these halo's are used for main offensive and defensive purposes passively to the users wish. the halo's can do quite a numerical amount of things, but one specially where the user can stand in the center of the halo in thin air, riding it as if there was an invisible solid plate of glass in the middle of it. the halo's have quite a sharp edge when launched in the form of a disk, easily able to cut their opponent in half or any portion of the body part the user so chooses as they fly at a 100 mph speed and 150 feet away from the user. the user can manipulate the twelve halo's in size as he so desires. when he shrinks them he shrinks at least four halo's that will wrap around his both of his wrist and ankles allowing him the manipulation of flight moving at the speed as his halo's do in a golden flash of light. | heaven's call: lyra by summoning the constellation of lyra. he will manifest the musical ability to entrance those around him with a song gifted by the stars themselves. by wielding his harp he can begin embedding his aura into the instrument, allowing it to maximize it sound waves at least within a hundred feet radius. playing this harp isn't for offensive purposes, but healing purposes. by playing this song upon his harp, this power, once again, is inherited by the musical constellation lyra. by playing this musical tune with his aura embedded, he will begin to manifest a transparent colored shield that ceases direct attack's for at least a duration of TWO TO THREE TURNS or if he so chooses to release the shield before his duration time is up. After using such an ability, there shall be a cool-down placed upon him for at least TWO TURNS. |
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE |
The sky, it was ever blue as the florescent sea itself. How long had it been since the Gold King left his quarters? His throne? Staring into the distant stream of nothingness, Enzo would be resting his jaw upon his the left palm of his hand as he leaned toward his left side.
Resting with a gentle smile that would flow across his face, he felt at peace, entwined with his spiritual side for a moment. He had been training his body all day yesterday, doing nothing but exercising within his room. It had been awhile since the Gold King left his home, but why? No one had a clue. Enzo had sheltered himself from the outside world for at least a month by now having not been heard since. Many of Enzo's citizens probably worried of their knew king, but he was fine. Simply just resting his body, hibernating of sorts.
Upon his body he would be sporting quite an outfit, being the following: a black tunic upon the portion of his top body wearing a long-sleeve, for his bottom he wore a pair of black slim-fitted tight pants, and as for his footwear a pair of black knee-high boots. For his accessory he wore upon his hand a fingerless white glove over his left hand only while also sporting a white eyepatch over his right eye.
Lying upon his throne as he would swing his right leg over his left, he would begin to hum. Humming a tune that would suddenly ejaculate itself from between his soft, thin pink lips. Enzo would begin to sing a heavenly tune.
"Wandering child of the earth
Do you know just how much you're worth?
You have walked this path since your birth
You were destined for more
There are those who'll tell you you're wrong
They will try to to silence your song
But right here is where you belong
So don't search anymore "
His song would echo throughout the room. Escaping into the hall as others those who were simple peasants heard the Gold King singing. What was this song? Some of the servants and members knew of this song that he sung never questioning as to what it meant or why he sung it. The Gold King was a man who enjoyed singing, singing his pouring heart out as if he were trying to tell those of the pain that he was in. In the end, no one heard his cries, his plea, his words. Since then whenever he sung he would only be singing not for himself, but for the people. Hoping in one day wishing that someone would hear his plea through his music, would that they day ever come?
Ceasing his singing he would slowly begin to make way out of his throne room. Upon exiting he made it his duty to visit the outside world, Chrysos. Enzo wanted to visit his city, but only to see if anything had changed within one month. He had been needing to consolidate his skin with the suns lethal rays.
Entering outside of his home he watched the gates open slowly. Awaiting for his time to take his big step outside back into the world again, wondering what was to be in store as he entered the city. The light transcended with aura, making it feel more rejuvenated than ever. Basically a bright smile upon his face he would let out a simple gasp to say, "Beautiful morning for a beautiful day to go on a stroll!" A bright smile was placed upon his face afterwards, his golden eye which had been upon his right hidden away from the rest of the world whereas his hazel eye would light up with joy. Enzo was ready to go and explore his beautiful city once more only to stretch his feet, but by the time he would return it'd probably be the next day. Enzo had a knack for staying out late at night without question, but only one knew where they could find him...
Resting with a gentle smile that would flow across his face, he felt at peace, entwined with his spiritual side for a moment. He had been training his body all day yesterday, doing nothing but exercising within his room. It had been awhile since the Gold King left his home, but why? No one had a clue. Enzo had sheltered himself from the outside world for at least a month by now having not been heard since. Many of Enzo's citizens probably worried of their knew king, but he was fine. Simply just resting his body, hibernating of sorts.
Upon his body he would be sporting quite an outfit, being the following: a black tunic upon the portion of his top body wearing a long-sleeve, for his bottom he wore a pair of black slim-fitted tight pants, and as for his footwear a pair of black knee-high boots. For his accessory he wore upon his hand a fingerless white glove over his left hand only while also sporting a white eyepatch over his right eye.
Lying upon his throne as he would swing his right leg over his left, he would begin to hum. Humming a tune that would suddenly ejaculate itself from between his soft, thin pink lips. Enzo would begin to sing a heavenly tune.
"Wandering child of the earth
Do you know just how much you're worth?
You have walked this path since your birth
You were destined for more
There are those who'll tell you you're wrong
They will try to to silence your song
But right here is where you belong
So don't search anymore "
His song would echo throughout the room. Escaping into the hall as others those who were simple peasants heard the Gold King singing. What was this song? Some of the servants and members knew of this song that he sung never questioning as to what it meant or why he sung it. The Gold King was a man who enjoyed singing, singing his pouring heart out as if he were trying to tell those of the pain that he was in. In the end, no one heard his cries, his plea, his words. Since then whenever he sung he would only be singing not for himself, but for the people. Hoping in one day wishing that someone would hear his plea through his music, would that they day ever come?
Ceasing his singing he would slowly begin to make way out of his throne room. Upon exiting he made it his duty to visit the outside world, Chrysos. Enzo wanted to visit his city, but only to see if anything had changed within one month. He had been needing to consolidate his skin with the suns lethal rays.
Entering outside of his home he watched the gates open slowly. Awaiting for his time to take his big step outside back into the world again, wondering what was to be in store as he entered the city. The light transcended with aura, making it feel more rejuvenated than ever. Basically a bright smile upon his face he would let out a simple gasp to say, "Beautiful morning for a beautiful day to go on a stroll!" A bright smile was placed upon his face afterwards, his golden eye which had been upon his right hidden away from the rest of the world whereas his hazel eye would light up with joy. Enzo was ready to go and explore his beautiful city once more only to stretch his feet, but by the time he would return it'd probably be the next day. Enzo had a knack for staying out late at night without question, but only one knew where they could find him...
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