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"You must remember that though you defeat your opponents, not always will you learn from it. You must spend less focus upon the inner workings of your victims and more time exploring your inner darkness!" - Ledo
Sylvaron - "Exploring my own darkness, father? What can I do to find such darkness inside me and exploit it further?"
"You must look to those places empty and void of substance within. It is there that you will find these propelling hatreds of lacking, of pain and severing." -Ledo
"Belladonna, the Deadly Nightshade, was the Devil's favorite plant. Like many other busy persons, the Devil found relaxation in the hobby of gardening ..."
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Leo, Leo, Leo...
Something was behind that door, all the murders you had been investigating lead back to this mans, known only by "Leo", basement suite. Your hands clam up before you indelibly reach out and grasp the door handle. When you turn it, it will not open, so you're forced to smash the door open. As your muscles tense and you bash the door in, breaking the hinges in one loud snap, the first thing that hits you is a nefarious smell. Noxious gases that reek and fill the inside of your nose. Instinctively you use your dominate hand to cover your nose to fend off the smell, then after breathing in a moment of shock you use your other hand to cover your mouth. When it all settles over you, you move backwards away from the smells line of fire. You take a deep breath of fresh air to fill up your lungs before letting your hands fall from clutching your face. You would need your gun for going down there, so you take it out.
Holding your gun in your sweaty right hand, you take your first step in the doorway. Down onto stairwells. You twist down in at lest four cases. Each step seems to creek louder then the last and each step brings you closer to the foul smell.
A noise hits you of buzzing flys, and lots of them. Your heart sinks to the bottom of your stomach as your eyes glance down to the basement room from the second last case of stairs. A mans decapitated body lay cast halfway over a bloodstained couch. His legs are sprawled on the ground well his back and hands on the couch itself. Thousands of flys swarm around him as maggots crawl from all his cavities. All around the room, from the table tops and the shelve dried blood is everywhere. You start to notice that not only is there blood but body parts, such as the mans head, and rotten food. This place looked abandoned but then your eyes catch one thing out of place, a single desk in the left corner of the room with a lit lamp and piles and piles of paper. Someone still lived here in all this mess, and they either are around now or had just left when they heard the door being broken down.
You run down the last staircase in a hurry to stop "Leo" from thinking he could hide or escape you, "STOP! I KNOW YOU'RE HERE, SHOW YOURSELF!" Then, your body feels warm, as if a hot hand touched you from your back then reached all the way through to your chest. All you can hear is a humming. A silver light fills the bottom of your eyes and in reaction you look down to see a stream of silver light sticking out of your chest. A lightsaber. With all the strength you have left you look over your shoulder and see a man with emerald glowing eyes and platinum hair staring back at you. He seems to be fading into reality from the darkness of the windowless basement. Soon your body feels heavy and your eyes go black.
PeronaL Logs
Entry 0001_____________
SHE, she...my sweet pristine doll. She hates me. She hates me. She hate
s me
Father is dead, that's fine. I've found his boy and that'll make a fine replacement
[indubitable noises follow for the next two minutes]
The cult is a fine place...perfect for my needs. People tend to stare, like they know me. Even today a person used the name 'Sylvaron' to address me rather then LEO. Granted...it was HIS son. I'll get over it
Entry 0001 End_____________
NOTEWORTHY FORCE POWERS:
Telekinesis
Force Sense
Force Concealment
Force Absorption
Force Deflection
Force Suppression
Force Speed
Force Bubble
Force Lightning
Force Crush
Kinetite
LIGHTSABER/SWORD FORMS:
Form VI: Niman
Form II: Makashi
LIGHTSABER(s) INFORMATION:
Two Curve-hilt Lightsabers, Silver
GEAR:
Various types of Knives
Two Pistols
Custom cloak designed for stealth
NAME:
Sylvaron Leonard
FACTION:
Labous an Ankou
RANK:
Collector
SPECIES:
Human
AGE:
33
GENDER:
Male
HEIGHT:
5'10
WEIGHT:
150 Pounds
EYES:
Emerald
HAIR:
Platinum Blonde
SKIN:
White
APPRENTICE:
Saze Shimagura
FACTION:
Labous an Ankou
RANK:
Collector
SPECIES:
Human
AGE:
33
GENDER:
Male
HEIGHT:
5'10
WEIGHT:
150 Pounds
EYES:
Emerald
HAIR:
Platinum Blonde
SKIN:
White
APPRENTICE:
Saze Shimagura
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