Felix [Nobody]

Appearance

He looks much like his face claim, safe for he has thousands of small scars covering his body.

Personality

There isn't much Felix enjoys more then eating. Mostly hanging out with his only real friend, Xander. Because of this he tends to not listen to others. He does enjoy cooking, but it's no where near as fun as tearing into a fresh meal and taking a bit. Of course like most Nobodies he is curious but not as much as most. He is largely driven by a mysterious instinct that keeps him hungry.

Now if he becomes hungry... you should be no where near. There is nothing that will stop him from finding someone to eat. He will do anything even if it means him hurting himself. His regeneration has him covered in that area. But of course it is not perfect. Like he cares if he is hungry.

History

Darkness and pain, how hard can it be to explain these two things. For Felix that is all he knows anymore. Well almost, there is one other thing that he knows, and that is hunger. He desires flesh and nothing else, and this is why.

One day long ago, there lived a man, he was a loving father or two, and a dutiful husband. But one day, there came a man into his house. He defended his kids, and wife. Driving back the attack, but at a cost. With his wife's arm around him he passed, and was sent to be cremated. But along the way something happened, his heart was gone, but he body was still alive. With energy beyond him, he struck off into the woods him mind totally shattered.

This new man, person, thing! It didn't know what it was anymore, it couldnt remember. But there was one thing that it did know, it was hungry. So striking off into the night it new what it wanted, flesh. It didn't take long for him to find a meal, a small boy who had wandered to far. He sunk his teeth into the tender flesh neck, feeling the warmth spread through him. His hunger subsiding for but a moment, but then returning, greater then before. So looking down at the boy writhing and screaming below him he dug in like a feral animal. The flesh on his finger ripping away revealing the rugged bones, the pain is enormous, but it makes it so much easier to rip into the flesh, and the hunger is so much worse then the pain.

Thrilled and still hungry, soon there is nothing left of the screaming boy but bloody bones with the marrow sucked dry. He runs forward looking for more. He must have more, for he was so hungry. From one piece of lovely bloody flesh to the next chaos insued. The towns folk tried to stop him, with torches and pitch fork. But his body regenerated oh so fast as he eat them, It was but a blood bath. They where but a small colony, and he was an unknown beast with a hunger that could not be stopped.

Finally he got to the last house, it was a strange house, it made him think of things other then his hunger. He didn't like it. Walking into the house clothes crimson with blood. He hears screams, just like any other. But they word they used was weird it made him stop for a second. "STOP DADDY." Tilting his head to the side he looked at this person, that's odd. Jumping forward he plunges his fingers into his flesh like any other feeling the tug of his skin ripping, and the dinner's breaking. More meat!

But after that there was quite a long wait. Where he chased animals everyday for food, always feeling hungry when suddenly someone came to the land again. He could smell the fresh meat, it was so happy and came running. But he did not expect what his meal ticket would do when he appeared. Using a strange Key shaped weapon he made the world turn to darkness and black.

After that came the worst of the pain, chained by rune crusted shackles. But the worst where the rats, they showed him what it felt like to be eaten. Eating out his eye's day after day until on day they grew back wrong, he couldn't see it but he new something was different when they moved on to different parts of him. His toes, fingers, and... other dangling parts. He felt the pain of the hunger day after day. For longer then anyone could imagine. Years passed, then darkness came.

One day that changed, the darkness was lifted and that was the first day that he could remember. The chains the held him felt weak, and after managing to catch on of the rats in his mouth he pulled, feeling his bones break, and skin tear. Then with a snap he was free at last and a small dark portal opened up before him. It was time to be free to eat again!

Landing in a place of twilight he saw a women standing in front of him. He mouth was posed to scream before he ripped her throat out. Falling over he started to did in, when suddenly another appeared. Looking up and smelling he could smell rot, like himself. The man takes off his glasses, with strange red and black eyes. Raising an eyebrow he seems to note. "That's odd."

OOC Name:Firerdancer

ROLE: Org, #XIII