' Humanity is extinct, and with it, any longing for peace. Now, we only have chaos—and I will be its monarch. '
Theseus
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Alias/Nickname(s): Theseus the Ruined, Chief
Age: 7 y/o[Adult]
Sex: Sire [He/Him]
Orientation: Asexual
Species: Canine
Pack Affiliation: The Phobos Pack
Role/Occupation: Alpha
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Height: 42 inches
Weight: 75 lbs
Build: Theseus coarse fur is a layout of earthy browns, deep reds, and dull blacks that form mottled, naturalistic patterns across his lean frame. Though not bulky, his towering stature him a formidable opponent, especially against those of lesser size & mass. His lemon-hued irises shine with an astute, almost predatory vehemence, countering with the angular contours of his protruding, narrow snout. He has pointy lobes that frame his head and thick and plush fur that cascades outward in a mane-like ruff reminiscent of a lion.
Scent: Oftentimes earthy, like wet moss.
Voice: His voice is modulated, matter-of-fact.
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Persona before Curse: Theseus is a formidable leader, deeply committed to his role and the thought of peace. A stoic sire bearing the weight of responsibilities with raw grace. His presence encouraged respect and commitment not through fear but through maintained promises and unflagging confidence that everyone saw. Though headstrong, Theseus is thoughtful in his decisions, always considering the long-term impact on those he leads. Always has a deep sense of obligation and an innate understanding of the delicate balance required to maintain equilibrium. He's the type to lead by example -- patient, imperturbable, and rarely prone to impulsive actions.
Persona after Curse: Theseus is now a tormented shell of his former self, swallowed by a dark, malevolent presence within him. The once peaceful, thoughtful leader is now driven by turmoil and a need for devastation. The evil spirit within him feeds on chaos, compelling him to eradicate rather than protect. His compassion faded and in its place is an obsessional desire to control, to bend the world to his will. He's no longer a leader who wishes for equilibrium, but a force of demolition, gobbled by the darkness that now defines him.
Weaknesses: The curse gave him emotional blindness; no capability to empathize or connect emotionally. His desire for control has driven him to isolate himself from everyone, he battles the curse within him, sometimes leaving him with moments of vulnerability.
Strengths: Raw power, combat prowess, unyielding determination
Likes: Power, order, hunting, obedience
Dislikes: Disobedience, reminders of his past, compassion
Habits: Oftentimes talks to himself, pacing, dissociating
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Allies: N/A
Enemies/Rivals: Everyone
Love Interest(s): Kyrith [Deceased]
Brood: Forgotten
Heir(s): N/A
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Preferred Domain: Usually dense areas, especially woodlands.
Quotes: ''To live in a world of ruins is to understand that devastation is the only path to renewal." ; "To live in a world of ruins is to understand that destruction is the only path to rebirth."
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