Full Name

Mylo Alaric Drakovar

Alias

The Reaper

Nicknames

Reaper | Grim

Name Pronunciation

MY-loh | AH-luh-rik | DRAY-koh-var

Name Meaning

Mylo: A name of uncertain origin, but it is often thought to be derived from the Latin word miles, meaning "soldier" or "merciful." It can also be linked to the Greek root milos, meaning "youthful" or "mill." It suggests a person who is strong or youthful in spirit.

Alaric: This name has Germanic origins, meaning "ruler of all" or "noble ruler." It is derived from the Old High German Alarich, combining ala ("all") and ric ("ruler, power"). Historically, Alaric was the name of the Visigoth king who sacked Rome in 410 CE.

Drakovar: This surname likely carries a more modern or fictional tone, blending the sound of Slavic names like Draykov or Drakov, which could imply something linked to power, strength, or dark pasts. It may evoke imagery of nobility or a family with a storied legacy."Drakovar" is a less common surname, and its meaning is likely a blend of "drako," which is derived from the word "dragon" (associated with power, fierceness, and protection), and the suffix "-var," which could signify a place or person associated with a particular trait or quality, possibly meaning "of the dragon" or "dragon's protector."

Gender

Demiboy/Male

Pronouns

He/They/It

Sexuality

Greysexual (Almost Asexual) - Demiromantic

Moral Alignment

True Neutral

Personality

Mylo is a paradox of harshness and tenderness, veiled beneath layers of quiet introspection and imposing energy. On the surface, he exudes an aura that is both cold and threatening, an enigmatic figure who keeps to himself and discourages unnecessary interaction. His distant demeanor makes him an intimidating presence, someone who commands attention without seeking it and inspires unease with just a glance. Yet, beneath this exterior lies a complicated soul, one capable of extraordinary compassion, especially toward children.

Mylo is a loner by nature, finding solace in solitude and avoiding most forms of social engagement. He prefers the shadows of life, unnoticed and unbothered, content with observing the world rather than actively participating in it. To those who approach him, he is brusque and curt, often giving the impression of indifference or disdain. Conversations with Mylo are rarely pleasant for the uninitiated, as his dry wit and biting sarcasm leave no room for small talk. This cold exterior serves as both a defense mechanism and a deliberate choice; he sees relationships as messy and often painful, something he would rather not burden himself with. To Mylo, isolation is a sanctuary where he is free from the complexities of human connection.

However, Mylo’s solitude is not born from arrogance but from a deep-seated fear of vulnerability. Trust is not something he gives lightly, and few, if any, have managed to see beyond the fortress he has built around himself. The idea of opening up terrifies him, and he often pushes people away before they can get too close. Those who try to break through his icy shell are met with resistance, and it takes extraordinary patience and persistence to uncover the person he truly is. His reluctance to share his emotions stems from past experiences, where trust was met with betrayal or pain, reinforcing his belief that keeping others at arm’s length is safer.

What makes Mylo so intriguing is the contradiction within his character. For all his harshness and apparent apathy, he has a surprisingly soft spot for children. Their innocence, curiosity, and unfiltered emotions break through his walls in a way that no adult ever could. Around children, he transforms into someone almost unrecognizable. He becomes gentle, patient, and even playful, often indulging their requests with a quiet smile.

Children are the only ones who see the purest version of Mylo, untainted by his bitterness or cynicism. Their presence reminds him of a time when life was simpler, before the weight of his experiences hardened him. He has an almost instinctual need to protect them, going to great lengths to ensure their safety and happiness. This protective nature is one of the few qualities that hint at the depth of his character, showing that underneath the coldness is a heart capable of immense kindness.

This duality—of compassion and vengefulness—defines much of Mylo's personality. He is a man of extremes, capable of both immense tenderness and terrifying ruthlessness, depending on the situation. His moral compass is not black and white but a complex web of loyalty, principle, and personal grudges. He will go to great lengths to protect those he deems innocent, particularly children, yet he has no qualms about exacting brutal justice on those he believes deserve it.

Mylo's cold exterior also serves another purpose: to hide the deep well of emotions he struggles to control. He feels everything intensely, from his anger to his compassion, but years of suppressing these emotions have left him appearing stoic and unfeeling. This repression often creates an internal conflict, as his desire for connection clashes with his fear of vulnerability. When alone, he wrestles with these feelings, his mind a battlefield of what he wants versus what he believes he deserves. This inner turmoil is part of what makes him such a compelling figure, as it adds layers to his character that only the most persistent can uncover.

Despite his flaws, Mylo isn't irredeemable. There is a part of him that yearns for something more—a life where he doesn’t have to hide behind sarcasm and indifference. He admires those who can wear their emotions openly, though he would never admit it, and sometimes wishes he could do the same. These rare moments of longing are fleeting but significant, offering a glimpse into the person he could be if he allowed himself to heal.

Appearance

Mylo stands at 5'10", his frame now solid and well-defined, built for both power and precision. His body exudes a quiet strength, marked by broad shoulders and a toned, athletic build that speaks to years of physical training and combat. Though not bulky, his muscles are compact and firm, honed for endurance and calculated movements rather than sheer force. His arms, strong and capable, show the results of years of use, with forearms veined and hardened, while his posture—often relaxed, yet alert—suggests a predator always at the ready. There's a controlled fluidity to his movements, a grace that masks the raw strength he possesses.

His skin is pale, with a faint grayish undertone, lending him an ethereal, almost otherworldly look. The absence of sunlight in his life leaves his complexion ghostly, but the scars that mark his skin tell the true story—ranging from shallow scratches to deep, jagged reminders of battles fought and survived but also small burn scars litter his chest and shoulders, the ghosts of cigarettes put out by his skin. His hands, though hardened by calluses and scars, maintain an eerie dexterity, able to perform both delicate and violent tasks with equal skill. The rough patches on his skin are the marks of someone who has lived through far more than most, his hands bearing the weight of past struggles.

His face is sharp and angular, with high cheekbones, a strong jawline, and a somewhat gaunt appearance that gives him an air of perpetual intensity. His nose is straight and well-formed, his lips thin and often pressed into a line that hints at a guarded nature. His expressions are minimal, controlled, a mask of indifference that seldom cracks, yet when emotion does break through, it’s clear and uncompromising. The sharp lines of his face accentuate his unwavering resolve, giving him a look that commands respect, even in silence.

His eyes are a piercing, sharp crimson, deep-set and shadowed as though sleep is a luxury he rarely enjoys. They hold an unsettling intensity—focused, calculating, and full of a quiet rage that seems barely contained. There's something predatory about his gaze, an unnerving quality that makes people feel as though they are being appraised, read in ways they don’t fully understand. When anger rises within him, his eyes turn colder, sharper—an unmistakable warning to anyone brave (or foolish) enough to cross him.

His hair is jet black, aside from the gray & red tips, tousled and unkempt, falling in loose, messy strands around his face. It’s of medium length, brushing the nape of his neck and the edge of his forehead, yet he seldom makes an effort to style it. Instead, he lets it fall naturally, only pushing it aside when it becomes too bothersome. Despite its wildness, it complements his rugged, untamed appearance, enhancing the sense of someone who does not bend to conventions.

Mylo’s outfit is dark, practical, and designed to evoke both intimidation and a sense of detachment from the world around him. He typically wears oversized dark hoodies, often in shades of black or deep charcoal, that drape loosely around his frame. The hoodies are made from thick, worn fabric, the kind that’s soft to the touch but sturdy enough to withstand whatever harsh conditions Mylo might face. It also allows him to move freely, his arms unrestricted, as if he’s always prepared to act, should the need arise.

The hood of his hoodie is often pulled up, casting his face in shadow and further obscuring his expressions. When the hood is down, his tousled black hair often spills messily over his forehead, an additional layer of wildness to his appearance. The edges of the hoodie sleeves are slightly frayed, signs of wear from countless moments where Mylo’s hands have pulled or tugged at the fabric during moments of restlessness.

Beneath the hoodie, his black, ripped jeans fit snugly around his legs, cut at the knees with deliberate tears that reveal flashes of scarred skin beneath. The tears are not decorative but tell their own story of a life that has not been kind, where every scrape and injury becomes a mark of survival. The jeans themselves are sturdy, worn enough to be flexible but tough enough to endure whatever physical exertions Mylo might demand of them. The fit is neither too tight nor too loose, allowing him to move with the grace of someone trained to handle physical confrontations without compromising comfort.

On his feet are combat boots—heavy, practical, and worn-in to the point where they have molded perfectly to his feet. The boots are made of thick, durable leather, dark and weathered, with a slight sheen from years of use. The soles are thick, designed to give him the traction he needs for both stealthy movements and hard, swift action. Each step he takes is almost silent, the soft thud of his boots on the ground a reminder of his controlled presence. The laces are usually a bit undone, in keeping with his rugged, unconcerned style.

Voice & Accent

Alex Warren

Phobias

Scopophobia (Fear of Being Watched)

Mylo is uneasy with attention, particularly when it feels invasive. He prefers to blend into the background, and being scrutinized—whether by strangers, enemies, or those trying to understand him—makes him deeply uncomfortable.

Philophobia (Fear of Being Loved)

Mylo's fear of being loved is one of his most deeply ingrained and personal struggles, one that he hides behind his cold and distant exterior. This fear is rooted in a combination of his past experiences and his inner belief that love is both dangerous and fleeting. To Mylo, the idea of being loved means exposing himself in ways he isn’t prepared for, leaving him vulnerable to pain, disappointment, and rejection.

Anthophobia (Fear of Loving Others)

Mylo's fear of loving others is just as significant as his fear of being loved. For him, love represents a loss of control, an emotional vulnerability he cannot afford to entertain. Loving someone means opening himself up to pain, betrayal, and the possibility of losing them, all of which terrify him more than he would ever admit. It also doesnt help that the last time he let himself love, he ended up with more scars than he thought he'd be able to survive.

Favourite Quote

"Do not fear death, but rather the unlived life." - Natalie Babbit

"Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand, blood and revenge are hammering in my head." - Shakespeare

Theme Song(s)

Troubled Waters - Alex Warren

Wrong Side of Heaven - Five Finger Death Punch

Don't Fear The Reaper - Blue Oyster Cult

Mount Everest - Labrinth

The Law - Reach

Wanted Dead Or Alive - Bon Jovi

Hells Bells - AC/DC

Ghost Riders In The Sky - Geoff Castellucci (Originally by Stan Jones)

Wait In The Truck - Hardy

Boulevard of Broken Dreams - Green Day

Animal I Have Become - Three Days Grace

Demons - Imagine Dragons

Monster - Skillet

Aint No Rest For The Wicked - Cage The Elephant

Affiliations

Open

Other

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