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Dareios
Legacy Name: Dareios

The

Bloodred Bovyne
Owner: Cryptic

Age: 16 years, 11 months, 3 weeks

Born: March 23rd, 2009

Adopted: 16 years, 11 months, 3 weeks ago (Legacy)

Adopted: March 23rd, 2009 (Legacy)

Statistics

Level: 3
Strength: 10
Defense: 10
Speed: 10
Health: 11
HP: 11/11
Intelligence: 4
Books Read: 4
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Unemployed

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Backstory,,,, Dario never knew about the warm and love of a caring family. His mother always yelled at him, abusing him verbally and physically with anything she could hold and swing; trying to discipline her son with an iron grip. It didn’t take her long to sell her child to someone whom she had a huge dept with. After that Dario’s life went slightly better gaining the sympathy of the person he was sold to. When he was old enough the leader of the gang assigned him with the task of guarding the cages where the children he would be selling later on are kept, the same cages where he once inhabited.

Dario did his job without complain during a year with no personal attachment nor empathy with the kids he had been commanded to take care, though it wasn’t up to the arrival of a beautiful young boy with the name of Luca that made him change. Thanks that the leader kept the prettiest boys and girls he got for his own ´business´ Luca could stay around longer. Both boys developed a strong friendship over the time, Dario keeping it as concealed as he was able to. As they grew Luca began expressing his discomfort about their current situation, slowly convincing Dario it would be best for them to get out of there, eventually Dario accepted the proposition; some night later they would be fulfilling their plan and escape from the claws of the gang's leader for now.

For a couple of years they stayed together, surviving with any means they could. Dario, began stealing the passer bys around getting more aggressive with each assaults up until he decided to win some money through illegal battles around the slums as far away from his former leader’s territory, since he could get more earning that way. Due to this type of activities he did he became more distant emotionally keeping every 'weak' emotion to himself. The bond he shared with Luca grew stronger, though for Luca’s disappointment, Dario never showed him the love he felt for him nor how much he truly cared for him not knowing or sure how to express it in a good way or how to react to the others’ gentle approach towards him only repaying the boy with growls and harsh words that he never actually meant.

After a few months Dario had earned almost enough money to finally disappear from the country with Luca, he was excited in the inside as he thought about that freedom he has been yearning for, though life took a turn for the worse. Dario was a bit worried about Luca that haven’t come back yet, it was usual for the other to disappear for a couple of days but not for an entire week!. Dario looked for him around up until it was time for the last battle, after it he was approached by one of his ex-leader’s men whom delivered a message from his boss to him. Dario assaulted the messenger right away when he told him that they had Luca. The man was bleeding profusely as he finished telling him about the exact time their leader will be meeting him tomorrow. Dario left the man there and went quickly to the appointed place waiting for it to be the hour.

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“Where is him!, WHERE IS LUCA!” the young man barked at the men that where surrounding him in a close circle with clutched hands at his sides, a fire flicked over his eyes “Don’t be impatient Dario…you’ll see him at the right time” the leader approached him as he tossed aside the cig and exhaled a column of gray smoke over the young man’s face. The rage that Dario had been accumulating over the hours had finally hit his limit, tightening the grip on one of his fist before swinging it with full force, hitting the man square in the face. The old man just laughed rubbing where the fist had hit him cleaning up the blood that caused it, at the same time his men went to seize the raged man. “Get off me you stupid sh*heads!” Dareios didn’t kept himself quiet and steady during the whole ordeal, fighting against them up until the leader got tired of the incompetency of his men taking the decision of doing it personally, taking out his blade and delivering a deep blow over the man’s shoulder he then was followed by the other men, stabbing the struggling man multiple times.

Dario let out a scream of pain falling down to his knees cursing at them “You see Dario, I didn’t want to reach this point but you didn’t gave me a choice…” he paused waiting for his men to hold him still in front of him cleaning up the blade a bit with a piece of fabric“…once, you had shown a great potential but now you have blown away any opportunity of a future. Bring the box” said the older man with a commanding tone of voice. One of the men went outside quickly returning back with a rather small wooden box with a few blood stains over its surface “Open it” said the man to Dario when it was placed between them. His breathing was agitated fearing the worse as he slowly opened the box, a heartrending cry was ripped out from him the moment the content of the box was revealed, the sound of it echoing for a short while before fading away. His eyes clearly expressing his sorrow, only a single tear was shed from them, as a death glare was shot towards his former leader whom looked down at him pleased “Don’t worry boy…you’ll be reuniting with him sooner than you think” said as he placed the tip of his blade over the other’s neck “I’ll be waiting for you in HELL” Dario replied right away spitting over at the man’s face holding his glare and pushing the edge of the blade deeper into his skin drawing some blood as he did so “KILL ME!”
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And so his mortal live met a sudden and violent end, but for his fortune in this dark times his soul gained a rare privilege, as his soul passed to the next plain, to reborn as an immortal being, a demon. Many years in his new ‘life’ passed by him and he adopted the new name of Dareios. Day by day he battled against other demons and creatures of the underworld gaining more power and status; the rage he lastly felt as a human, being the main fuel for him to keep going. Thanks to this, the few memories he kept to himself of his previous life where forgotten over the time only wrath inhabits now his body fogging his now corrupted heart and mind.

From all the demons he battled, Myriad was the only one whom almost he could consider someone close to him though they didn’t had an actually relationship only some sort of silence agreement between them. Dareios kept visiting her often for sparring and polishing his use of weapons and abilities he was gaining. A time later he met her, Myriad vanished from hell to live up between humans and cause some chaos (up to date he have not met her again).

.....TBC.....