Archived:Andreas Spyridon

Personality
He is often condescending. And beware if he begins to sing for it could mean either he wishes to please you or end your life. He will often converse with people just to make himself feel important and recognized.

History
Andreas' parents were loyal ones to their terrible end. Unfortunately they didn't know what Andreas could do before he had his chance to do it. Andreas was a beautiful child. His parents loved him. But his mother was always so worried and only she knew why. She had met a man at a bar a few weeks before she got married to Andreas' father. She had gotten completely wasted and had slept with that man she had met there. She only did it because the man terrified her and she did not want to anger him. She soon found she was with child and convinced Andreas' father that it was his. And nine months later little Andreas was born. Andreas was a happy child, only 5 years old and already so charming and a beautiful singer. Although sometimes his parents would become deeply afraid of him when he sang to himself when he thought no one was around. He sang ballads of death and destruction, or so his father thought. To his mother he sang songs of the decimation of women through haenous acts. They never suspected more than that he heard the songs somewhere and was repeating them. They never worried and left him to his own devices. Andreas, now a happy little 9 year old, was part of the choir at his grade school now that he was over his shyness. One day his parents were called into the school saying only "An urgent event has occured that requires your presence". When they arrived the schools choir teacher was being carried away screaming that "The little boy with the purple eyes sang of burying me alive!" His parents denied every scrap of the claims and said their boy was perfectly fine. They pointed to his eyes which were resolutely green to them. But later in the week they found out that the teacher had, in fact, been buried alive and that their son had mysteriously become very weak and sick. Andreas was now a sullen 13 year old. His voice had slowly descended to the range of an Alto making his mournful songs even more chilling. One day he was out among the back alleys of town. He was walking around singing to himself. When he spotted a strange little cat down the alley (it is sloped so the view is a bit distorted). As he came closer he noticed the cat wasn't little. Nor was it a cat but a large black dog. He simply yelled out in shock rather than terror. He ran away just to get the ugly thing out of his sight. He weaved among the alleys easily. But he could hear the dog creeping up. He decided he would hide to get it to go away. So he hid behind a dumpster. He sang a mournful melody to himself to pass the time. But he heard the dog whimper as it got within earshot. He wasn't sure what was wrong so continued to sing. But the dog's terror grew as the songs intensity grew. Andreas realized it was his song making the dog feel the utter terror. He sang louder and clearer than ever before and a small pile of shadows began to coalece into one small aligator. He wasn't sure what was going on but as his song increased once more the aligator attacked the dog. It ripped out its throat and then slowly vanished as Andreas' song came to an end. He smiled to himself as he realized the power at his desposal. He continued to live his life. He continues honing his skills on the monsterous beings that came every few weeks. But the fights got more and more difficult. The monsters became harder and harder to terrify with his music. Once he was fighting a rather viscous serpent and his song was completely ineffective. It bit him and he had to behead it without it being incapacitated. He was only able to accomplish this by bringing down a large trash can lid on the things neck several times. He continued to have such troubles and had to summon more fears. But his skills became more and more honed as he fought more and more difficult beings.

One year when he was 15 he was out running trying to stay in shape in case he got attacked again he met a young creature with goats legs. It introduced itself as a Satyr come to take him to the camp where all the demigods were free and generally equal. He scoffed the creature. "I'm better than them all," and he laughed in its face. But the Satyr continued to insist that he come. Andreas got tired of all this chatter and threatened the Satyr. It continued to try and talk him into coming so he started to sing. The Satyr was weaker than some of the monsters he had fought so he was easily able to terrify it. And as he sang a horse began to form next to him and when it solidified it trampled the Satyr. Andreas laughed to himself as he continued his run leaving behind the bloody Satyr for someone else to deal with.

But when he turned 17 something inexplicable happened. He learned of an affair that his mother was having. And all he could think was "My parents are so weak. They don't deserve to continue these lives they lead." So he decided to end them one day when he left school. He made his way home when he had a thought. He though to himself "How will I end them? I could sing to them and then get the knife she keeps in the drawer. Yes its a done deal." He then continued to work his way to his home. As he entered the front door he heard his mom say a greeting. But he wasn't listening, rather he was singing softly. His mom heard his mournful voice and sat down calmly. She wasn't terrified but rather soother by his dulcet tones. Andreas went to the drawer and drew out a long carving knife. He calmly drew it across his mothers face as he sang and kept her calm. (I won't go into all the gory and graphic detail of what he did to her with that knife). He then went to the living room to find his father in his recliner. His father glanced over his shoulder at Andreas and spotted the bloody knife and screamed. Andreas' song then reached his fathers ears and he sat down again. Andreas then went to work on his father in the same manner as he did his mother. (Once again the details are a bit graphic so I will not go into them). He smiled at his work. These silly mortals. They died so easily. He then walked out of his house right into a young man. He told him of the BC and how the blood on his hands marked him as an outcast. He then told him to choose a faction from what he told him. And the Opus Superum sounded like his kind of people.

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