Bloom[]
Name: Jacqueline Sparrow
Age: 21
Godly Parent: Lelantos
Appearance: Jacqueline has a dark brown hair that is cut a bit above her shoulders and it can be straight, wavy or messy, it all depends on how it wakes up to Jacque's frustration. She's slender but curvy, something she exercises everyday to keep. She has stormy grey eyes, a color her mother always called "the color of the wind"
Personality: Jacque is not exactly what you would call a kind person. She's blunt and straight to the point, not liking when people go around, never saying what they're thinking. She isn't used to being quiet and normally says whatever she's thinking without second-thought. She's reckless and gets in trouble often for talking but always walks out of it with grace and a smile
History: Many, many years ago a woman named Jeanne Sparrow was a mortal with the sight, the only daughter of a Huntsman during the Middle Ages. She used to see weird monsters going around the forest at night but they never noticed her and she didn’t want to be considered crazy so she kept quiet about them. The Huntsman, not having a son to teach the family skills and no hopes of getting another heir since his wife had passed away he decided to teach them to Jeanne. She was talented and mastered them fast. Unfortunately, her father died when she was 18 when he was out hunting.
She didn’t know what happened since she had stayed at home making dinner but when he didn’t come back after 2 weeks, she was convinced he had left her since she wasn’t the son he wanted. Artemis found the little house they had inside the forest and saw the girl alone, mourning the absence of her father.
Artemis was baffled from seeing how the girl was left there with no one to rely on and offered the girl a chance to join the Hunt. Jeanne said yes and passed a long time serving Artemis. She was skilled and didn’t even blink when Artemis sent her off to rough missions. She gained her trust and became the goddess’ best friend. She had been offered the Liteunant spot countless times but she said no every time. She was fine with being a normal huntress.
When in a mission for Artemis, she met Lelantos. The god made something weird stir in her, something she had never before felt but she shrugged it off and finished her work. The god had felt the same about her, but opposite of her, the god decided to follow his instincts.
He didn’t care about the fact that Jeanne was a huntress, in fact, it only made him want her more. He started stalking her and every time she left for a solo mission he tried to charm her. Jeanne was having a hard time ignoring the god, her feelings were getting the best of her but she sticked to her pride and denied any affections she had for the god.
Artemis was getting suspicious of Jeanne and confronted her after a few months. Jeanne told her everything. She told her about Lelantos stalking her, about the weird feeling she had whenever she was near him and how she wanted to be with him for some unknown reason.
To say Artemis was furious was a way to put it nicely. She was disgusted to see her best friend love a man, specially a god and immediately kicked her out of the Huntresses. Jeanne was confused, Artemis had just kicked her out for something she didn’t understand but when she realized what had happened, depression hit her. She was stuck in the modern world when she never wanted to get involved with it and had no one to rely on again.
Lelantos found that was the perfect moment to soothe her and gain her trust. Desperate as she was, Jeanne accepted her feelings for him. They got together but when she got pregnant, he left. Jeanne was now going crazy.
Everyone she loved and cared for had left her with nothing and she was paranoid, thinking it was all her fault. When Jacqueline was born, she never let her go anywhere far from her. She didn’t want her leaving her and monitored her 24/7. Jacque didn’t care about it much but when she was about 9 she was starting to feel suffocated. She couldn’t even go to school, her mother home-schooled her. She taught her everything her father and Artemis had taught her but Jacque wanted to learn the same things the other kids did.
Whenever she was out in the playground (with her mom watching from a safe distance) the other kids always asked her where she studied and what she knew. Her notion of history was twisted since everything she knew was her mother’s point of view of the last centuries and the stories Artemis had told her mother. She wasn’t good with English and science, only knowing the basics and which animals were best to kill, etc., etc. Her geography was also weak since her mother only knew the inside of the deep forests in Maine. She was bullied by the other kids, all of them calling her dumb because she didn’t know anything they did. Her mother didn’t notice and Jacque didn’t talk about it. She didn’t want her mother fussing or killing the kids so she kept quiet about it.
Her mother trained her so she could fight monsters herself since she had lost her unnatural strength of being a Huntress. She still knew how to fight and how to hunt and taught all of that to Jacqueline, not caring about the girl’s complaints. When they were both fighting a hellhound that tried attacking them, her mother hurt her legs. She wasn’t able to walk anymore and her paranoia only got worse. She made Jacque take care of her and kept the keys for all doors in the house with herself not wanting to let Jacque out.
Jacqueline wasn’t stupid and she was full of her mother not letting her socialize but bore with it since she had nowhere to go. When she was 15, she started stealing the keys at night and going out to the town. Like that, she met plenty of guys that fell to her feet but she wasn’t interested in any of them.
After almost a year of her flings with guys she barely knew, she met Liam Taylor. At first, he was just another fling to her. But he sparked her interest when he tried to actually get to know her. She refused to say anything about herself, instead asked about him. They talked and had a few drinks the whole night and Jacqueline finally found someone interesting.
The next day, when she was sneaking out of the house, a monster attacked. A chimera had appeared in town and she was wondering what the heck it was doing there. Not stopping to think, she grabbed her bow and arrows and fought it. She was losing, even with all her training she was a bit weak from drinking too much the other night.
Then, Liam came to save her. He summoned flames and fought the monster with skill that Jacque had only seen in her mother. Only, some flames were getting out of control. When the chimera died, Jacque noticed that the fire had spread to her house.
Panic rushed through her veins when she tried extinguishing it to no avail. Liam was weak from summoning too much flames and lost control over them leaving the house to burn. Jacque called frantically to 911 but when the firefighters came, the fire had already reached the second floor. Jacque couldn’t move her mother, her legs made her unable to walk.
In the end, the firefighters dragged her out of the burning house and tried to save her mother. Unfortunately, Jeanne died on her way to the hospital having inhaled too much smoke. She had a weak health ever since Artemis kicked her out of the Huntresses since she was meant to have been alive almost 500 years before and she couldn’t bear the fire.
Jacque received the news from the coroner. It seemed that her mother was already dying from cancer but since she never went to the doctor, she had never known about it. Shocked about the news, Liam came to only make it worse. He said that he was a child of Hephaestus and that he needed to take Jacque to camp. She didn’t want to leave, but there was nothing left to her in this town so she went with him.
Camp was even worse than having her mother fuss about Jacque going 10 meters away from her. She was thrown in the Hermes Cabin since there were only 12 cabins and it was cramped. She usually went to hide in the forest but not even the nymphs wanted to be near her.
She was 18 when the Hunter’s came to visit camp. To put it shortly, it was hell on earth. Artemis came to deliver them and saw Jacque. Since Jacque was “the spitting image of Jeanne”, Artemis recognized her immediately. She mistook her for Jeanne and started screaming and saying that a mortal shouldn’t be inside camp. When Jacque told her that Jeanne was dead and that she was her daughter, Artemis got even angrier.
They both started arguing and the Hunters were ready to fight against her if needed. The campers didn’t want to stick their nose in it, no one really like Jacque anyway. Liam was the only one who cared more or less about her and tried calming her down. She screamed at him too and said she was leaving. When he didn’t do anything, her heart broke.
Secretly, she had a crush on him. She never said anything because no one wanted to be related to the freak of the camp and she didn’t want to make Liam go through shit, but when he didn’t do anything to stop her from going, her anger turned into hate.
She ran away from camp and ended up wandering aimlessly around the country. She travelled through many towns, finding jobs here and there but left quickly. She got the feeling that there was someone on her track and she didn’t want to be found. When the people that were tracking her finally cornered her, she noticed that they were the kids that had left camp when she was still there.
They were also considered freaks for not being the kids of the Olympians and told her about the Broken Covenant. It was a place where no one would think she was a cast-out because of her parent and she was glad. She held a deep hate for her father, Artemis and all campers and Hunters and this was the perfect place for her.
She joined and decided that she would only give up on her hatred after all gods were taken down from their thrones and the campers killed along with the Hunters and she’d do whatever it takes to make that happen.
Powers:
- She can create powerful gusts of wind, however, the stronger the gust, the more it drains her.
- She can make herself go unseen from people's eyes but if she loses focus, she'll lose control over it and someone could see her.
- She can create a small wind barrier that can withstand lots of pressure but breaks after the first attack
- She can hover or fly, however, the longer she flies the more it drains her.
- She is a great hunter and tracker.
Weapons: A hunting knife made of Celestial Bronze and bo staff made of Aetherian Stone that separates in three pieces that she hides under her skirt so she can use it quickly if needed
Faction: Ortu Justitiae
Why should she belong in this faction: Basically, we're the gods toys. And I'm quite sure I'm not the only one that thinks that. I'm full of being treated as I'm someone worse than the kids of the Olympian gods and I want them to see how I'm much better than they are. I'm going to use their toys against them and I'm eager to see their faces of despair when we kick them out of their thrones and throw them into the pits of Tartarus where they deserve to be.
Ob[]
Name: Ouro (originally called the Ouroboros Project by Hephaestus)
Age: Made to be around 17–18 years old, but can change his appearance to appear to be between 6 and 20 years old.
Godly Parent: Technically created by Hephaestus, but due to infused "genetic information" (or whatever connects gods and their children), he is the son of Zeus, and later Perses (partially).
Appearance: See picture. (Can change his appearance to look younger or older)
Personality: He is naturally curious about the world around him, even as he kills it in order to survive. He is often silent, as he is slow to think, but he often can figure out flaws in things others over-looked. Though he can be shy to new people, once he familiarizes himself with someone, his true prideful and curious personality appears.
History:Ouro was originally an automan named the Ouroboros Project that Zeus and Hephaestus came up with. They had seen the movement of the Broken Covenant, and wishing to destroy them, decided to build a champion in order to lead their demigod children to victory.
How ironic it would be that, when Ouro finally did confront the BC, it was to join them.
Hepaestus built the boy to be a perfect model of humanity. His muscles were made from steel, his brain from copper. His eyes were made from clear diamond, and his hair from the softest fur. His heart was made of gold, and as a last touch, golden blood rushed through his veins, with Zeus' genes within him.
Once he was created, Ouro was put to the test. Again and again he was pitted against monsters, only to destroy them with ease. Sometimes he fight with BC wannabes or monsters sent by the organization, but none could stand against him in a fight. However; Ouro began feeling sorry for the BC people. Everytime he had defeated a BC monster or wannabe, they had told stories of the god's cruelty, and how life had been too unfair to them. Concerned, Ouro tried to ask Zeus how he and the other gods could let such things happen.
Zeus, angry that Ouro questioned him, refused to tell him any answers. As a punishment, he took away Ouro's voice.
Ouro was outraged by this unsensitivity. When he tried to convince Hephaestus to help him, he refused out of fear of Zeus. Ouro mistook this as Hephaestus agreeing with what Zeus had done. Refusing to help Zeus or Hephaestus anymore, he escaped from the forge where he was kept one night.
Wandering the US for a few months, unsure where to go or what to do. Then, he meet Kathrine, a deaf demigod daughter of Mnemosyne. Teaching him sign language so that they could communicate, they became close friends. Kathrine was searching for the BC, as she wanted to take revenge on her mother, who had taken away her hearing after she said that Hera had sung better than Mnemosyne. Ouro, knowing the general location of the BC, helped lead her there, still angry at Zeus and Hephaestus.
However; Zeus and Hephaestus feared what could happen if Ouro and Kathrine arrived at the BC. So, Zeus sent a massive storm upon them. The rain from it caused a flood from a nearby river, and sweeping Ouro and Kathrine up, washed them away. They would've died if a cyclops named Pereus hadn't saved them.
Revealing himself as a servant of Perses, he listened to their stories. Moved, Pereus went to his master, which he had secretly freed, though he had become temporarily powerless during the rescue. Perses decided to "help" the two by making Ouro more powerful, by infusing his genetics into Ouro. In truth, he only wanted to empower Ouro so that he could steal them for himself, and return to his powerful state.
In any case, Ouro and Kathrine agreed, and all four traveled to an island in Hawaii where Pereus' forge was. There, Ouro was modified by Pereus in order to contain Perses' power as well. However; Pereus wasn't in the same caliber as Hephaestus when it came to being a smith, and Ouro was only able to contain a fraction of Perses' power.
Enraged, Perses killed Pereus for his uselessness, and killed Kathrine. He then attacked Ouro feriously, only to be blown away by Ouro's rage. His anger was so great that the volcano they were in erupted. Ouro barely escaped with his life, while Perses was caught by Hades and sent back to Tartarus.
Once escaping the island, a vengeful Ouro raged across the states, leaving destruction in his wake. When he arrived on the East Coast, he traveled to the Sanctuary and immediately pledged to join the BC. Wanting a new order to the world, he decided to join Veritum Unitum.
Powers:
Powers from being an Automan:
- Above average strength
- Is resistant to physical attacks
- Tires more slowly than normal demigods
- Has wings to help him with his natural flying power, as his added weight as an automan makes it much harder.
- Has a small robotic arm on hs back that can handle light items and has "eyes" which let him see behind him. This arm can detach and form into two metal swords.
- In order to function, he must absorb energy from living things around him, whether it be creatures or the very earth around him. If he absorbs energy from creatures they start to become weak and sickly. If he absorbs energy from earth, it becomes barren and crumbly. If he absorbs too much energy, he will enter a coma until his body has dealt with the excess energy.
Powers from Zeus:
- Basically all the powers of normal Zeus children.
Powers from Perses:
- Though he cannot cause destruction, he can make existing destruction more potent and dangerous. (Ex. Make a fire larger, increase the power of an earthquake, cause a crubling building to hit the structures around it, etc.)
Weapons: When he detaches his third arm, it becomes two metal swords with Celestial Bronze edges.
Faction: Veritum Unitum
Reason why he should belong in this faction: I have been a pawn to both gods and titans. When I wanted to be myself, Zeus wouldn't let me. He wanted me to be some champion for their deeds, without saying a word. Perses was no better! He tricked me so that he could increase his own power. I'm SICK of being tricked and lied to and being treated like a waste of life! I wanna stop their damn chaos! I want to END this damn cycle of ABUSE!
Del[]
Name:
Darius Gauge
Age:
24
Godly Parent:
Oizys
History:
Sigmund Gauge was, for years, a zone-therapist employed by the NHS (National Health Service) in London, England. Oizys was looking for a new suitor to occupy her time and eventually impregnate her. Under the guise of Arabelle, a health inspector, on the behalf of the national Health Department, she visited Sigmund. After flirting for a while, pretending to check his office's sterility, she took his phone number and left. For months, they would see each other during every single night, flirting and snogging, until Oizys has grown bored with her new toy, got what she wanted and vanished. Sigmund's nature grew to become aggressive as Oizys left. After bellicose behavior towards several female patients, who bore auburn hair or green eyes, the distinct features of the facade Oizys put up, eventually ending with an assault on a patient, the NHS intervened in his trial and hospitalized Sigmund in Bethlem Royal Hospital. He claimed to be calling out for his true love's care, serving her and her wishes.
Subsequently to a month of suffering and crying for Oizys, Sigmund managed to escape from the hospital, hiding in an abandoned factory. He continued with a series of assaults the following month, which led to murders, all of women with the feature of Arabelle, whose files he stolen from the hospital he was working in. Sigmund was marked as a wanted serial killer. After Oizys bore Sigmund's child, who she named Darius, she visited him in the abandoned factory. Sigmund was greatly pleased with Oizys' "answer to his calls" and begged for her to stay, but she couldn't and she asked for him to turn himself in. Sigmund was infuriated. He yelled at Oizys and ran off, leaving her with the child. Oizys abandoned the child at a group home nearby, not caring to see for the child's fate years thereafter.
As Darius was growing up, the way his caretakers and the children around him only went downhill. During his early years, he was treated just the same as the other kids, but around the age of seven, as all the boys were playing ball, developing their athletics, he would prefer to read, draw and sing, causing him to be labeled the outcast, picked on and harassed. This led to rebellious behavior on his part, refusing to abide to the instructions of the caretakers, which led to neglect and mistreatment. Children came and left often, but no one wanted to care for the odd and misbehaving kid. In fact, even when they tried sending him away, within a matter of days he would be returned, not wanted. As he and the children around him got older, it would only get worse, leading to extreme abuse, completely hidden from the caretakers. When Darius would approach the caretakers, they would overlook his claims and label them as lies, due to his behavior.
Darius found a retreat in self-harm for a long time, sinking into sadness and feelings of misery and rejection, until the caretakers found out as they saw his scars and proceeded to make sure he is treated by a social worker. This was his breaking point. Every time he would get teased he would start standing up for himself, at first using violence, but soon finding out he has odd abilities, relieving his own pain after brawling with other kids. Just as his anger manifested, he also found he was able to hurt the bullies without having to touch them. The children complained to the caretakers, who decided it was time to send him away to an institution for wayward children.
Not wanting to even bear the thought, he escaped during that night, running off to the streets, with money he managed to steal, as well as a few books and personal belongings. He found shelter in a cellar of a winery, escaping through the windows in the mornings. As his money ran out, he began to sing, as he taught himself in the orphanage, in order to earn money. He went on with the routine for weeks, until the winery owners found him during one of the nights and kicked him out, leaving him out to live on the streets. During one of the toughest days for Darius, having earned no money, a guitarist found Darius and was impressed with his talent. The guitarist was part of a rock band and sympathized for the child. Already in need for backup singers, the guitarist and his band offered him a stable household while he can live the dream. Without hesitation, Darius took the offer.
While working with the band, Darius learned to play electric, bass and classic guitar, as well as the keyboard and drums, but as time went on, the band slowly started to drift and eventually break up, leaving Darius no choice but to try and adopt a solo career of his own. Only after numerous tries, he found a record label willing to give Darius a shot. Darius became an instant hit among young fans of rock, singing songs of teenage rebellion that instantly became relatable. Darius slowly rose within the industry, eventually meeting another English artist, Lucas Vonner, while touring with other artists in the United States. During an after-party, Lucas and Darius got to mingle. They got to eventually speaking about music-related subjects and brought up the idea for a collaboration project.
Once they finished touring, and spoke with their agents, the idea was beginning to be executed. Lucas and Darius flew back out to England and recorded a single together. After its success, their record label suggested they do a whole collaborative album together. While recording it, Darius and Lucas met a trio of artists named Mortis at a convention and requested they join them on their album. The album did very well, due to the large fanbases of all the artists. Eventually, Mortis, Darius and Lucas formed a band named The Source.
Over the years of their success, the five band members became very close on a personal level as well. In particular, Lucas and Darius had a very tight bond. During one night of few too many drinks, Lucas and Darius made love, a night they would remember as the beginning of their relationship. At first, there were no romantic feelings involved, and their relationship was based purely on intercourse, but over time, they started to develop feelings and became a couple. Lucas and Darius got a lot of media attention, and their fellow band members were jealous, feeling as though they were only backdrops in the scheme, leading to the eventual disbandment of The Source.
Lucas and Darius continued to make music together, as a couple, until Darius felt it was the right time to come out to Lucas about his childhood experiences and his odd powers, whose origins he had not even a clue about. Lucas, to Darius' surprise, took the news rather well, not surprised even in the slightest. In fact, he confessed about his own knowledge concerning the Greek gods and their role; about his experiences as a child of Hyperion and being banished from camp once claimed. Lucas brought up the possibility of Darius being a demigod himself as well, and that night, his suspicions were confirmed as Oizys, Darius' mother, contacted him in a dream, revealing to him her affairs with his father and his abandonment at the group home. Lucas became infuriated with this and expressing so during their conversation. His mother didn't seem to be interested with his feelings in the slightest, and seemed to enjoy his feelings of sorrow. Even if she did have any regrets, it was too late.
The following morning, Darius shared the contents of the conversation with Lucas. Lucas had admitted to being contacted by a man named Heinrich while he was touring in the United States, and finding interest in his offer to join a group that would rebel against the harsh treatment of demigods. Lucas and Darius decided to pull their recording contracts, giving a final interview of parting to their fans and flying out to the United States to pursue their interests in rebellion against their mistreating parents.
Appearance:
Darius is a 5'10, 162 lbs English male. He is rather pale, as well as lightly tattooed and pierced. He has black hair (naturally auburn) and green eyes. His body is also scattered with scars from self injury or bullying from children at a young age. He has a slightly muscular build.
Powers & Traits:
Offensive:
- The offspring of Oizys can inflict a limited amount of phsyical pain upon other mortal creatures. They can also inflict mental pain, to the point of stunning the enemy. The more pain inflicted, the more power drained from them. Continuous usage contributes to power draining as well.
- The offspring of Oizys, upon eye contact, can perpetuate a state of pure distress which brings the thought of great sorrow to the forefront of the mind of the person they made eye contact with, making them panic.
Defensive:
- The offspring of Oizys can create an invisible0 forcefield around them which can bring great misery or pain upon contact. It only withstands for a short time, and later disperses.
Passive:
- The offspring of Oizys can enchant weapons to boost the suffering of any damage that is inflicted with them mildly for a short time.
- The offspring of Oizys are innately more resistant to mental and physical pain.
- The offspring of Oizys are empowered by the pain of those surrounding them.
Supplementary:
- The offspring of Oizys can control pain at will, either lowering its severity or boosting it, though not to the extent of complete healing/fatalizing. The bigger the change to the severity of the pain, the more it drains them.
Traits:
- The offspring of Oizys have a bigger chance of becoming sadists or masochists.
- The offspring of Oizys are usually emotionally torpid.
- The offspring of Oizys tend to make great empaths due to their ability to relate to misery.
Possessions
Faction:
Veritum Unitum
Ideology:
"For years, my mother Oizys completely overlooked my existence. As my father abandoned me, as I was singled out in an orphanage, as I sang on the streets to get by, she sat idly by upon her throne in the lurid depths of the Underworld. My story is only one of many. Hundreds upon hundreds of demigods end up abandoned, hurt and mistreated and because of some ludicrous ancient laws! They then dare to proceed and treat us as their minions, arming us to do their bidding as opposed to protecting us in order to provide a life which we can live to its fullest. As brethren in fate, we must stand up and rise against the harsh way of rule the gods walk upon, end the neverending sequence of tyrrany and acquire the rights we rightfully deserve."
Blood[]
Name: Ilikia Epochi
Age: Older than Chaos
Godly Parents: Chronus and Ananke
Personality: His personality cannot truly be defined, for it does not truly exist. He will adapt to any situation he is presented with, but there are a few things he will not budge on. One of those is his love towards his children, which caused him to do what he did.
History:He smiled evilly as he looked up from the interrogation chair. The men surrounding him seemed to have forgotten who he was, what he had done throughout his extraordinarily long life. What he could still do, how he would have reacted to this treatment just 10 years ago. It wasn’t like he couldn’t escape any moment he chose. He could if he wanted to. But it would ruin his purpose of being there.
“So, you think that putting an old man through being chained, being interrogated, being treated like this, is okay?” He said, his exterior displaying none of the strength he held within. His body was old, just like he said, but his mind was sharp as ever. He was just using this shape to play with their minds as well. Being the ancient god of aging does that to one. Or so he thought. He couldn’t be sure, after all, if it was him being the former god of aging which gave him that ability, or simply the fact that he was the son of Time and Inevitability.
“Don’t act like you couldn’t change your shape to a younger, more powerful shape at any moment you should choose to do so, Ilikia.” Came a deep, charismatic voice from somewhere within the darkness in front of him. Not that he didn’t know who it was. It could be no other than Heinrich Alten, the leader of the broken covenant. After all, he did still have a few contacts in the demigod world that had gotten him a recording of a few important people’s voices, along with a few pictures in bad quality. Cameras don’t react well to demigods. Or possibly it’s demigods who don’t react well to having photos taken without their permission.
He almost shrugged, but forced it down, instead opting to return to his favourite shape, the one of a 17 year old boy. He easily broke out of the manacles holding his arms and legs, by making them age and rust, and then placed his feet on the table.
“So, you even know my name? I’m honoured. After all, the gods did erase all knowledge of my existence.” He said with a casual smile, not revealing any of his true feelings through his facial expression.
“I was able to escape that. I remember the time when your demigod children were still at camp.” A small smile spread on Heinrich’s lips, though that was only a guess from Ilikia, considering the slight changes in his voice. “What magnificent allies they would have made. A shame they were all killed.”
“I suppose you wish to hear my story?” Ilikia said, the tone as casual as ever, but internally gritting his teeth. How dare he bring up my children, he thought.
“Obviously we do. If not, we wouldn’t be here.” Heinrich said. The tone was one you would expect to hear from a business man finalizing a trade, not from the leader of a rebel organisation interviewing, or rather interrogating, their newest member. It was almost enough to make Ilikia smile at the irony. He had come to appreciate irony very much throughout his long life. It was the only humour his job would allow.
“Very well then. Here it comes:”
He was born many years ago, just before the hatching of the world egg, which spawned Chaos and Gaea. After all, no hatching can happen if there are no aging.
As all gods, he was born as an adult, and immediately started on his duties. He never really saw the need to have demigod children, for he was the one who would eventually have to make them age. So he didn’t. Not in the beginning anyway.
But after some time, after the protogenoi had fallen, a conflict where he had taken the side of the titans, seeing their potential and wishing to be on the winning side. That should later turn out to be a mistake.
For he did the same in the second war of gods, but lost. The titans lost. And so he stood, as a god on the losing side, without having committed the same atrocities as the titans themselves, but still having sided with them.
The Olympians pondered long about what to do with him, for they had no replacement for him. And without aging, the world would fall into the hands of chaos (not the god), which could not be allowed. So they allowed him to stay alive and working, but with a warning, that should he ever do this again, they would erase him from human memory.
He smiled slightly as he told this part of the story. The gods weren’t people you wished to get on your bad side, but he had done it, and survived.
And so he went on with his duties. And he did so until he fell in love with a person as he was aging her. He could see her most secret thoughts, desires, and faults. Yet he fell in love with her anyway. He tried to court her, as much as his work would allow. In the end, it resulted in one passionate night. He was unable to see her for the next nine months, for a steady rise in the population of the world was happening.
In that time she gave birth to a son. A demigod.
At the mention of his first son, he clenched his fists. It was almost unnoticeable, as they were already curled into fists, but the slight whitening of his knuckles was enough for Heinrich to notice, and predict what would happen to the child.
The son was a strong boy, with a strong build, and a huge resolve to live. However, there was just one thing. He aged extremely rapidly. He could easily age months in a week, a year in a month. And so it happened, that when he had the body and physical age of an adult, he stopped aging. Entirely. He didn’t age for a century, for that was how long he lived.
The gods was worried about this. They feared that Ilikia could use this against them. They themselves had limits for how many combat-ready children they could have, for nature only allowed them to have so many children each year, and most of their children didn’t live past 30. But Ilikia had no such limits. And so they killed the son.
Ilikia was furious and called upon the ancient laws of direct interference. But the other gods denied all knowledge of the event, even expressed surprise at the existence of a child of aging. Ilikia could smell the lies in their words; see it painted in their faces. But he could do nothing now, so he vowed not to have only one child each century, and instruct them to stay in hiding.
And he did. But it didn’t help in the end. For the gods found out. They forced the children to go to the newly constructed “Camp Half-Blood”, where they were forced to stay for the rest of their immortal lives.
It frustrated Ilikia, and he kept trying to find ways to free them. But his time and recourses were limited, and that made him susceptible to the whispers of Kronos. Kronos whispered in his ear from afar about how he would treat the children if he was in charge. How he would allow them to live however they wanted to.
Ilikia was tempted, but resisted the whispers for a long time. Until he finally buckled a few years before the child of Poseidon, Percy Jackson, arrived at camp. And he failed. The gods kept their promise, stripped him of his powers as a god, reducing him to the power of a demigod, an immortal one, but a demigod and slaughtered his children.
They left the memories of the slaughter intact for exactly a week then erased them from every living being, not including the Olympians or himself. Apparently not Heinrich either.
Humiliated, depowered and with no place to go, he wandered through the world, dragging a trail of death behind him. The gods left him alone, hoping he would get better at some point. He may not have been their best friend, but he was good and effective at what he did. Even if what he did wasn’t very nice.
And so it happened that he heard about the Broken Covenant. The trail of death disappeared one day, completely, for he had gone into hiding. He slowly made his way to this newly formed covenant, and though it took him months, he made it in the end.
“And that, old man, is how I found myself in this room,” Ilikia said, the irony of his sentence finally bringing a tiny smile to his lips, even after the story.
Appearance: His appearance changes, depending on which shape he chooses. His base shape, the one of a 17 year old male, is 6'2" tall, with black hair and grey eyes.
Possessions: He owns nothing but a regular claymore in celestial bronze.
Faction: Veritum Unitum
Ideology: I have been here since the dawn of time, and I shall exist to the end of time. I have seen gods come and go, and I have seen how they have been corrupted. I do not wish for any new gods to take their place, for no matter how much a Human or a Demigod can be corrupted, it would never be as bad as it has been with the gods. Powers:
Offensive:
- Ilikia can, for a short period of time, make people either 10 years older or younger, but the power drains him the longer he holds it. It is only the body which ages, the mind stays the same.
- If he can touch an opponents weapon for more than 10 seconds, he can make it rust and grow dull. That effect is, however, temporary, and typically lasts for about an hour or two, before the weapon returns to its former state.
Defensive:
- For a short time, Ilikia can create a shield around himself in the shape of a dome, which causes any weapon which touches it to age and dull, causing them to cause less damage for as long as they're within the dome.
Passive:
- Ilikia doesn't age, both due to his immortality and his powers as the god of aging.
- Having lived for as long as he has, he has build up a minor resistance to mental attacks (illussions). He is by no means immune, but he notices illusions easier than most other humans and demigods.
Supplementary
- Ilikia can change his shape to any age that he chooses. However, he can only change once every 24 hours, unliike before, where he could change it any time he chose to. It, however, drains him for a short while, to the point of not being able to fight for at least ten minutes after changing.
- He can make plants age faster, either making them grow to "adult" plants, or making them whither. He can also make them age backwards, eventually turning them into seeds. This power doesn't drain him very much, unless he uses it for a long time, or many times rapidly.