Board Thread:Non-TES Roleplaying/@comment-32663439-20160302032812/@comment-29458028-20160312053947

"Darkness surrounds me, as I command the deaths of those who choose to oppose me. Will I actually change anything even if I tried? This curse ... turned into a blessing in my hands. Forced to bear the mark of insanity and depravity, yet I mastered my greatest weakness into uncontested strength. Is it worth it? To sacrifice my ability to learn any spell for the sake of having total mastery over one?"

A person in a dark suit of armor was walking slowly, surveying his surroundings. It was hard to tell what race he was, since his whole body was covered by interlocking plates, betraying nothing, other than the fact he was a humanoid. It was hard to tell if there was even a man in the armor, since no skin was actually exposed. This was the man known as Terminus.

Terminus rarely, if ever, spoke, and even if he did, the voice was distorted, emotionless. All that was known was that his power allowed him to freely lift and move objects, or apply kinetic force. Some would call it magic, others maybe would name it a superpower. Yet it was impossible to actually pin down what it was.

Terminus himself, though, knew he was a Light Elf, possessing deviant powers. He had chosen to cloister himself in his suit, for he didn't want to be seen to anyone. He had rejected his original self long ago, when he had been cursed with the power to move things with his mind, at the cost of his sanity.

Yet he conquered madness. He mastered himself. Terminus surveyed his surroundings and smiled under his helmet, as he took in what was going on.

"Surely it was worth it. I master an ability that lets me mimic many abilities. I do not cast magic. Instead I imagine an effect and force it upon reality. I am different."

(I will slot him in soon enough. If you want to run into him feel free.)