Darius

Information:

Name: Darius
Specie: Human x Demon
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Powers: no magic powers, but very skilled with the sword and other weapons
Personality: Sharp, Caring, brave, sometimes hot blooded (while fighting)

Likes:
- spoling his stryx
- fighting, especially duels
- the katana (it is his favourite weapon, but he is also skilled with other weapons)
- silent places to cool his blood down
- cleaning his weapons and other stuff

Dislikes:
- nothing in particular, it depends on the situation

Besonderheiten:
- his father is a Demon (around 248 Years old) and his mother is a young Human without any important lineage
- right eye has no pupil and white hair are leftovers of his demon blood
- the scar on his face came into being after he was attacked by a young demon with magic
- always wears a mask, because of his scar (he feels extremly uncomfortable when not wearing)
- piercings are always attached and only on the left ear, it was a gift for passing the academy
- necklace was a memento from his deceased mother

Story:

Part 1: The Scar

Darius is a half-blood, son of a demon and a young human woman ...
... some may say, the roots of a troublemaker.
A young half demon...
... or half human - depends on the point of view - has no home anywhere. It was hard for him to get along with children in his age, he was to human for the demons and to demonic for the humans. When he was a little boy his father took his mother and him into the demon realm, but they got hated there for being human and life wasn't a easy one.
One day when Darius played by himself (at an age of 8) another child came to him, it was one of the "cute" little demons, he knew him for a long time and he hated Darius and his mother. His parents told him, they were flifthy and a disgrace to the demon race.
„Hey you bastard, has no one told you that you aren't welcome here?“ the child said in an angry tone.
Darius only looked at him with a sad and appraising look.
The child went mad and screamed at Darius : „Who do you think you are? Do you think you are better than me cos your father is the Lord of our district?“.
Some may say an little demon looks funny ...
... but some of these little brats were able to do magical things even at young age and that special one was a so called „important“ child. He waved his hands and magical wind appears directly in front of Darius, with a loud explosion both were pushed away and a big could of dust flew around. Darius shook his head, he was kicked against a nearby wall and something wet and hot was running down his chin. First he didn´t feel pain, but than with a flashing explosion like the thundering impact of a burning meteor the pain flushes his mind.
Some adults gathered around to look what had happened. One of he adults was his father, he was talking to one of the traders.
The last thing Darius was able to remember ...
... his fathers face bending over him, taking him into his arms ...
... Darius drove into the blackness of a consciousness.
Some days after the incident his father decided sending him into a military school, where he should learn how to fight and might get the chance to prove himself worth being a demon.

Part 2: The academy

His wounds healed, leaving a visible scar across his lip. Darius got send to Downpoint Academy For Skilled Young Demons, Halfbloods And Associated Races.
Some my say it´s a funny place ...
... others may disagree. Darius got teased often cos of the scar on his face and the fact that he wasn't a full-fledged demon.
But not everybody treated him rude and shitty. Some days after his arrival he met a small boy with black hair, small fox ears and white eyes. He was born mostly blind but got blessed with a magical sense of direction and positions. He was the son of one of the trainers Darius had and he liked him from the very first moment he looked into Darius soul.
It was a very special friendship, not only with the boy but also with his trainer. He helped Darius a lot. Darius trained hard and started to wear a mask to hide his scar. His Friend helped him wherever he could ...
.... learning together the dark secrets of demonic magic and the high skills of swordfighting - even without seeing anything. Darius liked his Katana, a present from his father after surviving the first year of the academy. The biggest triumph of his life, a lot of the young demons die due to the hard training ...
... but he Darius, a half demon survived.
Years moved by and he learned to fight in many ways. He was one of the best and after his graduation from the academy he got awarded with earpiercings showing that he was one of the best disciples.

Part 3: Return

Darius survived the years on the academy said goodbye to his best friend and returned home. His friend stayed to step into his fathers footprints building up new generations of fighters.
Back again in his home district ...
... but this time he was wearing clothes of a champion, the red coat of a warrior and his black mask, the long hair tied it up into a pony-tail ...
... a breathtaking look, especially his ear piercing. People stopped to gasp a look. They all knew what it meant and no one would dare to insult him anymore, not even the nameless guy responsible for his scar. Darius passed him on his way to his father.
First the guy looked appraisingly in his face, but as he saw the piercing of a champion he realised what was going on. His face lost any colour Darius came in his direction, he knew there was nothing he was able to do if Darius decided to challenge him ...
... nothing than loosing.
But Darius passed by without any word ...
... this guy was not worth the attention of a champion.
He went straight to his fathers house.
„Lord father I am back“, he said entering the house.
All he heard was a small noise, something like a whispered come in, a bell of danger ringed in his mind and he entered the room with frayed nerves. His father stood right in the middle of the small room, rooted to the ground ...
... staring to a body laying to his feet.
His mother ....
... it took some endless seconds before he recognized the embroidered gown on the wooden floor. She laid on the floorboards, arms spread in the middle of a puddle of blood. Darius dropped everything and jumped over to his injured mother.
With sad eyes and her last breath she whispered: „ I am sorry, I couldn't be with you any longer. Don't be angry at your father, he did his best to protect me, but I wasn't carefully enough.“
She coughed blood and her eyes got pale ...
... left with no colour.
After such a long time he was finally able to see her again and than this?
A silent scream raised in his throat ...
... and he started to cry like the human, his mother was.
After he had calmed down a little bit he stood up and looked into his fathers eyes. They burned with hate for the one who killed his beloved wife and Darius mother. The only thing his father did was nodding ...
... the sign to start the man hunt and Darius went off to find the murderer of his mother.

Part 4: What happened after?

There was no conspiracy against his father, no big biz thingy, no game of power ...
... only a jealous female demon loving Darius father, fixing her problems in a demonic way - with the dead of a worthless human.
He killed her with a single strike of his katana...
... she begged for her life, but he showed no mercy. His hearth was cold, sending her to the so called better place she relegated his mother to.
Darius headed back, with the head of the woman in his bag, her blood was soaking through the cloth and dripping to the ground.
Presenting the head to his father he said: „ I have no intention to stay here, because the only thing I will gain here is hate and revenge.“
His father nodded „ You might be right my son, but I won't let you go like this. Your mother had something for you, she waited so long handing it to you, but she hadn't a chance to do it.“
His fathers eyes felt endlessly sad and Darius placed his hand on his fathers shoulder.
Some may say it´s nothing more than a gesture ...
... but they didn´t have a good relationship. The demon lord and his half-blood son, bound by the love of a gone wife and mother.
With a sigh his father took a letter from his desk and handed him the enveloped paper together with his mothers necklace, „take this and care of yourself. If anything should ever happen, just call out for me. You are my son, we are connected by blood.“
His fathers last words ...

... he left Darius alone with his mothers letter:

„I always knew this day would come, the day when I have to say goodbye to my little child. I think you are grown up now and I would give my heart and my soul to see you in your wonderful uniform but that's not the grace fate is blessing me with. Don´t cry my wonderful boy, I had a great husband and a much better son. It would be hard for you being an adult in a world like this, hated by all the other demons. I´m giving you the key to my world, to the human world and my old way of life. Use it well and don´t forget, your heart is human.“

The last words from his deceased mother.
The letter had a small map attached and a place he should visit, it also described how he could enter the other world.
Several days after he read the letter, he left for his new and hopefully more peaceful home. It was not a big deal to enter the other world. There was a small portal that he had to go through ...
... and poof there he was - in a completely different world.
The people on this planet spoke the same language as he did and it was easy to find the place where his mother had belonged to before she had met his father.
It was a lovely small house with a big forest at the back. Everything there belonged to him now. He even found a second letter of his mother with the name of an old friend he should visit. In hope this friend will help him building up a new life.
Visiting this friend he got a small owl looking like a dragon, a specie named Dracostryx. The mysterious friend told him to hatch and raise it. Once it´s grown up he could compete in something like arena games.
He also got a book how to raise these creatures ...
... and some other very important and not so important informations, for example nearly everything about the new world he was living in.

His mother really took care of everything - even after her death.
Darius decided to name his first Stryx after his deceased mother. Her name was Leylin.

And this is how everything began...