Mark Kraux

Name: Mark Kraux
Alias: Murder
Age: 20 (BEGINNING ACT 3)
Race: Human-Crow Hybrid
Ethnicity: Asian-American Erilian
Gender: Male
Height: 6'3"
Occupation: He will sometimes steal money off the people he murders- so part of his anti-hero gig.
Affiliation: Anti-Hero.
Rank: Pretty low for now, a hidden threat
Class: Essentially nothing

Personality: Mark is nothing short of a dick. A rotten, crude, foul-mouthed asshole with the temperament of a neglected child. He hates most people, and most of the time won't even give someone the time of day unless they have something he wants or there's something about them that interests him. 

His favourite thing to do is make terrible, awful jokes that tend to stab at the person's personal life and tries to tear most everyone around him down. He finds it fun, as though it's some sort of cruel challenge. He can grow soft spots for people however, if they relentlessly expose them self to him with unconditional love- though because of the rarity of this, even the people he does care about are not often shown such a vulnerable side to his personality.

Background:
In a tragic turn of fate, Mark, who was but a young child had lost his parents (he is not aware of how or if they are even alive) and was left to the care of his rough older sister, Hannah. As if things couldn't get any worse, while Hannah was busy trying to figure out her life in the mafia, the day happened where Mark too, was gone.
The young boy had been kidnapped by a man at the park, who stuffed the poor winged crow child into his van and drove off, leaving nothing but empty space where a child had once been. 

The 12 year old boy suffered unmentionable horrors in his time being kidnapped and turned into a filthy man's play thing, and the torture didn't end here. He'd endure years of this humiliation and various forms of abuse, though his spirit only began to grow.
In his late teens, Mark was able to escape the unrelenting hands of the man who'd broke him over and over for years, swearing to himself he'd be back- and when he'd return, it'd be for blood.
Soon after his escape (thanks to the help from a spirit of an old school friend,) Mark was reunited with childhood school friends and forced his way in to their lives and home, also claiming it as his own. After settling into a more normal sort of life style for a year or so, he knew exactly what he needed to do from now on and going forwards. Destroy the ever-living fuck out of any and every single pedophile he could get his furious, vicious little hands on. He was filled with agony, hatred and bitterness for most men, and trained himself daily until he felt he was ready. 

Dawning a dark and mysterious outfit, with the help of his spirit friend Susan, he prowls the night turning predators into victims.

Abilities: Mark is one hell of a shit brick house, despite his lanky and lithe demeanor. The reasoning behind this is because he's cut off most of his emotions, and doesn't allow himself to feel much pain. That doesn't mean he doesn't, of course, but he's quite resilient. He can withstand heavy amounts of pain, though is not immune to it. He can also fly, though after long periods of time his wings get tired- it's like if he were running. Besides that, he's a smart guy and uses custom-altered sickles as a weapon, plus a whip. 

Weaknesses: As mentioned, Mark is fairly exposed as he's mostly human in appearance. He can fly but his wings grow tired. Besides that, in his early days he's still nervous and terrified of what he's doing, thus prone to mistakes.

Health Notes: Mark's main downfall is his mental health. Guy really isn't healthy mentally, he has severe depression among other things and all of it as culminated into a man who is not afraid to murder people who he feels deserves to be murdered. He often finds himself wounded during battle since he's reckless and destructive, though his pals Iris and Chi help keep him healed up whenever he's injured.

Rumors: There is small talk of a man who flies through the night preying on people, however this is a misunderstanding. At least, mostly. His prey is very select...He would never hurt a woman or child. He also has a habit of stealing things and sometimes is recognized as a theif.

Other: 

Hates small-talk, he feels his brain is beyond such futile conversation and requires more stimulating exchanges. 

He kinda smells sometimes, mostly because properly cleaning his wings is a pain in the ass and he hardly has time for that shit.

KIND of a garbage picker and kleptomaniac (AS CROWS DO).

He would do anything for Susan. She is incredibly important to him.

Eventually gets a cute mouse girlfriend, a lil lady named Chi who he secretly hateloves...Cough...Adores. 

Pretends to brush everything off but most likely will take out the pent up rage of irritating conversations later.

Is repulsed by sex, and does not partake in it for obvious reasons. Nor does he look for relationships. Chi was a fluke.

Pretty much ALWAYS tired.

Has a massive sweet tooth and hAtES it.