Rasius has a cold, hard shell that few get to see pasted. He keeps his walls up at all times, other than when he is alone. Most would be inclined to think this male has no feelings of compassion in his body whatsoever upon first meeting him. This is not true, he simply keeps such feelings buried so deep down he's not even sure he can feel it. It's very rare for him to show anything that would be considered a positive emotion by most, usually showing instead cold indifference or firey anger. For the most part, he does his best to show indifference about everything, speaking monotonously or displaying no interest even when presented with something he enjoys. Despite the mask of indifference, he tends to be blunt and snarky. It's not always purposely, though sometimes it is, he just doesn't realize he is being that way most of the time. This mask is easy to break through by pushing the wrong buttons. One second he could be cool as an ice cube and the next be a blazing inferno, which is a side you do not want to see of this male. He shows no mercy if you get him too fired up and there's a good chance you'll get at least a couple limbs tore off.

Deep down, hidden beneath the indifference and anger is a male ho simply wants to live a life where he doesn't constantly have to worry about checking over his shoulder. He's paranoid, to say the least, and sure everyone is out to get him in one way or another. Even if there are no signs of betrayal, he'll keep an eye on anyone he meets for quite awhile. He can also be quite the suck up if there's something in it for him, which could be anything ranging from free food to a safe spot to sleep for the night. Even if he may seem like the type to betray his friends if it benefits him, he's the exact opposite and will defend them at all costs. He is fiercely loyal, to the point of being blind to their faults and shortcomings, and would do anything in his power to keep the very few who manage to get close safe and happy.

Rasius grew up on the streets with no family to speak of. Without anyone to depend on, he had to figure out everything for himself. It was brutal and he'd often go to sleep bruised and in pain from getting beat up by others when he did something "wrong" according to them. After a year of suffering such injuries, he snapped and started hurting others to "prove" he was tough and get them to leave him alone. Soon he became one of the "top dogs" that everyone knew not to get on the bad side of. Still, even being safely secured as someone not to mess with, he feared being put right back into square one. So he hid away, making only rare appearances whenever he needs something.

To this day he still lives in an old abandoned house at the edge of the city he grew up in. Him appearing in the nicer part of the city is still uncommon for him, but it's decently likely that you could find him lurking around the deserted suburbs with some gang "buddies". Sometimes he will wander off near the edges of what he considers his territory, making sure no one enters without his knowledge. For the most part, he will let anyone through who wants to, with a harsh warning of how stupid they are, though he doesn't let kids enter, normally by scaring them off. Though he claims he does it because he doesn't want any kids getting in his way, it's actually because he sees his old self in them and doesn't want them turning out the same way he did.