D'ecay

Name: D'ecay

Nickname(s)/Fake Name: Drec, D, Mister D

Real Fullname: Drecaylas

Physical Characteristics

Race: God of Decay from Kristal

Height: 223cm

Gender: Male/Nonbinary

Pronouns: He/him, They/them

Body type: androgynous, Feminine waist/hips & thighs. his male parts below the waist are unique.

Skin: light greyish tone mixed with human skin tone

Hair: Black and shaved on the sides. Long on top, black roots and gradually turns pastel blue at the ends.

Ears: Droopy ears, with black tips.

Eyes: Right; completely black like a void. Left; Black sclera with greyblueish eyes + white pupil. Third eye; Black sclera with two blue rings.

Expressions: gloomy, occasional half face smirks.

Hands/Arms: Four arms, normal black tipped hands covered by silver armor claws attached to gloves. Extra set of arms are black and skeletal, his bones resemble a blue labradorite gemstone.

Feet: long toes with black claws and black toned tips.

Tattoos/markings: Black neck tattoo, that stops above his collarbone. Black spine pattern down his back. Black lines across face. Two black lines coming from his bottom lip.

Distinguishing features: Skeletal black bone tail, blue gemstones on forehead, and some smaller gemstones around his body. Torn off cheek on the right side of his face.

Clothing: Blue and black and grey tones. furred shoulders, silver armor pieces on fingers and shins. Clothes partially ripped and worn. Waist corset.

Wears a skull mask around other Gods or when he's feeling extra.

Personality:

Gloomy, lacks energy in the way he acts or shows his emotions.

Craves for contact with other people, but struggles to show it, and is often misunderstood. (He's shy & anxious.) Plus, can be too rough by accident when he doesn't realize his strength.

Due to his dark aura, people tend to mistake him for a malicious entity, while in reality, he doesn't wish to harm anyone.

Makes weird animal noises, blamed by the fact he has lived in the woods most of his life.

Admires the sleeping God, due to him being the only God that doesn't show disgust towards him.

Naive, easily mislead with certain words or actions. Why he occasionally helps people without realizing said action is 'bad' in other people's eyes. His brain is too rotten to have any braincells.

Growls when angry.

Craves acknowledgement

Timid/Stiff, hard time relaxing in the presence of people.

Possessed mode; Cold, arrogant posture, his aura becomes calm, but terrifying. Less resistance to use his powers.

Likes: Sleeping God (worships him), landscapes, animals, bones

Dislikes: People, especially those that harm animals.

Hobbies: Collecting bones.

Voice: Throaty , Smoky, toneless.

Skills/Powers:

Inhuman sight; Can see farther than normal human eyes.

Decay; Able to decay anything his black goo touches, by will. Shapes his black goo that he emits from his body into animals; reptiles, mammals, butterflies. If bitten by said animals, the decay spreads faster. The biggest animals he has made with it are monstrous mix of multiple animals. Another shape he often uses is extra hands made out of black goo.

Immortality; Ageless. As a Kristal God, he is blessed with a body that will never fully die. He can reattach and regrow broken body parts. The only way to temporary kill him is to completely destroy his body. This will cause his memories to reset and his body will regrow into a crystal over the years until his body is reshaped and reborn.

Backstory: Nobody knows where they came from, where he came from, some believe that the Gods were created by the world itself, right from the crystallized earth and some believe they were sent there in crystal prisons by a higher being. Most of them woke up at the same time in a non-populated world, only animal creatures wandered the Kristal World at the time. D'ecay was one of the early wakers, but he didn't come out of his crystal until a week had passed.

Gradually each of the Gods radiated towards eachother, until everyone was gathered together, in a world devoid of people. The second D'ecay tried to get close to them, each of them backed away from him, as if by instict. Their faces full of disgust, of horror. The air that radiated from D'ecay made them uncomfortable, each of them kept their distance from him and would react violently if touched by him. Such attitude has stuck around since then.

Most of the Gods went their separate ways to figure out the world, to grow, to make a place of their own. Some went together, while some alone. D'ecay, he wanted to follow the others, but was rejected by each. Disheartened, D'ecay wandered alone, the ground under his feet crumbled with each step, decayed like if he was 'death' itself. His first experiences with the wild life, ended badly, life stolen by the black goo that poured out of his skin like sweat. Unaware of how to control his powers, many long nights were spent alone, sitting in one spot, hungry, with decayed remains of nature around him.  

Years passed, more than one can imagine, in self isolation, his powers calmed down. Realization of, his negativity had flared his powers, until he retraced his steps and noticed how once decayed grass had regrown into a wilder, brighter grass. Change, life from death. His actions hadn't been permanent, he had helped it grow stronger. The only things he couldn't get back were the animals, only their bones remained, bones that he gathered and began to treasure.

With his powers controlled, the Gods began to make contact with him, realizing his usefulness to them. D'ecay helped, because he wanted to be of use, not realizing his actions angered others. The population of people had increased, creations of Gods. Which made spreading rumors faster, especially by those that feared his powers. By those that were taken by his powers, by the order of their God that created them. A God who made D'ecay the target, not admitting their own involment in the massacre of people.

Such moments happened occasionally over the years, and D'ecay, hungry, for acceptance by the Gods kept telling himself, from decay comes new life, he's not doing anything wrong. It wasn't until he made contact with a God trapped in a crystal, slumbering, that he found comfort, of acceptance. He felt it, felt their presence, strong, accepting. It's like it enveloped his whole body in a comfortable hug. First time he felt truly 'needed', unknown to why, he only knew, he should keep visiting him, to wait for him.

After realization hit, of how the other Gods treated him, D'ecay secluded himself where he always was, where he lived, the expanding forest, untouched by most. Surrounded by wild life, of creatures native to Kristal. The animals gradually began to trust him, and he trusted himself in return not to hurt them.

To this day, he spends most of his days in the forest, and one can hear him talking to the animals or grumbling to himself.