About

TITLE: Rage Incarnate

HALO: Barbed Wire

Chasm takes nothing seriously, the direr the situation, the funnier he finds it. He won’t lift a finger for others unless he’s being compensated in some way for it. He’s almost too quick to jump to violence as a viable solution. Call it trigger happy, if you will. He does most things for the Aesthetic, even going as far to pretend to follow the rules of gravity during combat to pull off some weird jumping attack. He’s so extra, seriously. He’s also painfully obnoxious, lazy, petty, and unnecessarily difficult to work with. Astronomically few people can actually stand his presence for more than like two days, but that saves Chasm the trouble of figuring out who is worth keeping around. He just kinda ignores people he isn't interested in talking to. Despite his brutish nature, he’s surprisingly cunning. He’s pretty good at talking himself out of some deep shit. He has no sense of trust or loyalty, and an incredibly strong sense of vengeance. He can hold a grudge for decades. His arrogance will be his downfall; he legitimately believes that nothing can kill him, even after being killed the first time. Very prone to angry outbursts, and capable of acts of extreme cruelty. He often lets his emotions cloud his judgement. He’d honestly rather die again than admit he’s still deeply confused about his past life. He buries personal problems under impulsive actions. Like, he desperately avoids dealing with them. He’ll also never admit that the theft of his first axe absolutely destroyed him, that man took everything away from him that night. He’s not exactly a softie underneath the loud, brutish exterior, but he’s less of an asshole than he portrays himself to be. Fear the silent Chasm; he becomes incredibly quiet when he’s either truly, honestly enraged, or deeply, horribly sad. He’s not a hugely social person, either. You’re more likely to find him hanging back in social situations. He becomes incredibly defensive when people ask him too many questions about himself, partially because it’s rarely any of their damn business to being with, but also partially because he lacks answers to even the most basic of questions. If he was ever capable of having friends, or at least people he trusted, he’d be viciously protective of them. His philosophy of ‘fuck shit, get money’ has led to nearly a century long joyride for him, and nearly a century of inconveniencing the rest of the living population. Yet, no one can seem to kill this guy again.

BIO

Chasm straight up doesn’t remember his life before age 87. He just woke up in the woods one day with nothing but an axe he couldn’t even lift, the faintest idea of his name, and a voice in his head telling him to get stronger. Lacking any other direction in their life, he just listened to the voice. And so he trained. After enough time spent in almost complete isolation, the axe became almost like an extension of himself, a tool used to masterfully exert his will  on the world around him. It was around this time that he rejoined society. He started a fighting career by entering back combat rings, then did a short stint of mercenary work/bodyguarding before he realized that he really liked destroying things more than protecting them. This lead him back to competitive combat, this time in mostly legally sanctioned arenas. He worked up the ranks under the stage name ‘Rage Incarnate,’ eventually making quite a name for himself as one of the bigwigs of gladiatorial combat. His brutality and proficiency with a comically large axe made him a popular contender in one on one combat to the death. He buried the questions he had about his past, and the voice he first heard when he woke up at the back of his mind. Life was great.
And then it ended.
He was challenged by an older elvish man to a fight in an underground ring after a day in the arena. Not only did Chasm beat him, he absolutely humiliated him. Under cover of darkness, the man followed Chasm out of town, and waited until he was asleep to exact revenge for the stripping of his honor. He slit his throat, took his axe as a trophy, looted his body and then dumped him unceremoniously into a ditch on the side of the road.
And Chasm wakes up in the woods alone, again. Without his axe. And he’s pissed. As far as he’s concerned, he was born with that axe, as it is the only tie to his life before he lost his memories, it was his everything. Which is exactly what that man took from him: everything. He swears vengeance on the person that stole it from him, and it is that oath that helps keep him tied to the Material Plane. He will not rest until he properly avenges this extremely personal offense.