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Name: Nodin
Species: Aerico-human (Because of his human blood, he takes the form of a human and cannot change into a normal Aerico demon, unseen in the air.)
Abilities: Main Power: Toxic breath (whenever he exhales through his mouth, he's breath is filled with plague and disease. He has no control over this power) Other Powers(Basic Demon Qualities (that are weakened because of his human blood)): Invulnerability(though he's been breathing in plagues and diseases and has been sick his whole life, he won't die from it), Longer lifespan (though he ages at the same rate as normal humans), Super Stanima (does not need as much food, water, or sleep as humans(he doesn't eat or drink unless he really needs it, but he sleeps a lot despite not needing it everyday)
Age: 25
Height: 6'4"
Hair: Black
Eye Color: Baby blue (Same color as his mother's)
Skin Color: Sickly pale
Residence: Vancouver, Canada (Born in Swindon, England, the place where his mother lived)
Personality: Indifferent and introverted. He chooses not to speak and instead nods, shakes his head, or shrugs to answer any question (whether it's a yes or no question or not). He will write things out on a notepad or type it up on his cellphone if he ever feels like he has anything to say (which is extremely rare). He's become a paranoid germaphobe (specifically his germs) and constantly cleans or replaces anything he touches, afraid of accidentally spreading sickness where he lives. Other than being clean, he doesn't really care about anything else. Despite his solitude and tendency to be oblivious to what's around him, he's very intelligent, usually getting lost in his own deep thoughts. When someone is talking to him, he may have a lot to say back, but will end up just writing a short sentence as his response because he doesn't want to put the effort in writing all of his thoughts out. He tends to be forgetful, and he likes sleeping.
Appearance: A tall, sickly young man
Outfit/Style: Casual. Usually wears slip on shoes or converses, skinny jeans (because they’re the only things that will fit him), some kind of T-shit and a Khaki hooded Jacket
Looks: Giant bags under eyes, red, irritated eyes that are sunken in, several layers of flu masks, tall, lanky body structure, can see muscles only because he's so skinny, long, skinny fingers, prominent Adam's apple
Likes: learning new things, sleeping, people watching, and adorable things (like kittens and bunnies)
Dislikes: having to put in effort in things he doesn't feel are important
Strengths: Always a clear thinker, no matter the situation. He rarely lets his emotions (if he has any) keep him from making logical decisions. However, this can make him seem merciless.
Weakness: Does not understand teamwork and emotion. Tends to be straightforward and ignores the emotional side of things, causing him to be unsympathetic.
Fears: Seeing people die, germs
Relationships: He’s not really good at talking to people (because he doesn’t talk at all XD) so he is usually misunderstood. Because he likes thinking and imagining different scenarios about other people so much, he tends to make up friendships with other people and pretends to have conversations with them. Sometimes he may think he knows someone just because he thinks about him or her so much. Nodin’s only real relationship is with his dad, Sam. His dad was the one that raised him after his mom died, and he’s the only one that’s ever heard Nodin speak (but the last time he heard him was 15 years ago). Nodin’s dad is extremely protective of him and loves him a lot, though he’s not good at showing it.
Family: Hannah McCalman (Mother); Sammael (Alias his Dad uses)
History: When Hannah conceived Nodin, she fell gravely ill. Throughout her pregnancy, her conditioned continually worsened, her child acting as a parasite feeding off of her life force. Sam was forced to raise and control Nodin due to his inability to control his own disease filled breath, and stayed with him until adult hood. Nodin lives in an apartment in Vancouver, constantly trying to control his breath, watching as the world passes by him.
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