SeaofaBloodiedSwarm
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A cosmic-known project conducted by an anonymous faction of scientists to tamper with the remains of the Aeon of Propagation, Tayzzyronth.
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PrayerofthelastChrysalis
name Renatus.
alias Rene, Nathan, Sire Swarm.
age ???.
pronouns They / It.
species Half Human, Half Swarm King.
birthdate 9/02.
sexuality Biromantic Asexual.
location N/A.
appearance
height 6'5.
weight 61 kg / 134.4 lbs.
eyes ???.
hair Off black.
skin tone Peachy Tan.
scars Left cheek, Shoulders, Back.
voiceclaim Alucard — Castlevania
biography Once human, they were implanted with a fragment believed to originate from Tayzzyronth, an act that transformed flesh into vessel, and vessel into hive. Over time, their body became a host to an ever-growing swarm, blurring the boundary between individual and colony, and leading the scientists to classify it as an unstable Swarm King.Unlike the mindless hordes that consumed worlds in blind propagation, Renatus retained awareness, restraint, and an unsettling sense of self. To Glamoth’s forces however, that distinction meant little. They were hunted as a living hive, an irregular anomaly that moved like a man but carried a colony beneath skin and bone.It was during this conflict that they repeatedly crossed paths with AR-4726, an Iron Cavalry soldier assigned to anti-Swarm extermination campaigns. Their first encounters were violent, hive against steel. She sought to destroy it as another aberration of propagation.Yet survival forced repeated confrontations, and repeated confrontations bred recognition. What began as hostility sharpened into rivalry, then reluctant understanding, and finally an attachment neither was meant to survive.As war and attrition consumed Glamoth, AR-4726 began succumbing to Entropy Loss Syndrome, the slow unraveling that haunted many of its engineered soldiers. Even as memory, stability, and selfhood began to deteriorate, she continued to fight. Renatus, an existence that housed countless lives yet could not preserve one fading soul, remained powerless to halt her decline.Her death bloomed unwanted feelings they developed.Following the collapse of conflict, Renatus vanished from battlefront records and resurfaced only as an anomaly pursued by organizations such as the IPC and Sanctus Medicus. Quiet, detached, and passively observant, they now wander Planarcadia as both survivor and colony, an enemy that once learned how to grieve what stood against it.
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Lines : First MeetingRefer to us as you wish. However, we prefer the name "Renatus". Any other nickname akin to this name will be tolerated, as long as no hostile intent is put into it. Lines : GreetingsHmph, we suppose the weather out is tolerable. We commend your efforts for such a place to meet in. Now, do you require anything? Lines : PartingIt is... Unusual for us to properly announce our departure towards a person, though we assume our status of condition is relevant to you, no? If this is all of the labor for today, we hope you don't mind that we part. Quite frankly, we're exhausted. Lines : About Self: Renatus"We are many", "We are one". Both statements are true. The Swarm remembers every voice it has ever heard, but somewhere along the way, one voice began speaking louder than the others. That voice... Hatched into Renatus. Lines : About Self: Pair of ShadesOften we'd be criticized because of the appearance of our eyes, some said it was disgusting, abstract, brutal even. We'd say brutal is an over-exaggeration, that's why we bought these shades around Seafeld City. It was fairly cheap, and effectively durable. Lines : About Self: Speargun: The Absolute StingPeople often assume The Absolute Sting is difficult to carry, considering its weighty appearance. It is not. The difficult part is convincing local authorities that it is, in fact, a tool and not a public safety concern. Our success rate remains disappointingly low. Lines : Chat: BathsSome may depict this behavior of ours... Appalling, repugnant, disgusting, even. However, we must clarify that we struggle to operate under drenched conditions. Parts of our... Hive, panic when exposed to water, leading to incoordination. We can operate normally under heavy rains and such, drenching our body in water however? A completely different tale. Lines : Chat: DrinksAn unusual topic to bring up, but we're not quite fond of silence either. What calms us down is a cold glass of dairy in the night, while bathing in the cold air produced by your air conditioner. An odd fact, we don't exactly prefer strong flavors, we prefer it on a milder level, creamy, sweet. Lines : Chat: "We"You find it strange? Well, we suppose it's reasonable, it's not everyday you see someone refer to themselves as "we" instead of "I". You see, we refer to ourselves like that because we're not exactly one being. An infestation of insects in one vessel. Right, we suppose you already know. Lines : Chat: SleepContrary to popular belief, regeneration is not pleasant. Imagine repairing a damaged building while still residing inside it. The process is exhausting, and we find ourselves sleeping far more than we'd care to admit. Lines : Chat: CrowsCrows have become a recent fascination of ours, intelligent creatures indeed they are. Social, adaptable, capable of recognizing faces for years after a single encounter. They remember kindness. They remember cruelty as well. We find that admirable. One has been following us for several weeks now. We are uncertain whether it is fond of us, or waiting for us to die. Lines : HobbiesRecently, we've taken to feeding crows. They are pleasant company. Unlike most people, they seldom ask uncomfortable questions. They do, however, steal things. We suspect this is their method of expressing affection, regardless, we've expressed our concern towards this matter at the person who sent them to us. Should she learn how to lecture her crows next time.
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| ㅤ Trailblazer ㅤ | Acquaintances | The "big hero", as the detective titles them. We're unfamiliar with the vessel of the stellaron, however, we're unwilling to tap into their hostility due to their capabilities. |
| ㅤ Sunday ㅤ | Strangers | A member of The Family boarding the express? Quite the addition. We do not get a say in this, though we must admit, his abilities displayed upon the Seafeld TV Tower is... Intriguing. |
| ㅤ Pearl ㅤ | Strangers | The CEO of Planarcadia, other than that, we never spoke to each other. The intellitron's part of the IPC, we dare not approach her, for it could lead us to harm. |
| ㅤ Ashveil ㅤ | Close Friends | The detective was... Wary of us at first, hostile even. However, we managed to get him to warm up to us with patience and understanding. Though living in such poor conditions, do not underestimate him. Behind the that white-clad intuition lies a secret. Despite our status however, his mouth remains taped shut about it. Other than that, we maintain an active relationship. He showed us around Planarcadia when we were still unfamiliar with the place, even took us to this... Noodle joint. It wasn't like any other form of sustenance we've had before, quite frankly, it was delicious. |
| ㅤ Rappa ㅤ | Friend | During her stay in Planarcadia, assuming she was searching for the detective, we bumped into her. She's a theatrical mess, though, part of us finds it strangely endearing. We taught her the art of stealth and agility, like deduction from the detective. |
| ㅤ Boothill ㅤ | Strangers | Other than hearing Rappa ramble about him, we never actually got to see him yet. Judging by her description, we're under the impression he's quite the flamboyant cowboy. |
| ㅤ Sparxie ㅤ | Strangers | We do not engage in online content, especially within the streaming industry. Miss Sparxicle threw quite a tantrum back at Graphia Academy, quite frankly, it was amusing to watch. Like a child piping down after discipline. We do not hate her, however, we do find her mildly irritating. |
| ㅤ Nihilux ㅤ | Strangers | We like to indulge in fiction every once in a while, that does include comics. Though we can't say the Fluffy caught our attention immediately, it was certainly an entertaining first read. Miss Colt has really made a name for herself among the city streets of Planarcadia like Miss Sparxicle, however, according to the detective, she also made a name for herself in her own workplace establishment, a negative one. |
| ㅤ Firefly ㅤ | Confidant | That girl, she works for the stellaron hunters now, yes? We believe we've clashed before, back when she was still part of the Cavalry, under Glamoth. AR-4726 was friends with her, and we managed to become part of that branch eventually. Whenever we look at that girl, we still see her in those eyes. Not that it's worth dwelling back on. |
| ㅤ Asat Pramad ㅤ | Like (Borderline Crush) | The Lord Ravager? So he's the one responsible for the recent ruin in arcadia. We were heading out earlier to take a walk around Seafeld's shore, only to feel the quakes of his mass destruction. We were part of the evacuees that the monkey rescued, so we could only observe Mr. Pramad's doings from the sidelines. We must admit, despite the calamity he inflicted, he was quite the gentleman with a sense of humor. We find that aspect of him attractive, though it doesn't quite excuse the aliases he went under. Still, we'd love to get a chance to meet him once more. |