xazem

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{§ - Name: hazem.
{§ - Description: ...

{§ - Weapon: wooden staff
"Forget-me-not stick. Don't forget to give him a kick."
(+ 121 ATK)
{§ - Armor: brown coat.
"It covers almost everything, even the soul. Just a little."
(+ 40 DEF + 121 HP)
{§ - Soul patience? (cruelty?)
{§ - Race: human (undead?)
{§ - Age:121
{§ Ability's Souls is his soul, it's patience. In close symbiosis with cruelty, poison. His soul is capable of minor telekinesis and the ability to move objects, but the rot has warped his soul, so he's lost his usual ability of patience.
(Teleportation, telekinesis) The symbiosis gave him the ability to create small spaces, a sort of dome in which everything rots, be it living beings or magic. But this same dome also accelerates the spread of rot throughout his body, so he uses it only rarely.
{§ Abilities - decay
The ability to make one "rot"
Living organisms. A few blows from his hand on an opponent causes them to rot.
(Closer to 50% HP, the enemy becomes a piece of flesh, incapable of movement, let alone fighting. If he touches him again, when the enemy has less than 35% HP, he will kill him. The soul also rots.)
His strength, speed, and reaction are enhanced by necro-energy.
{§ - Story: Hazem wasn't always like this. Many years ago, crazy experiments were conducted at the Project 121 Horizon lab: scientists were trying to imbue people with the powers of monsters. Hazem became a test subject.
Whether he chose to or not, he doesn't remember. And anyone who did remember is long gone.
The essence of the project was to create an "Artificial Soul" from magical energy that was capable of holding the power of the souls of people and monsters simultaneously in a shell.
During a laboratory disaster, the magical core exploded. Hazem was mortally wounded. But it was used for an experiment; a "heart" was implanted in his hands. It spread, replacing his bones and flesh, turning his hand green, almost rotting. He can return after death, but each time, his empathy dulls. He is a Revenant.

Being raised by an unloved parent was a daily torture. She wasn't just cold; she viewed him as a mistake, a burden left over from the divorce. There was no love in the house, only patience and duty.
For Hazem, this girl became more than just a romantic interest. She was the only being in the entire universe who saw him as more than "his mother's mistake" or "Pablo's unlucky brother," but as a person.
The first confirmation of existence: For the first time, someone looked at him without judgment. She gave him what he had been deprived of since birth—unconditional acceptance.
She became his personal world. When you spend your whole life feeling like an outsider, you cling to the only anchor that keeps you from falling into the abyss of alienation.
When she fell ill, for Hazem it wasn't just a "medical fact." It was the return of that same childhood feeling—he was being abandoned again. The world was once again taking away his only proof that he deserved love.
It was this childhood trauma that defined his path as a "savior." He couldn't control his parents' divorce. He couldn't make his mother love him. But he believed he could control life and death. For him, the girl's death represented the ultimate "injustice of the world," which he vowed to correct at any cost.
His subconscious envy of Pablo's father's love, while he himself was not, played a nasty role. When Hazem sacrificed his brother for his own ends, it wasn't just a scientific experiment. It was a twisted act of revenge for the fact that Pablo always "got everything," even when Pablo was innocent.
Hazem never learned to love himself. He always sought confirmation of his worth externally: first in a girl's love, then in his "great mission" to save reality. When he realized that his mission was turning him into a monster, he wasn't surprised. Deep down, because of that very mother who didn't love him, he always believed that he was a monster and that he was who he was, a wanderer with a green Kopishon.
Hazem is