Character backgrounds

[Ponic]

If you want, figured you could just post a quick background of your characters here, doesn't have to be anything too fancy and it's optional, obviously lol, not like I'm going to stalk you till you post

[Mumiyoshi]

Yamiken[/u]
Oda Nobunaga, despite being the heir to a powerful clan, never wanted to take part in the politics of the land. This was in part due to an incident which occured in his youth. While walking in the woods near his home, he was suddenly confronted by a tall, pale-skinned woman with black hair and wispy, black clothes. When asked what she was doing there, she answered that she had come to present him with a choice - the path of light and self-sacrifice, or the path of darkness, solitude and ambition. Nobunaga chose the latter, thinking that solitude appealed more to him than serving others. The woman, smiling, then pressed a orb of dark energy to him, after which he became unconcious. When he came to, the woman was gone. Her identity, to this day, remains unknown.

From that day forth, Nobunaga found he could use Darkness magic, and to a limited extent influence the minds of others. He kept this a secret, seeking to study it alone, and for this reason detested even more the prospect of the responsiblities of leadership. Considered something of an eccentric for his active shirking of the traditional rules of class and etiquette, as well as this aforementioned attitude, his clan's retainers didn't much want him to rule either. But when his father died in an epidemic, Nobunaga found his life threatened as supporters of his younger brother for the position of clan head attempted to eliminate, leading to the death of his mentor. Thus, Nobunaga was forced to take the power he had been born to - and it was here that his ambition begun.

When he had finally seized total control of his clan, Nobunaga found his position threatened almost instantly, as a powerful rival from the east sought to conquer his lands. Victory should have been impossible. His advisers told him to surrender. Instead, Nobunaga took the initiative and attacked his rival. Taking the enemy forces by surprise, even then Nobunaga and his allies seemed doomed to failure - as their opponents recovered from the initial surprise attack, Nobunaga was surrounded, his personal bodyguards all having been eliminated, he himself hanging on only through his rudimentary command of Darkness. He was rescued, however, by a mysterious and powerful individual who identified himself as a Shadow Wielder - Hattori Hanzou. Hanzou told a stunned Nobunaga that he saw great power in the young warlord, and that he was the only one worthy in this time of chaos to conquer the land. As a pledge of loyalty, Hanzou took the head of the enemy leader, ensuring victory for the Oda forces. And so Nobunaga escaped the jaws of defeat with fame and a powerful new servant. He also begun to seriously consider the possibility of seizing the entire land as his own.

Over the next two decades, Nobunaga went from strength to strength in his quest, defeating opponent after opponent. He seemed unstoppable. But he desired more - more than he could acquire in his lifetime. Even as he fought countless battles with material weapons, Nobunaga continued to explore the powers he had been gifted with in his youth, convinced that they had been given to him for a purpose. It was as he did this that he discovered a mysterious gem which, when he channeled some his power into it, projected an avatar which told him of the weapon which could extend his rule as far as he wished for - a mysterious and powerful demon named Yamata-no-Orochi. Nobunaga became more and more obsessed with this mythical serpent, and eventually, in the year 1582, 21 years after he had met Hanzou at that fateful early battle, discovered how to summon it. The final piece of the puzzle, the final artifcat which stood between him and his desires, was located at the Buddhist Temple of Honnou-ji, in Kyoto. Eager to fufill his dream, Nobunaga went straight there with only a minimal retinue.

But one of his most loyal retainers, Hashiba Hideyoshi as he was known then, was worried by this development. He was one of the few Nobunaga had confided to - and he was deeply shocked that his lord was willing to dabble with such powerful forces. Deciding that the only option open to him was to kill Nobunaga, Hideyoshi manipulated another of the warlord's retainers, a man named Akechi Mitsuhide, into betraying his lord. And so, when Nobunaga rushed to Honnou-ji with barely a soul to guard him, Mitsuhide saw his chance, and led the army entrusted to him by Nobunaga himself to the temple to force his lord's suicide.

So it was that the most powerful of his time passed into infamy and the pages of history. But Nobunaga's story was not finished yet. After nearly 500 years in the depths of Hell, Nobunaga somehow escaped (or was returned...) to the world of the living. Taking the new name Yamiken to conceal his identity, he once more began working towards summoning Orochi. Secretly summoning several of his old retainers from the grave as well, Yamiken was able to evade capture from the resurrected heroes sent to oppose him and managed to secure the katana Oroken at Honnou-ji. Then, on the nearby Mount Tennou, he finally succeeded in summoning the demonic beast.

For a time, it seemed as if Yamiken would finally acheive the domination he desired - even though he had now extended his sights to include all of creation. He even managed to resurrect his old army, granting them new and terrifying powers, and looked to have secured the services of the powerful Chinese warrior Lu Bu. But, just as he was at his height, Yamiken was attacked and gravely weakened by Skylos Pantech and Date Masamune at his base at Azuchi. He escaped to Gifu, his other stronghold, only to be confronted with the once more rebellious Mitsuhide. To escape, he was forced to use the only ace he had left up his sleeve - breaking Oroken, which both granted him control over Orochi and limited the mighty serpent's otherwise astronomical power levels. Doing so granted him the energy boost he needed to escape into the Universal Nexus, but it seemed he would be forced to leave Earth and his forces to their fate at the hands of the mighty demon.

But help arrived from an unexpected angle - Omni Pantech, whom Yamiken had perviously considered one of his strongest rivals, approached him and offered not death but the hand of friendship - something which Yamiken gladly, if bewilderdly, accepted. With Yamiken healed by Omni, the two joined forces against Orochi, and were able to break the crystal holding the serpent's power together into eight once more, drastically weakening it and allowing it to be finished off by a coalition of Yamiken's other rivals. Omni and Yamiken divided the eight shards between the two of them, promising to hide them - although one of Yamiken's was promptly stolen by Xiahou Dun, servant of his enemy Cao Cao. Perhaps more imporatnly, with the power of the crystal shards, Yamiken was able to rescue his army and take it with him on a new path of conquest accross the universes...

[Ponic]

Ponic

Born in the shadow relm, during the time of occupation by the shadow warriors, Ponic's life was never one of easy going. When he was a boy he fell in love with a girl named Keera, only to see her killed by an assasin payed by the shadow king to start breaking Ponic down. His brother was murdered by shadow warriors, and his family was taken away from him then executed, Ponic then had an evil version of himself named Izerion, on Halloween Izeiron would always take over Ponic and use his body to commit horrible acts, and once even went to such extreme length of murdering an entire city in the shadow relm, all in culmination of Izerion to ascend to king of the Earth as he brought the shadow relm upon it, and enslaved all of humanity. Ponic left the shadow relm to try to do good on Earth, he found his friends and together they faught back to break Ponic's destiny. Ponic has also taken his own life to allow for his friends to live, and that is his strongest and weakest quality. His extreme want to help others, even at the cost of his life, which at times has gotten him into sticky situations, Ponic's brother was also returned to him but killed a second time by the legendary shadow weilder Hanzo, Ponic's only past life now is Keera who was returned to life by Alice, he still cares deeply for her, but sadly other enemies have seen this and have used Keera as bait to lure Ponic into traps at times.

Ponic has mastered the art of shadow weilding more and more over time, but has always been afraid to tap it's full potential as a result he holds back quite a bit, his past has always plagued him and has caused him to be afraid of power, and able to make him extremly angry when one compares him to Izerion, despite his usually calm and collected nature. His anger can be great and at times uncontrollable, Ponic has shown he can come up with strategies, to help eliminate problems and now that he feels accepted with his friends is able to trust again. Sadly with still a knowing the Izeiron is a result of him, whenever something happens by Izerion's hand Ponic still blames a small piece of himself, but being a rather private being doesn't outwardly say it much. Ponic always would do anything to keep all of his friends safe from harm, including being hurt in somebody else's place

[Ponic]

Niko

Niko was born in the days of magic of the Earth. Before the technology revolutions came around and waved them out of existence. Niko is very secretive about his past, despite how long he has apparently been living for his age is that of a 15 year old by sight. In reality he is atleast 639-700 years old. Niko used magical power derived from his magical book which is written in an old dialect that few can read, only those with a strong background in magic may be able to vaguley understand it. The secrets within the book are to Niko to remain as that, he has never let anyone look within it, and by where and how he is has had few friends in his life. Though Niko is a very happy person, he also has a pet bird named Spirit who is a black creasted eagle, last of it's kind. For Niko he is very attached to the bird, much of his past is in secret because it may effect his or others futures, which is the reason why few who have seen Niko's past have lived to talk about it. The last to read the secret words within Niko's book of spells was never heard from again either, in turn this has caused many to blame Niko and push him away.

Despite all this, Niko remains the spirited boy he is, and is welcoming of new friends, just never attempt to use his book unless he tells you to

[Mumiyoshi]

Morodin[/u]

The Death Human now known as Morodin is in fact a fusion of two souls.

The one originally inhabiting his body was born Oda Sousou, Terra 000's counterpart of Oda Nobunaga, later called Yamiken. Sousou had a similar encounter to Yamiken in his youth - however, his personality being opposite, he chose the Light soul rather than the Dark soul. This, combined with his natural disposition, gave him an intense desire to bring peace to the land, and so his career in fact ended up mirroring Nobunaga's - up until a certain point. Like Nobunaga, Sousou too was eventually confronted with the prospect of his own mortality. However, where Nobunaga turned to the Daedra for help, Sousou instead began to look into extending his own lifespan. This eventually motivated him to try to turn himself into a Death Human. However, unable to find any existing Death Humans to transform him conventionally, he turned to more experimental methods. The ritual he eventually landed upon succeeded, but exacted a dreadful, twofold cost - his Light soul and his sanity.

Horrified by the reality of being a Death Human, Sousou quickly began to envy and then hate life with a zealous passion, and embarked upon a crusade to turn the entire population of his world into Death Humans like him. He seemed unstoppable until one young hero emerged to face him - a samurai called Toraken. After a titanic clash, Toraken did something drastic: he ejected Sousou out of reality and into the timestream. There, he fused with another soul...

This soul was nearly as old as the Universe itself. Morodin had been one the eight original avatars of the gods, but he had gone insane and been defeated by a certain warrior then banished by his brothers and sisters. Dead but not gone, he floated in the timestream for eons, slowly losing parts of his memory and what was left of his sanity, until he eventually encountered the similarly dispossessed Sousou. The two fused, becoming the Death Human now known as Morodin. Their energies combined allowed them to exit the timestream into the Universal Nexus of the Terra Series, though the experience left them - or him, rather - with some Time powers, as well as the ability to re-enter the timestream at any time, although he cannot go back further than the moment he originally left the timestream. He has however created a permanent abode there, similar in many ways to Omni's world.

Morodin has since embarked upon a quest to convert the entire Universe into Death Humans. He now claims to be saving it from itself by preventing life from triggering a cataclysm like that which ended the Nine Realms universe which Morodin (original) (along with the likes of Brimnus and Naga, incidentally) had originated from. There is, however, an obstacle - almost immediately, the avatar of the God of Light, Zuo Ci, placed a protective seal upon the altar at the Universal Nexus which prevents Morodin from travelling freely from one universe to another, even if he bypasses the Nexus. Therefore, Morodin spends most of his time chipping away at this seal with the limited Darkness powers he gained from the ritual which originally transformed Sousou into a Death Human. He has had some success, but his exploits have led him to tales of the Dark Dimension Stone which he feels is what he needs to break the seal fully and achieve his goals. He has therefore begun to divert more and more of his effort into acquiring this artefact... in whatever form it currently inhabits...

[Neon]

Demon Realm

Deep within a forsaken Valley lay a Secluded Village a variety of Inhabitants. Drifters, Powered humans, People of Many Religions, Etc. There was one man however who lived in a house surrounded by white roses outside of the village. He was a man growing weaker by the day. He was a retired scientist who wanted a life of peace. He kept a picture of his wife in his main office. She was a beautiful blonde woman who did everything with him. They both together had raised a bright young man who had endless possibilities. They both performed many experiments together and discovered many new things. But that was when it happened...A sudden experiment had gone horribly wrong. His son was left horribly disfigured from it. The man could only hold him close while he heard the boys moan slowly begin to go quieter and quieter. The help was not able to arrive on time. But once they had reached there, they saw no sightings of the man nor his only child.

That is what brought him to this abandoned old house outside this secluded old town. For ages he worked on his sons body..Recovering it as much as he could...Trying to bring some sort of life to it...Finally he invented a device that can steal pieces from his very soul and transfer into a desired object. He prepared the experiment to bring his son back. Once activated the device began to slowly suck desired pieces from the mans very soul itself. However something had gone wrong in the middle of this process. And only the mans parts of Envy and his love of Creation were transferred into the body. Slowly its fingers began to twitch as its mouth opened. Success! The experiment was complete!

"Nathan?" He called out to the boy whose eyes were still closed as he slowly breathed. "Can you hear me Nathan? My name is Gordon Freeman. I'm your Father. "

The boys eyes slowly began to open revealing empty eye holes. During recovering the body he had to get rid of specific parts of his sons body trying to fix them.

The old man then began to realize something. "Are you my Nathan?" He asked the boy once again hoping for some sort of response.

But still there was nothing in response...

However the Scientist still basked in his success to bring the body back to life! However as he taught the boy he realized more and more how much it really wasn't his son. For a long time he taught him how to speak, how to count, how to feel, everything he possibly could as a scientist.

Day #65.

He appears to be growing slowly more intelligent. But I am starting to realize that whoever this is, is completely different from the Nathan I had raised from a child. When I leave for the market in the village I come home with strange looking dolls or some sort of toy in his room made of anything that it looks like he could find. Also I am starting to realize something else. When I had managed to surgically give him two new eyes they lasted for a few days but then began to go blind once again. I repeated this process over and over but keep on getting the same results. What in the world am I doing wrong?

This didn't just stop with the eyes however. The scientist constantly had to find a replacement for the boys heart who for a while would work but after a month or so would slowly kill itself. Among other organs that needed to be replaced.

Around Gordons old house was a garden of beautiful white roses. His wife loved white roses the most. The boy was always around the garden feeling the flowers and smelling them. He never picked them however, he kept them how they were all together.

One day the scientist found the boy walking around his room staring at the picture of his lost wife with his current eyes who were slowly fading.

"Who she..?" He asked very quietly as if each word was very fragile.

"Ah." Gordon Freeman said looking at his wife. "That is my wife. And technically your mother. Her name was Miranda. The most beautiful woman I had ever met in my life."

"What..happen..Mother..?" The boy asked.

"She died by very bad people. The world around us is filled with bad people who do bad things." He said to the boy.

"What happen..When die..?" The boy asked again.

The scientist had gone quiet. He wasn't sure quite how to word the boys question.

"When you die...You can no longer stay in this world anymore. And you move on to somewhere else that no one knows about here yet."

The boy looked at the scientist then went back to the picture. "Die.." He repeated quietly.

The boy had suddenly grown unwanted attention from people of the village. There would be small children outside throwing rocks at the mans house once they saw the boy standing by the window. They eylled out horrible things towards him like "Demon! Monster! Freak!" But one name the boy continuously heard was a name the kids had come up for him. "The Boogeyman." Things like Rumors seemed to always find a way to spread and be judged.

This among other things happened for years as the boy slowly grew more smart and intelligent. But Gordon started to realize the toys he began making looked rather...scary. He looked like he would be making voodoo dolls that resembled each of the people and kids that would come by their home. He even made small strange creatures that the scientist at times heard him talking to. He wouldn't call them toys however..he'd call them his eyes.

Soon Gordon's body was far too weak to be able to get to town and get supplies from the market. He had no other choice but to send the boy to fetch the errands they both needed. The boy would always go out at night when the town was more quiet but the shops were still open for business. One night however was different then the rather typical night lately...

The boy had begun to walk back home out of town when he heard the sound of someone screaming..He walked over to investigate the sudden interruption of Silence. There was a young teenage girl behind held tightly by a man with red hair and evil eyes. It seemed as though he was planning to rape this poor girl. The boy recognized him as a fire human that was one of the most well known and perhaps most liked in the town..Perhaps he wore many faces to those who couldn't see who he really was.

He suddenly noticed the boys presence from behind him. Clearly drunk he yelled “Hey you better get ou-” He said suddenly realizing who it was. “Your that freak! Go back to the hole you crawled in before I rip out your lungs!” He said returning back to the sobbing girl trying to escape.

“Let her go.” The boy said standing his ground towards the man.

The drunk fire human laughed as he hit the girl against the wall he pinned her too and faced the boy. Fire beginning to blaze in both his hands and move up his arms. The boy slowly stepped back as the fire human leaped towards him! Suddenly the boy felt as if his body was taking control..Blood suddenly flew everywhere as the boy opened his eyes. His hand was ripped through the fire humans chest. His face was both filled with pain and shock as it got more stiff and fell cold to the floor. The boy began to pull his hand from the mans chest feeling like something was being ripped inside as he saw the strange organ being held in his hand..It seemed to be one of the mans lungs. It felt as if it was calling him...Something the boy had never felt before...As if releasing some blocked Joy within his mind.

He reached back down retrieving the other Lung and holding it within his other hand. He looked up suddenly noticing the small girls shock holding herself against the wall shocked by all the blood. Another feeling began to overtake the boy...There was a stinging sensation on his chest as he took off his shirt seeing his chest area begin to open. The skin itself was lifting up where his lungs were. It began to get harder to breath as he looked down seeing his own lungs slowly being pushed out by his own body. They looked as if they were turning black, much less healthier then the other ones he was holding. They fell to the floor with a squishing sound as the boys eyes traced back up to his prizes. Before he even realized it he began to put the lungs within his own chest as it felt as if the Veins themselves reached out to hook onto the lungs and pull them in as well. The sudden horrible pain came back once again as the lungs were pulled within his body! Slowly the skin began to heal over itself. The horrible pain was then replaced by a feeling of warmth...It felt so good...It didn't quite feel complete but as if it were almost complete.

The boy took a deep breath of air with his new lungs as he licked his lips smiling with pure joy. What could have been happening? This feeling...I want more...more.... Once he put his shirt back on he looked back at the little girl but before he could say something a scream of someone behind him. A women followed by more people were walking their way. “Get that Monster away from my baby!” The women shrieked as large men rammed themselves into the boy covered in the fire humans blood and held him tight. The girl too scared to even speak from witnessing what had just happened was grabbed by her mother and held tightly.

“Murderer!” One of the men said bending down to see the fire humans face. “He must have died trying to save the little girl from this things clutches.” He said. With a swift motion he punched the boy in the face and spit on him. “I knew it was dangerous to let this boy walk among us! That crazy old man had probably planned this for some time!” The boy was being hit repeatedly by different men or women who felt the need to. Even if he had tried to say something he felt it would be ignored without a thought..

They tied the Boy up as people began to get torches and pitchforks and anything really they could carry to look threatening. It was as if these people were waiting a long time for an excuse to do this to him...Or at least feel less guilty about it...

They forced him on the ground near his home as one man stepped on the side of his face holding it down with all his force. They threw the torches on to the house to watch it burn to the ground. Some of the powered humans even used their powers to help with this. The boy struggled with all his might but there was no way he could overpower these people...He suddenly heard screaming! His father was still inside possibly too weak to get out of his own bed! The flames covered the entire house as people cheered letting out pure joy from the agony. The boy laid there listening to his fathers screams as he yelled in his own pain as if feeling the flames on his own body...Slowly his eyes began to burn..It seemed these recent ones were starting to die on him..Everything slowly began to go black as the glow from the flowing flames got dimmer and dimmer until it was completely dark...Leaving the boy with milky white Iris's. “ Bad people...” He heard the sound of children laughing around him and throwing rocks at him while he laid there. “Boogeyman! Demon!” They cried out constantly even making a song about it...

He heard the people's joys slowly go silent as he could hear their footsteps leaving him on the ground. He could still hear the sound of the burning wood and the screams of his father go silent as well...Left to lay there while the only one who truly loved him was burned to death. Why hadn't they burned him as well? Perhaps laying here was worse then death...After several hours taking up most of the night the burning finally started to stop...The sun was slowly starting to rise as the boy struggled more in the ropes. Everything felt so quiet...He could hear nothing but his own breathing and struggling and feeling the dirty cold ground underneath him. There was suddenly the sound of walking towards him. It wasn't a grown adult...The ropes suddenly felt looser and looser until they released his arms from his sides. Two hands helped the boy lift himself up as he heard her quiet voice. “Lastnight...Thanks for saving me..” She said. She looked over at his burned house as she looked back up at him. “I'm sorry..I...I tried to stop them..I really did..” Was all she could muster out to say.

The boy said nothing as he turned around and walked towards the direction of his house. All of the mans white flowers were gone..All destroyed in the flames. He felt the burned wood as he walked inside the remains of his destroyed home. What was he looking for? Suddenly he felt something...It felt like clothes. He moved his hand up and felt hair. Then he felt burned flesh as the smell of a rotting body filled his nose. His father had attempted to get out of bed and crawled on the floor to escape his burning prison...The boy however did not cry over this. He merely stayed his quiet self feeling his fathers hair and rubbing it as if trying to wake him up.

"He never gave me a name..." The boy said with his quiet voice as if feeling the little girl standing behind him. "What..What are you going to do?" The girl asked avoiding even looking at the body of his father. The boy got back up and felt his way towards where he believed his room was...His creations were all destroyed and burned in the ruined home. He then walked towards the exit and out where the door and walls use to be as he began walking. He heard the footsteps of the girl starting to follow him as he looked back at her. "Convince your family to leave this town.." The boy suddenly said staring at her with blind eyes. "Because Once I return to this place...Everyone will be dead." He said as he began to walk. He stopped and bent down by the burned garden as he lifted up a surviving white flower of his fathers..As if feeling that it was there for him. He kept it close to him as he walked farther and farther from the horrible distant town. And the house where he was created. Left with nothing ...Not even a name...Well. Except for the one name the children of the town gave him. The boogeyman.

[Halo]

Soul Realm

Full Name: Vanessa Wilcox
Date of Birth: January 31, 1882
Age Appearance: 15
Converted: 1897, age 15

- She was born a human child to regular human parents.
- They were a happy family until one day when Vanessa is ten, her mother has a terrible fall down the stairs of their mansion. With little time and no ambulances back in those days, the father takes his wife’s opal amulet and places it on the mother’s chest as she dies, allowing her soul to enter the amulet.
- But, while the father’s grief overtakes him, he obsessively searches for a way to release the mother’s spirit from the amulet and into another body.
- He soon discovers that the body must be related to the spirit and so he proceeds to do the experiments on his own daughter, little Vanessa.
- After each experiment, Vanessa becomes more and more connected to the amulet, but the mother’s soul still remains trapped inside.
- Eventually, when she is 15, Vanessa’s had enough. She exits the house, but realizes she cannot move on without the amulet near her, for it is now too much of a part of her and they must remain together. So she takes the amulet and runs off.
- Depressed and unsure how to cope with herself, she eventually comes upon the scientist Aloysius and his team. They take her in, promising to “fix her up”.
- They successfully fuse her and the amulet fully while turning her into a Chaos Human to make her condition stable, which also is what determines what her Chaos Power was to be. It also, however, forced her to fuse entirely with her mother’s spirit, which gave her her “motherly” characteristic and seeing her souls as her “children”, but also at the price of her mother’s consciousness disappearing forever, or so it would certainly seem to be so.
- And so this is how Vanessa Wilcox became Soul Realm, "Master of Souls".

[Skylos]

Chaos Human Archive
Case #26

Disease Realm

Real name: Dr. Clifford Floyd Cordell

Clifford Cordell was born to a Mrs. Lucy Marie Cordell and Mr. Percy Alonzo Cordell. No more information on the subject exists of youth experiences.

Subject was reported to have earned his title as Doctor from an institute in France. He is most noteworthy as he spent most of his time researching diseases and trying to find cures. His standings were well-known, and he seemingly was in high regard with the scientific community. Subject reportedly was working on preliminary research when an accident occurred in the procedures that exposed the subject to conditions highly intolerant to humans. Subject was rushed to the facility's E.R. where subject was pronounce deceased.

Subject Cordell was examined by our facility and shocked to find that the subject was not entirely dead, on closer inspection. Subject was released to our staff where the subject became a Chaos Human. However, noticeable discoloration of the skin made it impossible to release him back into the public. Discoloration extended to subjects hair as well, making it purple. They was no effect on the growth rate, however. Subject's eyes mutated to contain bits of red, giving him the appearance of green eyes with flakes of red.

Subject was confused and aggressive upon waking. Subject could not interact directly with staff. Loss of staff before subject was sedated amounted to 23. Inspection allowed us to find that the intolerable levels that had 'killed' him had mutated into his Chaos Human body and had become his Power. Subject was killing by merely touching other humans. Subject was forecibly injected with as many known diseases that were on record. Subject survived.

Subject was found to be able to interact with another of his species. Subject "Devil Realm" has notably been able to calm the subject. Reportedly, the diseases injected into him are in fact killing him, albeit, slowly. "Devil Realm" appears to have worked on some solution to this, but details are unknown.

Subject is now stable and coherent. Subject has decided to take on the Realm of Disease. "Disease Realm" has also request the name Arrostos. Name origins suggest Greek for sick, ill, etc. The name appears fitting. Subject "Disease Realm" has yet to show signs of a Chaos Form. Detail are unknown.

Suggesting "Devil Realm" be asked to cooperate to get "Disease Realm" to show him.

Final note: DO NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCE ALLOW "DISEASE REALM" INTO HIS CHAOS FORM.