Name: Abel Nightroad

Age: 23 in appearance

Gender: Male

Race: Crusnik

Status: Slave Gifted

Appearance: Abel is decidedly tall, standing at six-foot three, and has silver hair, as well as strikingly vibrant cerulean eyes. For as pretty as they are, obviously he still can't see well, as he wears very thick glasses. His skin is very fair, and he is extremely skinny, as he doesn't eat much, nor does he get the proper nutrition. Abel also has very large, black feathered wings that extend from his back.

Personality: Abel is a pretty alright fellow. He always tries to look on the bright side of things, even though he's hardly seen the bright side. He has a penchant for messing things up, because he's clumsy sometimes, which is understandable with how gangly and tall he is. Sometimes he even hits the doorway if its too low, and he could have showed you the bruises to prove it.

Abilities*: Abel is a Crusnik, which is a Vampire that feeds on the blood of other Vampires. Sunlight does not affect him, and he has a very humanlike normal form. This is because Abel was, until he was about 4, born a normal human. His unique vampirism is caused by nanomachines that have become an integral part of him. He used to be required to speak a command sequence in order to activate his nanomachines, but in the spur of the moment, he no longer needs to.

When his nanomachines are active, Abel's form changes drastically. Hair normally bound back in a ponytail now gravitates upwards, his fangs lengthen, and his eyes glow crimson. His fingers also develop claws, and he gains the ability to control his own blood, crystalizing it into what he sees fit to, and also able to create his blood-scythe. In this form, Abel is able to heal very rapidly, and so to defeat him, you'd actually have to knock him unconscious. Further, he has great agility and speed, augmented more by his ability to fly.

Abel has three 2 primary power levels. 40% nanomachine activation, and 80% nanomachine activation. In 40%, he keeps most of his personality, but is more...dark, sinister even. He does not kill without compunction but...he can make your life quite miserable. You would be surprised what you could live through, and Abel would most likely put you through it if you get on his bad side.

His 80% form is much less magnanimous. In this form, Abel also risks losing control, and when he does, it usually causes him to seek out nourishment, so he can become very dangerous if not properly restrained. In addition, entering this form, especially repeatedly, caused mental instability which can be either temporary or permanent.

Abel's final, much more rare level of power release is 100% nanomachine activation. In this form, he is uncontrollable, even by his collar, but it is actually the collar itself which inhibits him from reaching that activation, for the most part. It has a specific command over his body that keeps him from entering this form unless he is under enough traumatic stress--a great amount, such as created when one's life is threatened--that it would be necessary for him to enter it in order to preserve his life. It is clearly advised against to remove his collar, and even Abel recognizes that it is necessary, because he loathes entering this form.

In his 100% release, Abel's skin, which usually only grays slightly in released forms, completely blackens. Upon his body are glowing blue markings, and his feathered wings turn into strangely shaped...things, for lack of a better term. He can still, miraculously, fly in this form. All inhibition is removed in this state, and his power level is at its maximum, which also means his perpetual healing is in a similarly maxed out state. Abel seems incapable of coherent speech in this form, and he has no need to speak anyway. Instead, he is really only capable of angered howls and roars. The 100% release is NOT a natural state for Abel's body, and thusly deteriorates both his body and mind; the longer he's in it, the more damage is done.

History: Abel is not, as he appears, 23. No one knows his exact age, except for Abel himself, and he is not about to disclose it to anyone, nor has he ever.

The circumstances of Abel's birth are anything but normal. He was more or less created. That is, he was actually made at first in a petri dish, his DNA a mix of the most perfect genetic traits available. Once he was perfected, a goal that took years for the scientists to reach, he was set to be born. This is why he was termed a "test-tube" baby. It's something he keeps to himself, much like everything about his past.

Abel was perfect. He had a perfectly shaped face, with beautiful eyes, and silken silver hair. His anatomy was just as perfect, and he was born with the rarest blood type. Everything about him was extraordinary, save for his eyesight. It was really rather poor, and he required very big glasses. But what pleased the scientists the most out of his good traits was his placid nature, his acquiescence to whatever happened to him, be it a cut or a stomach virus, even. Not that he got sick often, given his excellent immune system.

When Abel turned 3, he was immediately put through the most rigorous conditioning that a child his age, even an adult, could handle. He took to it easily, shedding his baby fat and trading it in for taut, strong tendons and powerful muscles. He didn't appear much different, but by the time he was 5, Abel was able to bench his weight, which wasn't very much at all, but in comparison to his size, was inconceivable. This prepared him for his true purpose.

When he turned 7, young Abel underwent incredibly painful and extended transfusions which filled his perfect blood with billions, maybe even trillions, of tiny nanomachines, each specifically designed to meld to his blood and, like a backwards virus, augment his abilities. He was to be a genetic superhuman.

The nanomachines did not have that desired effect, however. Instead, they ate away at Abel's blood, forcing him to become vampiric, and mutating him to serve his purpose. Now Abel had fangs and claws, and an insatiable hunger. And for once in his life, he began to realize what had been done to him, began to hate the ones that had given him this hell. The child became uncontrollably powerful, his strength more than quadrupled by the nanomachines. It was after that day that he was treated like a sub-human animal, dubbed as Krsnik 01. The term was later revised to Crusnik, and after Abel began to develop his murderous, contrary personality, that was all they would call him. Crusnik 01. That was what he was. Crusnik, a creature fed on the blood of other vampires, as they soon learned.

Until he was about 15, Abel was kept there, slowly losing his mind to experimentation and punishments. His Crusnik nanomachines made sure that he lost part of what made him handsome, his musculature, but he still grew to be a tall fellow, and he never lost his strength, but rather, gained more.

Then he finally managed to break out, having been forced for the first time into an 80% release of his power. By the time he had sufficiently controlled himself, he put a city into quite the uproar, though they had never seen his face. He used that to his advantage and kept his identity hidden in shadows.

Out in the real world, hiding his identity as a failed experiment that lived on Vampire blood, Abel did as well as could be expected, and his outlook on life drastically changed. He became an optimist, as well as a pessimist, greatly disdaining any fighting and especially killing. It was as if his child had been brought forth anew. And since Abel had never been out in the real world, he was prone to making lots of mistakes, which got him a reputation as being accident-prone. He didn't mind though, he liked living free in this city.

When the slave shops became popular though...Abel began to realize that he was in trouble. He had to continue changing his locations, sometimes taking new identities in order to remain inconspicuous, because there was something undeniable about his Crusnik that he learned after he hit 23, and then 40.

He wasn't aging. Not in the least. And that was his problem. Eventually, Abel couldn't keep that fact hidden. After all, there weren't many silver-haired, glasses-wearing, six-foot-plus guys wandering around. Eventually he was found out long after he should have been dead and gone, and was recognized. He gave the bounty hunters a good run for many years though, once he was revealed to be a gifted. It was then that he first transcended into his Crusnik 100% release. He wiped out legions of enemies and civilians then, but despite that, required hospital attention afterwards. His full release was too powerful, and had weakened him immensely. That's how he was first caught.

Abel is anything but new to slave shops. He's been in and out for years and years, sold and resold, mostly for being too powerful, or for outliving his owners. Once he was captured after being set free. That was his newest transgression, and he is sour about it. It's hardly easy for him to be snatched back into captivity, since he doesn't know for sure when it is he will finally die.

Years of passing from master to master have given Abel far more experience than he has ever sought. He's been used as a fighting gifted, a sex toy, a servant, a pet, many things. And during one of his previous ownerships, something in him was altered to make it very difficult and painful for him to retract his wings. So normally...he doesn't. (And in case I didn't mention, they're black.)


Other: Abel is completely obsessed with sugar. He'd eat it to the point of sickness if given the chance, so keen is his love for it. He's very fond of food, and never seems to get enough...

...But sugar is his thing. You can get him to jump through hoops for an oversized lollipop.