'Suke Clastel

'Suke Clastel,

I'm waking up to ash and dust

‘Suke is a youthful appearing magi with an old man’s soul. A being whom perceives life as a continuous cycle much like the reincarnation faith (Buddhism) but does not let the confines of religion dictate his work ethic. He is pragmatic in the experience he holds most dear but at the same time is egotistical in the fact he feels he is the best in his career. In the public eye he is hated for his race but he himself understands such fear and with that also partakes in helping those that hate him to move past the race to see who he is on the inside. As a doctor he perceives death by his hand the ultimate hate crime, no matter the race, as he wishes to not kill a soul any longer now that life is becoming more at peace with itself.

The reason for his oddities in this is the fact he has killed before and it is his one true regret. The beings he killed were indiscriminate of race or gender, rather he was a cleaner of sorts who went into a building to clean out any competition to whatever organization hired him to do so. The only way he got free from such a contract was the impossible task that left him scarred for life. The task to which he will never forget and still has night terrors about it to this day. For the deaths he caused he now has the immense debt to keep the living alive. It is the purpose he holds most dear and most promising to himself.

This old soul has done wrong but strives to do right, to wipe clean all the muck that is on his name from the past. He hopes to find someone who in life will look past this muck to see the soul of a broken man doing right, fixing himself up to learn and break past what has happened to himself. Such a goal is his only selfish goal while the unselfish is the curing of lives affected by the racism of today but at the same time the curing of the sick in place of killing the healthy indiscriminately. A healer, a kind heart, and a fortune of knowledge all in one body; curious enough he has yet to show his fullest potential.

Short sandy blonde hair accompanies the head of this magi with daring red contact lenses that hide the soft blue eyes that lie beneath them. He wears these contacts whenever he leaves the house, a signature trademark of his that offers that mystery behind the veil feeling one sometimes gets when looking into them. His blue eyes on the other hand are slightly dull, like a dirty sapphire color, that shows an articulated mind but also reveals the age he holds back. With such eyes one now follows down to the crisp nose and clean-shaven face with a charismatic smile. With a sharp jawline at the bottom of his face it shows off a king’s feature of an almost overpowering presence.

There are purple tattoos (Image Help) covering his sides with sharp jagged contours and movements. These tattoos form along his left side with what appears to be sharp tribal lines of a double helix DNA strand without a curved line. This tattoo moves up his left side starting at his hip and works up to his neck where the double helix combines for a moment until it goes to his right side. It then branches back into the same pattern but one goes down his right arm to his elbow and the other ends directly below his right pectoral. Below the right pectoral is a tribal tattoo of the same kind but after the lightning bolt formation on his first three inches of the six pack he sports it forms wavy lines of molten liquid going down to his right hip.

Noting this about the tattoos and face one will then see that he is incredibly well fit for someone with little to no actual fighting ability. If someone were to dissect him they would see the tissues were incredibly scarred by his youth and the multi-nuclear cells, the muscle memory nuclei, were still present and always moving. Although further investigation would reveal emptied pockets where some of these nuclei would reside, thereabouts being where one’s muscle would tense in combat or flex out with defenses. An intimidating yet gentle display to say overall.


There are plenty of ways to tell a Magi apart from a normal human, which for ‘Suke happens to be no different in this regard. His purple tattoos glow when using magic, and when magic is not active for himself he sports his purple tattoos that actually reflect a galaxy within the cosmos. Behind the light purple color is the stars in bounty. Another unnatural attribute of himself is that his blood is red on the inside and when oxygen touches the blood it becomes blue (opposite as per normal human). Third is his ears taper off to the top in short hooked manner with low glowing orbs that one could assume to appear as earrings yet for him these small orbs when looked at show a galaxy in each of them. The final difference is that he has no alpha-keratin on his fingers or toes (finger/toenails) but instead has sheep horns (Image Help) that go past his head and low to his neck almost lining his chin.


‘Suke wears an assortment of outfits dependent upon the occasion that is going on, mostly due to his variety of work and suitable situations. In formal situations he wears a black and purple suit; the black portion being the coat, slacks, and tie while the shirt is a light purple color acting as the offset. During business though he wears something rather different. He hosts tan slacks with a white undershirt and no tie and for a coat it is his simple lab coat. During casual situations he wears simple clothing of denim blue jeans without a shirt. In every situation he wears brown brogues dress shoes.

Parents
Mother: Minuit (deceased)
Father: Jericho (deceased)


‘Suke was born in a peaceful time, a time that was by no means a terrible experience or life while growing up. He learned mixed martial arts, studied anatomy, and was even in the boy scouts to which he earned high marks in many of his areas of study. His parents were quite proud when he earned his Eagle Scout, going through the hard way of life lessons without ever using his magi abilities to make it easier. Such integrity was something he was taught thoroughly with strict review. Such a childhood even led him to a publishing of his books while in primary school, and even though these were not massive best sellers it at least got his name out there to a few further rewards.

This peace did not last long though, as he started college there was much danger that was had. There was on the news the assassination of the senator when ‘Suke was twenty years old. It was also at this point he appeared still as a kid but a magi nonetheless and was immediately subject to massive persecution even within his college that he was finding such joy within. Over the year he went underground and yet was found by a band of militia, a magi militia that opposed the entire discriminatory acts put against them and their kind. He had studied anatomy of the body while in college so he easily was the closest thing to a medic they had during such a time.

Over the next eight years he aided in being a medic for such a militia during these relocation camps in which the party he was apart of raided and freed their brethren with little regard for the lives of the humans that did nothing wrong but their job. It was soon after this that he himself started to hate the militia he was aiding and healing with his powers and prowess. During his ninth year with this group he studied martial arts and killing techniques with his prowess over the scalpel and other medical tools. He was a dangerous individual at this time, entering a prime body development during his lengthy growing process.

Over the next two years he thoroughly eradicated the magi group he was in, killing every man, woman, and child during a mental breakdown. He followed every step in his agenda to not be found out, silencing every witness within an hour of them finding out and with the killing he developed his first real trauma due to his parents being apart of the deaths he caused. The killing did end, but it was only after he killed the final individual of the group he had joined back when the first relocation center was built. Such was a fate it seemed, and his acts did not go unnoticed in the life he built up to now.

The year 2553 was the start of his life as an assassin, working for a group most akin to a mafia organization. He worked under different contracts, each more dangerous than the last but much like his childhood he exceeded all expectations. Every contact being to kill someone somewhere, the lives he buried built the reputation of the organization by miles. The deaths were not limited to only one race though. He was contracted to kill humans, magi, and even cyborgs during his time with this organization. Certainly during this time of killing he had breaks, periods he could go without a contract, that he filled with playing the cello and learning more medical techniques for his potential medical field in the future.

Such a life lasted for thirty two years where he advanced his assassinations to the point of pure supremacy. The life though did end at some point, but not before a challenge was put forth to him. He had to wipe clean an entire organization on his own without leaving any sign that the organization he worked for sent him. It was what was deemed the impossible task as every assassin the organization sent before now was killed, tortured to death, or worse. This left him little room for error during such a transition of power yet he prevailed, taking a massive psychological hit but still passed through without fail.

The day he performed such a feat was the same day as the Magi Genocide of 2585, obscuring the take down of this organization in the midst of the nationwide chaos that left police forces inept at handling what he brought to the day’s table. The basement of the building he carried out his task in still houses all the dead bodies he made, buried under all the concrete he himself filled the basement with after having carried out his contract. The day he completed this was the same day that The Zodiac closed down his butcher trade for the organization and with the new life he proceeded to partake in something new.

He swore two vows that same day, the Hippocratic Oath that all doctors take as well as the promise to never kill again. He could not even bring himself to kill a rabies dog but instead did all in his power to heal the animal and when he could not he left to not be in the presence of the animal as the owners instead carried out such a task. Over the following eight years he focused down on his medical licence, and although he was a mistrusted magi he still possessed that unnatural ability of success in all the things he does. Working as a doctor in the civilian sector, letting his killer instinct subside and die out while he proceeded to do all in his power to be the doctor he always meant to be. Back before the chaotic world decided to step in the way.

• Healer I: A person is able to heal their own minor wounds in a matter of a blink of an eye. Minor wounds consist of shallow flesh wounds. If the wound is upon themselves, it does not take much energy. However if they are healing another, the task wears on them.
  
• Empathy I: Grants the user the ability to sense emotions and physical pain of one other person or animal through touching them. At this stage, the emotion or pain that you sense in another will then become your own. This is accomplished through touch.
  
• Illusion I: Able to create minor illusions to manipulate one person's perception. At this stage you can only create illusions that manipulate your own physical appearance. And yes, the category of minor illusions includes being able to hide the non-human physical traits your magi may have. However, these do not effect a camera's point of view or the one that may be watching those monitors.
  

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[b]Fate/Stay Night, Gilgamesh[/b] as [i]'Suke Clastel[/i]