Mercer + Ghost Dreviosus

Description from original post (created 2016-02-23 15:47):

This is a skin, with mercer's normal clothing (Based from Prototypes "Alex Mercer" outfit) and an outer layer of a ghost version of my old roleplaying character, Dreviosus, The Dark Lord. 3rd Born of The First Four.

(You can go to your pause menu in-game and turn off and on these layers)
Here is some lore of Dreviosus:

During the days
of the Dragons... When the only safe place in all of Galrythia, were the
"Spirit Plains". Far to the east of Arria, In this great city, there
lived a man. A man who had a family, A wife, and a daughter. Her name
was "Thalia". You see... This man... His name was "Perello", Parello
Johnson. He lived as one of the richest people in the Spiritplains,
owning the docks, he made huge income on cargo ships. But Perello wasn't
a very nice man... he soon went out of business, being cast onto the
streets, his family left him, his wife, in search of a better, more
successful man. Thalia went out, and was presumed kidnapped or dead...
Perello felt as if he had lost it all.. He had nothing left to lose, but
nothing left to gain. He was a broken man.



For years, Perello fed off the small coin gifted to him by the passing
towns folk. He was absolutely miserable... He couldn't do anything for
himself, Always begging. He cleaned himself in the local stream, under a
bridge, at night. He hunted outside of the Spiritplains, for wild boar.



A few months later, he was approached by 3 shady men. They told him that
they could make him rich, and powerful. Perello couldn't deny their
offer, so he went with them. The shady men brought him inside of a
secret passage in a mountain side, To a temple. Locked away deep within
the mountain. They brought him to a circular room, where a stand sat in
the middle of the large room. On the stand were dark robes, armored at
the neck, hands, and shoulders. Rusted Steel. 14 more men entered the
room, and they all stood at edges of the circular room. Perello stepped
forth, to the Robes, and a dark and eerie whisper was heard in his ears.
As he got closer to the robes, the whispering got louder, and dark
clouds of mist formed around him.



The Robes began to float, as if they were possessed. The Robes untied
themselves, and opened. The Black clouds of Mist surrounded Perello and
pushed him into the robes. Perello tried pushing and running away. It
was of no use. He was encased and dressed in the robes. His vision
became dark, and he saw things... horrible things. He clawed and tugged,
but getting the robes off were no use. They became immolating and
searing to his flesh. He screamed in pain and terror, calling for the
daughter he no longer had.



He body became surrounded in a purple, black cloud of mist and energy.
He began hovering off the ground, the gauntlets of his robes glowed red
with heat, as the black and purple cloud of mist and energy entered the
face of the hood, his mind became corrupt, he saw images of the future,
and planned event. He fell to the ground, and stood up in anguish.
Staring at his new body, standing 3 feet taller than before with his
void energy flowing around his hands and body. His voice became
deepened, serious and raspy.



He was forced to become a god... The shady men greeted him as
"Dreviosus, 3rd Born of the First Four". "The Dark Lord". And out of
rage, Dreviosus wiped out this cult of dark worshippers in an instant.
Walking out of that temple, and into the Spiritplains, creating a riot
of death and despair, ordering the towns folk kneel before him.
Squadrons from The Golem Army showed up, arming their steampunk like
weaponry, aiming their silver arrow longbolts at Dreviosus. They fired.
And Dreviosus simply raised him hand before his face, and froze time.
Aiming all of the arrows back at the golems, and walking past them. As
he unfroze time, The bolts hit back at the golems with such force in the
head, their heads dented, and became busted, as the fell to the ground.
Dreviosus took the form of one of the Dragons, and flew into the sky
with a rage, and an objective to find his Daughter. Nothing stopping him
from destroying anything or anyone that got in his way.



For millions of years later, Dreviosus was known as a god, a Dark Lord.
Teasing and Torturing mortals, and sparing those he found worthy of
service. For millions of years, he hunted down his Daughter. Finding
where she was, Dreviosus simply and quickly teleported to the spot.
Finding his daughters skeleton on the ground... As he approched the
body, Thalia's whispers were heard. Dreviosus became enraged, and began
waging complete war on the continent of Xander. Against the man and his
army that took his Daughters life. Caesar. and Caesar's Legion.



This Great War went on for years, until Dreviosus defied logic, and
wiped out all life on Xander. Then going into a deep slumber, and going
in silence.



200 Million years later, Dreviosus was awakened and summoned by a young
girl, and an elven woman who were worshipers of this lost god. When
Dreviosus returned to Galrythia, he went searching for his daughter once
more, not remember that she was dead. After months of roaming around,
eventually waking "Steenvak". The Golden Golem. They all found
themselves at a portal, where Dreviosus was going to summon his ancient
undead army of Voidwalkers. As the other 3 watched from pillars behind
Dreviosus, He opened a portal, and allowed his army to come back to
life.



Knowing what he was doing... Remembering what had happened. Dreviosus
wiped out his army before everyones eyes. And exclaimed "I am never
coming back...". And so he went through the portal... and he was never
seen again...



Until Now... Dreviosus has returned to Galrythia once more. With one
objective in mind. Total War. Dreviosus is finished playing games.
Finished with Galrythia! He will not be stopped!! All will bow before
The Dark Lord, Or Perish!!!



He Awaits us all...