Vampire VerseFor Axel’s vampire verse, he still has the same occupation and the rest of his story is the same as his main only 240 years earlier. On one fateful night he was seduced by the vampire James Moriarty and turned into a creature of the night against his will. In the beginning he was furious at what he had become, only feeding when he could no longer cope with his thirst. With the sire bon, his fondness with the vampire as well as his eventual enjoyment of feeding he would eventually enjoy what he had became. No longer possessing his witch powers and seemingly only having them at certain times he began a business selling and procuring the finest blood by willing donors and other much darker methods.
Siren VerseAxel Lacorra, the long-lost Siren Prince, had grown up in a world where his kind had become rare, forced into hiding by the fear and hatred of humans. Raised to distrust the human race, Axel was fiercely protective of his parents, who had struggled to give him siblings, as their eggs had been repeatedly destroyed by human activity. Despite their isolation, Axel’s family had remained close with other sirens, though they had often clashed with merfolk who had offered them protection, which Axel’s family had rejected.Axel had often enjoyed exploring the deep blue ocean. During these adventures, he discovered that his lineage came from siren royalty, a line hunted to near extinction by humans who believed their blood possessed healing properties, among other twisted beliefs. Fueled by rage, he had sought out allies and, with time, careful planning, and immense patience, he had reclaimed the lands of his family. However, he had not become King but remained a Prince, for another of his family line, three years older than Axel, had claimed the throne. This man was cruel, and Axel had eagerly awaited the day he would watch him fall.In truth, Axel had been raised by another siren family who had found him at the bottom of the ocean. They had taught him to distrust humans, though they had also prepared him for life beyond the water. Over time, Axel had learned different languages and had eventually been brought to the surface to adapt to living there if ever needed. As Axel grew older, his hatred for humans had deepened. He would often argue with others about their inaction and eventually took matters into his own hands. Luring humans into the sea, Axel had begun feasting on them, continuing this grim practice as his rage burned ever brighter.Powers:
Ability to breathe underwater, communicate with sea creatures, voice can lure prey, supernatural beauty, control areas of water, immortalityWeaknesses:
Must stay hydrated and be submerged at least once a week or risk death, high pitched noises can weaken, magic, and can be killed in combatNotes on Siren form:
In his siren form his tail has dark green scales which are slightly reflective in the light, he also has sharp teeth finned ears and black eyes
Wizarding World Verse (Anti JKR)Axel is from the US and sorted into Thunderbird House whilst at Ilvermorny. He dedicated himself to his studies, hating those without magic since his father who worked at MACUSA was secretly having an affair with one. He learned of the dark lord and as soon as he was able moved to the UK. He became an ambassador on behalf of his father whilst working on his downfall. Meeting James Moriarty he fell in with the same crowd, eventually becoming a death eater.BLOOD STATUS Pureblood
WAND Sycamore wood with a snallygaster heartstring core, 12 ¼ and brittle flexibility
PATRONUS Lion
AMORENTIA Turkey, apple pie, worn leather
BOGGART Isolation
ADDITIONAL He is a skilled at Legilmency
Marvel
Born of two of the most powerful individuals the mutant world has ever known, Charles Xavier and Erik Lehnsherr. He is something entirely new. Axel’s birth aligned with celestial movements under the sign of Aquarius, and with it came a blessing from a being believed to be an angel. This celestial infusion of divine essence did more than mark him, it transformed him. Angelic blood runs through his veins, making him a Nephilim, a hybrid of mutant and celestial being. His purpose was clear: to unite the mutant world, to bridge the divide between ideologies, and to lead them toward harmony.He possesses the ability to manipulate electric and electromagnetic waves at will. He can bend circuitry, control voltage, generate storms, and he can influence minds by tapping into the electric impulses of the brain. His power classifies him as an Omega-level mutant. But his destiny was delayed. Shortly after birth, Axel was taken, stolen away by a secretive faction of mutants who had long watched Charles and Erik from the shadows. They feared Erik’s power and Charles’s ideals. Feeling abandoned as their children flocked to Xavier’s school, they viewed Axel as a tool, a weapon to correct what they saw as betrayal.He was hidden away in underground facilities constructed from the same material as Magneto’s helmet, designed to block both psychic intrusion and electromagnetic manipulation. The celestial being that blessed him did not intervene, but sent him visions, glimpses of the deep, unconditional love his fathers had for him. These visions became his only comfort. His captors twisted them, manipulating Axel from a young age. They told him his fathers had rejected him, that they had received him and tossed him aside. They painted Charles and Erik as false idols, and themselves as his saviors. Their game turned cruel when they discovered his angelic nature, claiming he was born not to lead, but to judge and destroy those who wronged him.His training was methodical and cold. Mastery of his electricity came through manipulation and a cruel reward system, if he could power a system, he got a larger screen; if he could short-circuit a drone, he got more food. The angelic side of his nature, however, grew independently. Through the visions, he learned to wield light, to recognize truth, and to resist. He never believed their lies, not fully. He played along, biding his time, growing his strength. Over time, he discovered he could influence minds, reading and bending them by tapping into their electrical signatures. With patience and purpose, he grew into his power, and out of their control.When the time came, Axel escaped, making two into pawns as he used them to destroy the rest. However, he did not emerge as the shining symbol of hope that the angel once intended. He is darker, tempered by betrayal, honed by captivity. Now free, Axel walks a path between light and shadow. He seeks his fathers, not as a child returning home, but as a force awakened. Whether he reunites the mutant world or brings it to its knees remains to be seen.
Skyrim
Dranian was abandoned on the streets of Bravil, no not or anything. With what could be seen as a cruel twist of fate, he was taken in by a family business of skooma dealers. He was raised to do what he was told as well as how life was cruel. Dranian’s attempts at asking about his parents would lead to a feeling of deep anger, they had told him the Divines had clearly left him to die and his parents hadn’t cared for him, so why should they be any nicer to him? With not much to work with, he did as he was told, becoming a skooma runner, at times being sent to the Waterfront in the Imperial City. Some of the beggars there were kind to him, they had lost their wealth and decided to teach him to read in the hope he would at some point break free of this cycle, yet what they noticed was boiling anger and a vengeful sense of justice brewing. He had been returning to the long and escorted journey back with the gang's guard dog and orc lackey (they didn’t want to be connected to a child's death) when the authorities swooped down on them, taking them all into custody. Interrogated for what he knew he minimised his doings and told them only what they asked, he wasn’t a snitch, he was someone not to be used and he kept a majority of their operations to himself.Wanting to give the child a second chance he was sent to an Orphanage outside of Chorrol. It seemed nice to him as if it were a play instead of how life truly was. He at times refused to eat and drink, fearing it would be poisoned. He stayed for a few months, trusting them slightly more but he couldn’t live there, he felt trapped in a cage like a wild animal aching to be freed. With increasing tensions with the other children through his anger he left one night after packing what he needed into a small bag. He knew he couldn’t go into Chorrol itself so selling a few trinkets he had stolen from those who had cared for him, he bought passage to Bruma and then Cheydinhal through a group of smugglers, having formerly worked for a criminal organisation so young he already knew some of how the dark underworld worked. Dranian then continued his life as a beggar, ears listening to passers-by for the opportune moment to take food from their pockets or keys to take wares to sell for his survival, he was good but not perfect. On one such unlucky occasion, he was spotted by a guard who had been curious about the increase in thefts while he had been boarding up people's homes to set up his operations. Catching him one night he beat him half to death, inviting two others to kick him.Fortune smiled upon him for once, Rhenilorh, a future friend saved him, nursing him back to health. He begrudgingly gave his thanks, giving some of what he had left that hadn’t been taken to the poor, hoping that one day there would be no more corruption in those meant to serve. Not wanting to become attached and having to change his lifestyle, he enjoyed the rush of danger, he left and headed to Morrowind, this time threatening to kill the driver if he did not gain passage. He would continue to steal to survive. Dranian also began working in the mines as a late teen. He began to indulge in darker impulses when an argument broke out with another miner when no one else was around. In the heat of the moment, he killed the other, enjoying it greatly and the power it made him feel when for so long he felt he had none. With this discovery, the Imperial started killing those who wronged him and any guards who seemed even slightly corrupt, he hated nothing more than pretences unless it suited him. Only two guards ever caught onto him, some of the townspeople saw him as a protector and would give him alibi’s. The first was killed once he lured him into the mine and caused a tunnel to collapse on top of him, the second made him flee the outskirts of Balmora.Unluckily for him, he was caught on his way to the remains of Gnisis as he fled for Skyrim, imprisoned a few miles further. After five days of imprisonment, he wasn’t sure who to thank, the prison was swarmed as the guards were slaughtered and the prisoners freed. Having picked up a few tricks from the other prisoners he left and gathered all he could and a set of iron armour left, eventually crossing the border. Hoping to make a new life he went to Riften, taking on some mercenary work but mainly stealing from those he killed and giving some to the poor. However it would be cut short, he felt he was too close to the border with Morrowind and he couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched. Having heard much of the trouble in Markarth and the poor community in which he could blend in, he stole a horse and began the agonising journey, living with rations he had stolen. Once he arrived in Markarth he hid his armour just outside the city under a stone that could be lifted, he gave a few trinkets to the other beggars for their silence as he lived in the Warrens. Dranian enjoyed the stories of the Forsworn and would watch the guards struggle with them. He had feared that Morrowind would send someone to return him for punishment and he was correct, five months later an enforcer would track him down, paying a beggar to set up a fake meeting outside of the city. Dranian met with the enforcer and a bloody fight ensued. Due to his will to live as well as the other's reluctance to kill him, he managed to kill the other, carving ‘for the Forsworn’ into the body to attract attention away from him. On return to the city he hunted for the other who had sold him out and in his view, mercifully slit his throat. Unknown to him his actions had been witnessed by another beggar that was a spy for the Forsworn. The spy reported to their leader in the city, and after some debate, it was decided to attempt to recruit this ‘madman’ and if he refused, then they would kill him, after all, no one cared what happened in the mine.If he had been fully sent into the prison he would have been able to work off his sentence, it had been arranged that way, the Forsworn wanted him out into The Reach, causing havoc. His actions had been observed by a shadowy figure, the current leader at the time of the Dark Brotherhood. Having gathered much on him she had decided she wanted to welcome him into the family. Once Dranian was arrested and sleeping for the night he was poisoned with a powerful sedative as well as those around him. The guards were bribed to look the other way as the brotherhood took their prize. Eventually, he would wake up, furious as to what had happened to him and the state he was in. After he had been given a few moments he listened to what he was told to do, taking the blade offered to him and killing all three captives without flinching. At that point, he had turned around with a grin and cruel eyes and asked his captor “Is this good enough Your Majesty?” After a talk about his attitude the pieces started to fit together, he realised that perhaps he had been searching all along for a family, it was the reason he had blended in with those similar to him, it had never been just about hiding. Dranian accepted her invitation and was welcomed into the twisted family. Since then he has been part of the Brotherhood for five years, being caught by the authorities twice, either covering up his tracks or escaping before he was sent to jail.The assassin loved his new family, to him they became everything. With time he learnt of the old ways and questioned why they weren’t following them, was it why they had lost their former glory? However, instead of understanding and openness, Astrid met his questions with attitude and hostility. She asked him “Are you a traitor?” after a long argument he left her for the day. Others who had greatly questioned her seemed to ‘disappear’, Dranian wasn’t sure if an assassin could fall to such coincidental deaths as she made out they met. Dranian was delighted when the Night Mother was brought to the Sanctuary. What followed next was greater than he had ever imagined. Already asking more about the old ways of Cicero, he heard her voice for the first time, the Night Mother's voice. Speaking the secret words “Darkness rises when silence dies” Cicero knew he was speaking the truth of what he heard, of the naming and the contract. Reporting back to Astrid he would later be sent to see Armand. On his return Astrid sent someone else to verify the amulet, not trusting her brother, whilst he would do as she asked he wanted some of the glory to go to the others of the brotherhood. Wary of this he would watch his back, this served him well when Astrid tried to have him killed. Slaying her he would lead the Brotherhood back to the old ways as well as to the death of the Emperor.
Game of Thrones
Axel Lannister was born in the storied halls of Casterly Rock, the youngest sibling of the infamous Lannister family. His birth was marked by tragedy, as his mother died giving birth to him, a loss for which Axel was unfairly blamed. Despite this shadow, Axel was raised with the same privileges as his siblings, receiving the best education and training the wealth of the Lannisters could provide. However, while his older siblings Jaime, Cersei, and Tyrion each faced their challenges within the family, Axel’s journey would take a darker, more mysterious path. From a young age, Axel was plagued—or perhaps blessed—with visions. In his dreams, he would see the world through the eyes of animals, experiencing distant places and moments beyond his understanding. When Axel confided this strange ability to Tyrion, his older brother, Tyrion urged him to keep it a secret, warning that such knowledge could make him a target. Trusting Tyrion above all, Axel concealed his gift, even as it grew stronger.While Jaime and Cersei received adoration from their father, Tywin, and the rest of Westeros, both Axel and Tyrion found themselves shunned in different ways. Axel couldn’t understand the cruelty his family showed Tyrion, and the two formed a deep bond over their shared alienation. Tyrion became Axel’s closest confidant, and their relationship would prove vital in the years to come. Though he was never Tywin’s favoured child, Axel still carried the family name and the burdens that came with it. Tywin expected Axel to marry for power, wealth, or alliance, with no regard for the young man’s desires. Axel chafed under these expectations but had no choice but to comply—at least for the moment.Axel’s life took a dire turn when he stumbled upon Jaime and Cersei’s forbidden relationship. Shocked and appalled, he threatened to reveal the truth, believing their actions would bring ruin to the family. Instead of silencing Axel with death, Cersei took a more insidious route: she poisoned him with a mysterious illness, ensuring his silence while keeping him alive under the guise of care poison ravaged Axel’s body, leaving him frail and prone to bouts of violent illness. He suffered from fatigue, fits, and vomiting blood, and even the most skilled healers could find no cure. Cersei spread the rumour that the sickness was the work of an enemy’s curse, effectively silencing any suspicion against her. Axel knew the truth, but he also knew no one would believe him. Stricken by illness and treated as a liability, Axel faded into the background of Lannister's affairs. His once-promising future as a noble heir was reduced to a role as a contingency plan, a shadow to be called upon only if the others fell. The only person who continued to care for him was Tyrion, who refused to let Axel succumb entirely to despair. He became known as the Sickly Lannister.Seeking answers and a way to free Axel from Cersei’s grasp, Tyrion arranged for him to secretly meet members of the criminal underworld and practitioners of magic. On these dangerous excursions, Axel encountered a red priestess and even ventured beyond the Wall to learn from wildlings and wargs who shared his gift. Though these teachings brought him closer to understanding his visions, no cure for his illness was ever found. During one of these journeys, Axel befriended a raven that seemed inexplicably drawn to him. The bird became his constant companion, a silent but loyal ally in his fight for survival. Despite his diminished role, Axel never forgot the injustices he suffered at the hands of his family. He quietly plotted revenge against Jaime and Cersei, determined to expose their secrets and free both himself and Tyrion from their father’s oppressive rule. With his raven at his side and his visions as his guide, Axel began to take his first steps toward reclaiming his power—and his freedom. Weakened by poison and marginalized by his family, he remains a force to be reckoned with, driven by a fierce loyalty to Tyrion and a burning desire for justice. Beneath his illness and the weight of his family name lies a man determined to forge his destiny, no matter the cost.
Twilight
Axel’s childhood was far from easy. His father was cold and distant, seemingly uninterested in his existence, while his mother buried her unfulfilled dreams in him, projecting all her hopes and expectations onto his shoulders. With little true guidance, Axel was left to raise himself emotionally, forging a sense of independence from a young age. Despite the challenges at home, Axel excelled academically. He earned good grades at a private school and later pursued a degree in fashion at university, eventually establishing himself as a stylist. His life, though not without its struggles, seemed to be on a promising path.That changed the night a stranger turned his world upside down. An unknown vampire attacked him as he walked home from a club. Axel was bitten, but the vampire, already sated, left him miles from where he had been taken, abandoning him in the dark. He knew nothing of vampires and, terrified, assumed he had contracted something like rabies. The changes were violent, overwhelming, and instinctual. His first kill came not out of malice, but desperation. A group of campers crossed his path, and the burn in his throat was too much to bear. He fed, unable to stop himself. Afterwards, he was wracked with confusion and guilt, trying to piece together what was happening. He tried to live among people, but it was too difficult, his thirst too intense. Google searches only confused him more. The word “vampire” came up, but it didn’t feel real at the time.He attempted to track down the vampire who had turned him, but they had vanished without a trace. Alone and seeking answers, Axel wandered until he met Sorrin, another vampire, older and more experienced. Sorrin took him in and taught him the truth about what he had become. Together, they travelled for several years, and through Sorrin, Axel finally found a sense of belonging and understanding. It was during this time that Axel’s gift began to manifest. One day, Sorrin joked about vampires being able to walk in the sun, but the lie stuck in his throat. Axel, simply by looking into his eyes, compelled him to tell the truth and saw the truth for himself. Sorrin was stunned. Axel’s gift, it turned out, was the ability to compel honesty through eye contact and perceive the truth directly. Sorrin told him it was rare, valuable. Axel believed it was shaped by his deep desire for truth, a yearning born from a childhood full of lies and false facades.Still, Axel struggles with his thirst. At times, he relishes the power and satisfaction it brings. Other times, he loathes it, wishing he had more control. He’s caught in a constant push and pull between instinct and conscience. He’s begun to wonder whether he should join a coven, specifically one of the strong, influential ones like the Volturi. Part of him craves belonging and power, but he fears being trapped, stripped of the freedom he’s fought to keep. He’s never met the Volturi but understands the importance of secrecy in the vampire world and respects the role they play. Axel is currently searching for a coven that might accept him as he is. He’s heard of the Cullens and finds their lifestyle fascinating, even if he doesn’t fully understand their choice to abstain from human blood. The idea that they live among humans, is strange to him, but also interesting in a way he can’t quite explain.
Star Wars
Axel Locket was born on Coruscant to Agnes Locket, a shrewd businesswoman and owner of Locket Enterprises, a corporation that dealt in high-tech manufacturing, luxury goods, and resource trading, along with a side business of selling information to the highest bidder. His father, a mercenary at heart, had officially fought for the Republic during the Clone Wars but, like his mother, had ultimately sided with whoever offered the greatest benefit. From an early age, Axel had displayed signs of Force sensitivity, though he had never understood it. His abilities had manifested instinctively, particularly when dealing with childhood bullies who had quickly grown fearful of him. This had led to his isolation, as few had dared to approach him.Agnes had enrolled Axel in the Imperial Academy, likely seeing it as a path to power and stability. However, during his time there, she had uncovered evidence of his Force sensitivity, something the Empire would never ignore. Understanding the danger, she had arranged to fake his death, erasing him from official records and ensuring he could disappear before the Empire claimed him as their own. After this, he would go by the name Nyx. However, his assigned Imperial handler had anticipated this move and used it to their advantage. While Axel believed he had escaped unnoticed, the Empire had secretly made him part of a sleeper agent program. Expecting he might leave, Imperial handlers had subjected him to additional conditioning, ensuring that when the time came, he could be reactivated through key phrases only known by his assigned handler. To Axel, this conditioning and the memories attached to it remained buried beneath the surface.Axel had a complicated history with gambling. Once deeply in debt, he had since refined his skills, becoming an adept Sabacc player. Gambling had not only served as a lucrative venture but also as a cover for information gathering. Still, he had often found himself drinking to numb the pain of suppressed memories he did not understand. Among his most valuable assets had been an IG-86 assassin droid, purchased from Holowan Mechanicals through a combination of credits and blackmail. The droid had served as both an assassin and bodyguard, though Axel had employed a few additional guards for security. A restraining bolt had ensured the droid’s loyalty, though Axel had remained unaware that it had unknowingly crossed paths with his Imperial handler. Additionally, he had kept a Loth cat, which he had tamed and raised from Lothal, a rare sentimental reminder of his past.Axel’s ultimate goal had been simple: credits. Wealth had meant freedom, and he had wanted to operate on his terms. To maintain this independence, he had relocated to the Unknown Regions, keeping himself away from both the Empire and the Rebellion, having first learned of it through winning a game against a high-ranking Imperial officer. Although it had meant he did not have many visitors, the difficult hyperspace path had kept many prying eyes away. However, visions had begun to haunt him, visions he had not understood. With basic Force abilities he had taught himself, Axel had quietly begun attempting to build a lightsaber. However, he had preferred to use his other skills since it had proven to be more difficult than he had originally believed. He had kept his connection to the Force hidden, fearing that exposure would make him a pawn once again. For a time, he had remained in the shadows, navigating the treacherous world of crime and power, hoping to stay free while unknowingly carrying a secret that could one day force him back into the Empire’s grasp.
Doctor Who
Once a brilliant but solitary Time Lord, Vaelion was lost to history during the height of the Time War. Fleeing a devastating Dalek assault, he escaped in a malfunctioning stasis pod, never meant for long-term survival. The pod crash-landed on Earth, where time passed, but he remained frozen, forgotten by Gallifrey. Upon awakening in a world that had long moved on, Vaelion buried his guilt for abandoning the war, though the shame festered. He harbored a deep resentment toward the Daleks, but an equally quiet bitterness toward the Time Lords who never came looking.As a child on Gallifrey, Vaelion had always been isolated. Distant. Misunderstood. That loneliness followed him to Earth. He learned quickly. Disguised himself. Observed the world. In time, he infiltrated UNIT, offering his brilliance to assist them with alien incursions and scientific breakthroughs. In truth, he was exploiting their resources, especially anything related to space and temporal technology. Despite keeping his true identity hidden through subtle manipulations of their tech, UNIT suspected there was more to him. They watched him closely, but not closely enough.Eventually, Vaelion made contact with alien visitors and scavenged forbidden technology. He constructed a crude vessel, hoping to escape Earth and resume his travels. UNIT intervened, attempting to seize the ship. He fled, alone, forcing the unstable craft into the void. He didn’t get far. The vessel crash-landed on the unstable world of Calixtra-V, a planet plagued by fluctuating time fields and dangerous chronal anomalies. The ship fused with the time field, creating a warped pocket of space-time, trapping him for years. It was there, among the shifting echoes of broken time, that he met The Corrupter, a shadowy entity from the Pantheon and a creation of the Toymaker, his son. The Corrupter offered what Vaelion lacked: companionship, purpose, and power, which he eagerly accepted.The Corrupter blessed him with unholy gifts, unlocking the festering darkness in his soul. The result was a transformation, Vaelion’s very being reshaped into a monstrous new form: Thornyx who would also be known as, The Beast. Where Vaelion had been a misunderstood outcast, Thornyx was something else entirely: a creature of corruption, shadow, and raw temporal entropy. Empowered by the Corrupter, he escaped Calixtra-V, now more beast than Time Lord. With his new form and reality-warping powers, Thornyx began to spread across the galaxy unchecked, unrepentant, and untethered from any moral code. He acted on whim, desire, or vengeance, with no regard for those who stood in his way.
Shadow Hunters
Axel was born in the Court of Stars, into a family of high status and influence within the court. From an early age, he was immersed in both the intricate world of fae politics and the study of magical arts. His education at court included training in etiquette, diplomacy, and combat. He was mentored by a trusted elder, a long-standing guide to his family and someone who shaped much of his early development. Once his training was complete and he had gained enough experience through practice and a series of challenging simulations, he achieved the rank of ambassador. His family’s close ties to the Queen and their considerable influence played a part in his rapid rise. For the first few years in his new position, he was the target of resentment from a particularly bitter noble. That noble eventually moved on to direct their scorn toward another newly promoted fae, as was their habit.He was slow to let go of the arrogance that came from his privileged upbringing. Though he has become more open and willing to listen, a trace of that arrogance still remains. He was never close to his parents, so leaving them behind when he was assigned to New York came easily. Leaving his home, however, was harder. In the end, he did not regret it. He received a mark for distinguished service after dealing with a particularly troublesome group of rogue vampires who had been working to reduce fae influence. He ultimately defeated one of the strongest among them, using not only his wit but also his considerable magical skill. He found humans strange and their emotions messy. He often prefers to watch and observe from a distance. Over time, he began to understand them.The fae has lived in New York for many years, residing in an apartment heavily glamoured to blend into the human world. His shadow cat, Nyx, whom he first met and bonded with during his earlier studies, remains by his side and is also hidden through glamour. His magic blends various styles, including illusion and nature-based spells. He secretly watches over a select few individuals, including humans with fae ties and those with dormant fae lineage. There are whispers among some that his rise through the ranks was too fast, and some suspect that darker powers were involved. Others believe that his shadow cat is more than it seems.Time away from the Court has allowed him to discover not only more about himself but also about life beyond the structured world of courtly politics. He has come to prefer the company of different kinds of people and now makes his own judgments, no longer relying solely on courtly standards.
DC Verse
Born on Rann, Zar’Thul often clashed with the peaceful ideals of his people, seeking a deeper understanding of the galaxy and a way to leave his mark. His curiosity led him to encounter a Green Lantern during his travels. Fascinated, Zar’Thul seduced the Lantern, touching them once, and in doing so, manipulated them into betraying the Corps. The Lantern, now maddened by his influence, would do anything he asked, ultimately being consumed by madness and imprisoned for their actions.Zar’Thul was confined to the Sciencell Prison on Oa, heavily guarded by Green Lanterns, with a power-dampening collar created by the Lantern Corps’ tech experts. This collar uses the Green Lantern’s will to suppress Zar’Thul’s powers, reducing his strength and abilities. The collar is uncomfortable, making his voice hoarse, and can only be removed if his will is broken, a task the Lanterns had been unable to achieve.During one of Sinestro’s escapes, Zar’Thul seized the opportunity to break free. Using his shapeshifting abilities, he impersonated guards and manipulated others, turning several Green Lanterns into twisted, corrupted versions of themselves, now known as the Twisted Green Lanterns. Though his collar is much weaker than before, it still remains, and Zar’Thul continues to search for a way to rid himself of it, determined to reclaim his freedom.
Vampire the MasqueradeAxel was born over two centuries ago into privilege and grandeur. From a young age, he exhibited a flair for drama and an impeccable eye for fashion, a passion that defined much of his long existence. Raised in a wealthy household by a lord and lady, Axel was afforded every advantage: private tutors, a cultured upbringing, and eventually, a place at university. Despite his disinterest, he was forced to study mathematics, a subject chosen to prepare him for his expected future, taking over the family’s wine-selling empire. His life, however, was never destined to follow a conventional path. He fell deeply in love twice, first with a man named Lucius and then with another called Fernando. On both occasions, his affairs were discovered and swiftly dealt with. Rather than confronting him, his family paid off the lovers in hopes they would disappear. But neither left. The romances ended not with betrayal or scandal, but with time, as the sparks that once burned bright slowly faded.Axel eventually did run the family business, though it brought him little happiness. He spent most of his free time throwing lavish parties, hiding behind grandeur to mask the truth he couldn’t speak aloud. His family attempted to marry him off to noblewomen from prestigious houses, but each time he broke their hearts. He couldn’t love them, no matter how perfect they appeared on paper. His life changed forever during one especially extravagant party in Venice, a city he had visited often, but never with such indulgence. It was there that he met a man named Brunio, captivating and dangerous in equal measure. Throughout a single glittering night, Axel confessed his hidden passion: designing clothes, anonymously, letting others take credit. Brunio saw through him, recognised his fire, and after a night of pleasure and drink, offered him what he described as everything he could ever want, immortality, influence, and freedom. Though Axel didn’t fully understand the gravity of the offer, he accepted. The Embrace was, in its way, consensual.Adapting to his new life as a kindred took time, but when he was ready, Axel faked his death and adopted a new surname, Locket, a gift in spirit from his sire. Under Brunio’s guidance, he began to explore his creative instincts fully, establishing himself in underground fashion circles, holding secret catwalks and mingling with occult figures and unsavoury contacts alike. He embraced the shadows and the glamour, becoming a legend in the fashion world through a series of ever-changing names and identities. Over the decades and centuries, Axel’s fame grew, though it came with the sorrow of watching his admirers age while he remained untouched by time. Still, he never lacked for followers, always reinventing himself and moving from city to city. In recent years, he returned to Venice, where he set up a new home and business under the brand Diary of a Fashionista. With a fiercely loyal bodyguard and a diligent assistant, he built a modern empire.He is best known for creating a daring red ensemble, subtly checkered, that seems to shimmer and move under sunlight, a piece that turned heads and sparked rumours. Axel dreams of establishing the most audacious, beloved fashion line in the world. He has never shied away from boldness, attending Pride events in person and standing as a vocal, passionate advocate. Yet, for all the acclaim, a quiet yearning remains. He wishes for someone to know him as deeply and intimately as Brunio once did. He longs for a lasting partner, someone he could share eternity with someone who, if not already kindred, could be turned. Though occasionally vain and inclined to dismiss what offends his aesthetic sensibilities, Axel carries within him a depth of desire, vulnerability, and brilliance that few ever truly see.