as long as my heart's still beating

PLAYER INFO
Name: Lina
Contact: alebrije // alebrije#3012 @ discord
Are you over 18?: Yes

CHARACTER INFO
Character Name: Nyx Ulric
Canon: Kingsglaive: FFXV
Canon Point: Immediately when he puts on the Ring of the Lucii

Appearance: Literally a French male model
I wish I were kidding
Age: ~35

Setting: Kingsglaive // FFXV
History: Here
Personality:
Nyx Ulric, at his core, is a caring man, one who feels deeply but manages, for the most part, to keep his emotions under control. Among his peers, Nyx is known for both his capacity to be cool under pressure, and to do really stupid shit. For this he is nicknamed "Hero" because, you guessed it, he's a big damn hero.

A guilt complex fuels his heroic streak. He was unable to save his sister from the attacks on Galahd, so in turn, he fights hard and does absolutely whatever he can to never be so helpless. Only once does he explicitly mention his feeling of helplessness to Luna, but clearly it continues to haunt him 12 years after the fact. Perhaps it's his capacity to feel so deeply, or perhaps it's his need to carry this memory to continue with his current life, but nonetheless, it drives him towards accomplishing impressive feats. He is known to have been one of the more gifted and adept users of the King's magic and he displays his prowess without fear or hesitation.

Of course, the heroism could be read as arrogance and recklessness. Nyx has little to lose without a home and without a blood family. What he has now are only his comrades, and the hope of a future. He's learned to accept death, as well as having no true home to ever go back to. Nyx is, at his worst, a vagrant, a man who is a victim of the brutality of war and diaspora. Galahd is lost and destroyed, and his ties to it are tenuous at best. Though we have no concrete evidence of it, it's safe to assume that the braids he wears and the tattoos he sports are commemorations of Galahd, as his best friend since childhood Libertus also has braids and tattoos.

With so little to lose, well... he's learned not to really hold back his tongue. What he says, he fully believes, and sometimes, that means breaking orders. Our introduction to Nyx in Kingsglaive is him going back to save his best friend against orders. When questioned, Nyx says he follows his heart, and so long as it beats, he follows that. Naturally, he got demoted to the lowest of low work for his insubordination. Nonetheless, though Nyx is a loyal soldier, if he feels something is wrong, he will go out of his way to do the right thing and tell the truth, no matter what. His need to tell the truth goes beyond even respect for superiors. He very nearly accuses King Regis of killing hundreds upon hundreds of innocents, and he pretty much tells off the astral beings known as The Old Kings to, essentially, go screw themselves, even as he lay dying and literally burning. Imagine, if you will, Nyx laying on the ground, knees shot out, laughing hysterically while his arm is on fire. That, in a nutshell, is Nyx Ulric.

As mentioned earlier, he believes in a future. Hopeful, but not naive, Nyx will see something through to the bitter end if it means something better is at the end. In a way, he could be seen as somewhat Machiavellian. To protect the future, to ensure the ring would reach Prince Noctis, he accepted the incredibly stilted terms of exchanging his life for a few hours of unbridled power. Don't be mistaken, though, because he would readily give up his own life instead of his friends' lives. Nyx was offered the power of the Lucii if he sacrificed a life, and he blew off the offer entirely. It was simply unacceptable. Nyx is a man of sacrifice, knows exactly where he stands if not by his own self-awareness, the constant reminders from people within Insomnia who harbor deep hatred and xenophobia for the refugees.

He has no loss of identity, for he knows where he comes from, but in brief moments we see his hesitation and the anger that comes in attacking his heritage. A guard attempts to get a rise out of him. Instead, Nyx chose to ignore the man as best as possible, keeping down the anger. Yet, he says to the Kings, that he is nothing. He has nothing, now comes from nothing, so now, he is simply nothing but a man and a soldier without a future to call his own and a past long gone.

Canon Abilities/Skills:
SKILLS

• Hand-to-hand combat


• Free-running


• Weapons training: gun usage, knife usage, sword usage


• Precision driving


• Airship and air vehicle piloting


• Spec ops training


• Black ops training: including covert operations, infiltration, stealth, and so on

ABILITIES

• Magic: in canon, he is granted access to use a variation of the King's magic, with a caveat: the ring bearer and wielder of the magic of the Lucii must be alive. This magic includes the following:
  
  • Elemental magic: specifically creating lightning bolts and fire balls at will
  
  
  • Force fields
  
  
  • Warping: Nyx's weapons are imbued with the ability for him to warp, which is pretty much teleportation. It instantly snaps the user from one place to wherever the weapon is going in a flash of glass, ash, cinders, and fire.
  
  

(POSSIBLE) SCALING OF ABILITIES

• Lessened strength of force field


• Lessened strength of elemental magic


• Warp travel limited


• Adding recharge times to the use of magic (the movie doesn't have this mechanic like it does in the game, so Nyx could have it now within the game)

ON STATION 72

Symbiote Specialization: Iota
Symbiote Ability:
LEVEL 1: REMOTE SHIELDS
At level 1, Nyx will be able to generate shields for those in his brood within a 3 yard radius. The shield will simply form around the person, as opposed to him being nearby and generating a forcefield. The shield's duration is capped at 15 seconds, and he will be out of energy as if he sprinted at full speed. These shields will only lessen damage, not completely negate it.

LEVEL 2: REMOTE SHIELDS 2.0
The shields will still be limited to the brood, but within a much larger range of 10 yards. The duration will increase to 20 seconds, with a much higher deflection. The shields will reenergize the user as if they suddenly got punched in gut with caffeine. Level 2 shields will weaken Nyx, as well as start make his skin burn. Faint scars will start to appear on his face and neck. These scars will initially fade back but continuous usage will certainly start to leave permanent but faint marks. A maximum of two people can be protected, but the shield time will halve to 10 seconds per user.

LEVEL 3: REMOTE SHIELDS 3.0 + HEALING
At maximum level, Nyx will be able to generate shields for both his brood and those outside of his brood within a range of 20 yards. The duration of the shield is 30 seconds, with almost a complete negation of all damage, as well as providing a healing factor to restore energy and seal light wounds. Level 3 shields will continue to weaken Nyx, the burning will worsen and the scars will deepen. The entire brood can be protected simultaneously for 15 seconds, but the scars and the burning will multiply. Continuous usage of the shield ability will produce permanent damage. For the healing, Nyx will be essentially sacrificing his own energy and health to restore his allies.


Inventory:

• Kingsglaive uniform


• Pair of kukris


• Defunct copy of the Ring (no powers, just pretty)

SAMPLES
Samples:
Big damn hero

Rescue Write-up:
Besides, haven't you heard? I'm the hero.

A last ditch effort, a suicidal and insane idea on his behalf. The Ring is deceptively lightweight for what it does, what sort of burden it really is. It slips too easily onto his finger. Daemons are a constant, the same way Nifelheim is a constant. And now, his death is being sealed by people he used to trust, by former comrades so jaded and bitter. They would see him dead, now.

All of it falls away, as he's taken away to some place else. Nyx doesn't know if it's real or if it's deliriousness. He hasn't slept in something about two days, after all. Maybe he's just hallucinating.

He knows better. This is his end. Bizarre as this landscape is, with shattered legs and grime across his face and uniform, he knows this is the end.

"You need us," a voice says, "and we need you. You will die here if you stay."

On his back, sprawled, he breathes hard. The end is right there, staring him down, breathing fire and shooting bullets. "I don't care if I die. Me, I've got plans to finish what I start."

He can sense this figure curiously cocking her head. Her, he surmises, as if he'd known this all along. "No? And your friends? Would you sacrifice them in your own sacrifice? Would you drag them down with you?"

Nyx pauses now. He could die right now and it wouldn't matter. If he died for himself, it wouldn't mean much. But if living meant Libertus lived too, if it meant the Princess could see to it that she gets to the Prince...

"Where do you need me?"

The woman, regal and queenly somehow, pulls him to his feet. His legs, miraculously, don't give out. He stands in the purple and white light. The metal pieces of his uniform gleam in ethereal flashes. "Where you've always belonged."

She leads, he follows, to where only the gods know. He follows this royal woman as a soldier follows his leader.