Birthday: March 12 (2007)
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Race: Elf/Demon (Dragon type)
Sexuality: N/A
Occupation: Psychiatrist/Psychologist
Bio: Medado is a child of rape, born of an elven mother and a demon father. He despises his demon half which cursed him with unusual physical characteristics such as the incurable darkness around his eyes, claws on his hands, and the inevitable darkening of the ends of his hair. This side of his race also gave him the traits of low self control, a severely temperamental nature, and baneful physical and supernatural strengths (Fire and Psychological) that are only exposed during his rage. As a teen, the daily cruelty and repulsion shown towards him by the townspeople drove him to a point of blind fury. His mother, in an attempt to calm him and prevent him from carrying out a massacre, was crushed by psychologically inflicted gravitational pressure and burned to death by Medado. Upon regaining his mind and realizing what he had done, he fled from his hometown and has felt unbearably disgusted and hurt with his own existence ever since. He also became very interested in the mind as a result of the situation.
Medado lives a rather calm life, devoted to studying and self control. He has greatly progressed in containment and is now nearly harmless. He is very emotionally excitable, but extremely caring and careful with everything around him as well as clueless and easily distracted. He refuses to share his shameful past with anyone and feels undeserving of affection, though he is highly sought after. Medado is very sincere and gentle, but still holds a large amount of danger potential.










゙(゚、 。 7~Meow!
l、゙ ~ヽ
じしf_, )ノ
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Wanna see something cool?[link]
"Sword in hand, a warrior clutches stone to breast. In sword etched he his fading memories. In stone, his tempered skill. By sword attested, by stone revealed. My tale can now be told."
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Wanna see something cool?[link]
"Sword in hand, a warrior clutches stone to breast. In sword etched he his fading memories. In stone, his tempered skill. By sword attested, by stone revealed. My tale can now be told."
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