Jango

Jango
The Original Outsider
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Form: ??
Element: Darkness
Influence: Shadow and Night

Jango, the Lord of the Night

Dark and brooding. Jango has power over the night, and, in times past, spent most of his time formulating various plans to seize control of the three realms. But, of late, he has remained hidden, choosing instead to observe the Cleft, refine himself, and wait until he finds something interesting to get involved with.

At one point he was married to Sarai, the goddess of the moon and guardian of hope. But, years ago, after he discovered her duplicity and treacherous actions against him in favor of the mortals of the Cleft, and Tenor, he took her into the Upper Realm and she has not been seen since.

Jango has been inactive for years following the disappearance of Tenor and Sarai, and it was thought that he was gone too. But, recently, there have been reports from the deepest and darkest places in the Cleft of of things stirring.

Avatars: Ravens, Bats, and other creatures of the night that aren't undead.

Followers: ??

Monuments:

STATS

Level 104

HP:??? MP:??? MV:???

Abilities:

Shadow Walk: 0 MP - The ability to transport anywhere shadow may fall.

Blind: 5 MP - Binding shadow across the eyes of given target, effectively blinding them until magic is lifted or day breaks.

Gravija: 50 MP - Magic spell that forms a Gravity well.

Globe of Darkness: 10 MP - Darkens the immediate area until spell is lifted or day breaks.

Midnight Nocturne: 50 MP - Puts everyone in general area into a magical sleep until spell is lifted or day breaks.

Shadow Bind: 10 MP - Solidifies darkness around a target, or specific body parts thereof, effectively binding them in place until magic is lifted or day breaks.

Minion 100 MP - A shadow replica, with half of Jango's power.

Auto Skills:

Nocturnal Dominion: All of Jango's power is doubled after dusk.

Lament of Sol: All of Jango's power is cut by 1/2 after dawn.

Cleft Origin Stories: Dark Wrath

My name is Jango.

Of course, that is not my full name, but one I have taken so that the thick-tongued inhabitants of this accursed realm have something to call me. I once was Jangolothien Li'Durondicannan, an outcast, an exile, a Dark Elf.

Exiled. No, I was more than that.

I was cursed. Never again could I walk in the light of day. Never again would I feel the suns welcome warmth on my skin. The moon was made my mistress, and I a child of the night. And for what?

In return for protecting my people, and saving them from utter destruction, I was cast down. I was made their scapegoat. They blamed me, ME, for the decline of our people's magic. They blamed me for allowing those barbaric humans to attack us. They accused me of using dark magics, and being in league with the Dark One.

They could not explain why their magic was failing when mine had not, nor could they explain how I, an elf, had summoned that demon to ravage the human army that threatened us.

So instead of being hailed a hero, I was cast out.

Humans thought me a vampire and elves saw the taint of the curse on me. Trying to live under such conditions had proved time and again nigh impossible. I killed many a hunter that came seeking to carry my head back as a trophy. I narrowly escaped the assassins blade sent by my own kin countless times. I was forced to steal what food and other supplies I could, me, one born of noble elven blood.

The few years spent living like some beast in the wild finally broke something in me. My people had cursed and despised the one that had saved them. I would have my revenge. I was treated so unjustly, that the whole of the elven nation deserved my wraith. I would bring down on them the worst thing I could conjour. I would rain death down on their heads until they had no other choice but to call on me to save them once again. I would make them recant their accusations and lift the foul curse that kept me away from the beauty of the sun.

With the use of a black crystal I had found in my youth, I summoned Meteor.

Something went horribly wrong that day. A fluke, a chance occurrence that threw my whole plan spinning into chaos.

The sun that I had missed for so long went supernova. The result was cataclysmic. The Meteor crashed into the exploding star, showering the whole of our planet with flaming chunks of Meteor and our once glorious sun. A rift in space-time formed where the sun had once hung, drawing all manner of things from and around our planet into it.

As the planet broke up around me and I started to fall up into nothing, I thought that I had surely destroyed the entire universe.

And I was vindicated by that....

History

• • Experiments and dissects Reploids
    • Studies Reploids in hopes of building army
    • Conducts experiments with Seikou, Fortissmo, Variance, Channel, and Vice
  • Terrorizes and manipulates mortals in attempt to build a following
    • Rika gives herself to Jango in exchange for Vice's life.
  • Arctic stands up for mortals, battling Jango in the Upper and Middle Realms.
  • Tenor sides against Jango, though not for mortal benefit.
  • Coalition forms, mortals determined to stop Jango.
  • Jango destroys old Maverick Hunter base.
    • Headed up by Milo.
    • Used abandoned Maverick Hunters base as headquarters.
    • Never named.
• Sarai begins helping Coalition as best she can.
  • Meets with Milo.
  • Begs Jango to stand down.
• Ageatii offers sanctuary from Jango to mortals.
  • Testing mortals to see if there really is a threat.
  • Depending on outcome, Ageatii would decide if he was to get involved.
• Jango, Sarai, and Tenor all disappear.

• Secretly builds Arilothas, based on his research into Reploids, and plants false memories in its mind of vengeance and hating Jango.
  • Mortals and Immortals alike believe that Arilothas is simply a new form for Jango, leaving the real Jango free to take care of his personal affairs in the Upper Realm with Sarai and Tenor.