Phobos Corvus' Vault

+ rambunctious
{as someone that missed out on most of his youth, he tends to be rather childish. while he can be a great deal of fun, his high energy can be annoying.}

+ loyal
{while he is not quick to give out his loyalty to easy, once someone has it- they have it for a lifetime. their enemies are his though their allies may go through the same scrutiny as he placed on those he follows.}

+ protective
{while phobos detests weakness in others, he will act as a shield to those he deems worthy of his protection.}

+ selfless
{even as a child, what keeps him satisfied is to be useful to someone else. even as a tool for war as he once was.}


- irritable
{being a fanalis, he fits the stereotype of having a hot head. due to the lasting effects of the changes in his system, it makes it worse at times. causing him to go into a feral state.}

- tactless
{he has no filter and will often say what is on his mind regardless of their feelings. even if it would make them hate him.}

- cold
{much like diana, in his calmer times, he can be very callous towards others. often showing a lack of emotion or affinity towards others even if he knows them.}

- difficult
{having little to no manners outside of what his peers have taught him, he can be quite troublesome.}

+ diana
{ his sole obsession. the woman who saved him from ruin all those years ago. }

+ fighting
{due to the blood of the red lion running through his veins and a desire to be stronger. he loves to spar with others and get his hands dirty.}

+ sailing
{phobos enjoys the calm rocking of ships and the scent of the ocean breeze.}

+ dogs
{a corvus family staple for most of their tamers. his adoration for canines stemmed from pluto.}

- weakness
{ phobos views those emotionally or physically weaker than him as lesser beings. he values strength above all. }

- medicine
{ due to his past, he has an aversion towards any sort of pill or liquid medicine. nor does he trust doctors. }

- war
{ as much as he likes fighting, he does not agree with the concept of war. }

- talking
{ as he is not adept in communicating with others, he prefers not to talk because he can't get his thoughts out properly. }

an outsider into the corvus clan, a lot of eyes are on him to uphold the duties of diana, the current alpha. his goal is to become stronger, to prove himself to be good enough to exist within her shadow. his desire to be strong and overcome his mutations are what drive him to strive for more.

he has a personal vendetta to find and eliminate those who had once served gao yuan zu for what they did to him and all of the other fanalis children during the civil war.

his greatest fear is of death itself. as a boy he had seen it grasp onto many lives and has even experienced it's grazing kisses for himself. it is not the unknown he is afraid of how much is has cost him. so many memories skewed and steeped in it's darkness. he fears that one day, it will claim him before his time. it will take away all he holds dear and he would be powerless to stop it.

phobos is a young teen of a tall stature with bright yellow hair with red streaks, dark thick eyebrows, light skin, and golden eyes with red irides.

his hair and eye color differentiate from a normal fanalis' due to the mutations he underwent from the drugs he was given as a young boy. thus he is often mistaken for a human or a half-breed despite having full lineage.

his attire consists of a black uniform that is fastened with ornate golden buttons. as well as a cloak with a white to yellow gradient pattern and a red flame-like design along the bottom.

the beginnings of his life are a blur. he remembers a beautiful woman, holding him close to her breast. hot tears pouring down from her face. rough hands gripping at his arms. "no, please! stop!" she screams.

he is pulled away. her fingers dig desperately into his flesh. she is faceless. yet the vibrancy of her crimson hair stands out. like a spray of blood, it spreads out.

silence.

strange men throw him into a dark room. there are other children. they are loud so he is too. streams of fire run down his cheeks. his body shakes and he doesn't understand why. he wants the woman but he would never see her again. the men shout into the room. there is light but they remain shadows. a hand clamps itself over his nose and mouth. he can't breathe. something slips into his mouth and he swallows it. they force his mouth open, digging their dirty fingers around. when they leave, everything goes black.

he wakes to the soft touch of a hand. her slender fingers tangled in his mess of hair. his eyes gaze upon her. a bright white light takes over his vision. a goddess. he tries his hardest to stay awake. the demon in his body screams at him to kill her. he gasps for air. his limbs felt so heavy. the blood within him boils. it's too hot.

help.

two years later, his mind still riddled by the ghosts of his past. the poison still running through his veins. the healers tell him he will not have a long life. but what does that mean to him? he was a reverent monster; following his savior with faith unwavering. he only kept his life at the mercy of her hand. she was his mother, his punisher, his everything.

now in the alabaster city of reim, under the blazing sun; he arrives to a family once unknown to him. they look at him with leery eyes. he has passed their tests. suffered their trials. yet they are hesitant to accept him. he holds onto the guidance of his goddess. the only religion he would accept in this world.