◊General◊

↢Name↣
"What's it to ya" they spitefully replied, their voice just slightly muffled from underneath the sick mask
(Erebus Blight)

↢Nickname↣
"Don't have one, don't need one, my name is just fine" Erebus spoke coldly
(Boo, Ereb)

↢Age↣
"Nineteen, what about it?" their breathing was ragged as if just taking in a breath was hard

↢Gender↣
With a glare, he gripped the top of his sick mask as it to take it off but stopped. "Are you fuckin kidding me right now?"
(Male)

↢Species↣
"If I told you, I'd have to kill you" the male spoke, as he looked away. "Nah, not really, but who's to say I wouldn't"
(Demi-god of Fear and Darkness, in other cultures, seen as a Demon)

↢Sexuality↣
"I like chicks and dicks, simple really" Erebus replied looking back over to you still with a glare in his eye
(Bi)

↢Nationality↣
"I'm from the other side of the city. Figure it out for yourself" was his only reply before he lowered his hand back into his pocket
(American)

↢Accent↣
"Looks like we got a smartass over here," he remarked sarcastically and rolled his eyes
(New York)

◊Looks◊

↢Height↣
"Do you think I go around measuring myself?" Erebus questioned with a laugh
(6'3)

↢Appearance❣Irl/Anime↣

↢Eye color↣
"I dunno, you tell me. You've got a pair of your own, at least for now" Erebus chuckled
(Greyish-black, and when he completely uses his powers, fully black)

↢Hair color↣
"These questions are...getting kinda boring" the male groaned as he looked up towards the ceiling
(Black)

↢Skin tone↣
Moving to get out of his seat, Erebus started rummaging around the place
(Pale)

↢Body type↣
"There's a lot of lame stuff in here too. Have you ever thought about livening up the place with a bit of...color?" He questioned before turning his back towards you, "I think my favorite type would have to be red"
(Lean)

↢Scars❣Piercings❣Tattoos❣Other bodily features↣
"Yeah, I've got a bunch of tattoos all over my body" Erebus explained as he then smirked from beneath his mask while facing you, "I guess that makes me a bit of a bad boy then right?"
(There are scars wrapped around parts of his arms and back of his neck. It's the darkness' way of showing how both are the same. This time around, the tattoos wrapped around those parts and resemble thorny vines)

◊Personality◊

❣Positive❣
※Adaptable|Erebus is ever-changing to the things surrounding him. If he's in a crowd of people he'll stay quieter to blend in, or if it's a party he might turn upbeat. It's all about going unnoticed for him, to him, every day is a day something could change, something could shift. He's had his core shaken so badly that he's learned to go with the flow when things go bad. The male isn't at all mellow or calm, but he knows how to mute himself when the time is right. He isn't afraid of change and to change, in fact, he's taken a liking to change and often tries to shake it up a bit from time to time
※Dynamic | Even though it may not look like it, when not around others Erebus is a pretty upbeat guy. He's a thrill-seeker looking for his next trip on dopamine. When alone he's loud and likes to make jokes, he finds comfort in the rush of events. If it's loud, he'll be there, and he doesn't like sitting still at all
※Sly | The male is like a fox, clever and slick. He's a sarcastic smart mouth and he's very aware of the fact. Erebus is a bit of a trickster, whether it's lying or some other form to get what he wants he's pretty crafty. There's never a second that he doesn't have a smirk on his face. He enjoys teasing others, getting them flustered but it's all in good fun, usually. There's a sort of twinkle in his eye from all the thoughts that run through his head
※Solitary | He's gone his whole life without having a friend that it became comforting when he's alone. Erebus doesn't need someone else to have a good time, he IS the good time, he is the party. He'll talk to thin air or himself, he doesn't really care if he seems crazy, it's all in good fun. The male is very used to being the last one picked to the point it doesn't matter to him. If he could be shipped off to an isolated island for the rest of his life he would, pure complete solitude. It's a bit of a dream for him

❣Negative❣
※Deceptive | Erebus knows what he is, he knows what he can do and he does it to get what he wants. As slimy as a snail, he'll trick you if he's bored. In fact, he's an outright criminal with sticky fingers for anything that cures his boredom. He's like robin hood but without kindness. Erebus steals from the rich and gives to no one, not even himself sometimes as he's a bit of anarchist and flat out burns the money.
※Unreliable | The male hasn't ever had a need to rely on others or vice versa. His parents barely raised him, he's scary to humans so he's never had a reason to keep up to his words. A pretty good liar, Erebus can swiftly dance his way out of a conversation or weasel his way to ask something by using fear as a tool. You can't depend on him unless he actually gives a thought about you. He doesn't really care about the consequences of his actions when he fails people's standards.
※Unstable | Erebus is like a ticking time bomb. If he's not having fun then something has to change. A loose cannon when bored, and while he doesn't murder people flat out, he's not against causing a bit of physical pain. His sometimes scattered thoughts leave him running around the place like a chicken with its head cut off, and it really shows when he can't focus straight. One second he might be doing one thing, and then another he'll be on the other side of the room doing something else
※Careless | The male is careless to a fault. He's too easy-going, and very unapologetic. He might give a 'whoops' or 'sorry' but that's probably the best you'll ever get. Erebus has never had a need to care about anyone else but himself, to him, everyone is the enemy, his parents, his schoolmates, every single one of them. Unless he actually cared about someone, which has never happened, if you were to be falling off a cliff and he had a chance to save you he wouldn't. He'd laugh and turn his back before saying how it was your fault you got into yourself that situation

↢Likes↣
"I like it when there aren't any rules, they weigh me down!" Erebus grumbled as he sat back in his seat and stared up at the ceiling
(The outdoors, Animals, Art, Exploring, Coffee, and Taking the subway)

↢Dislikes↣
"What do you think" he questioned with a raised brow, not at all hiding the annoyed tone in his muffled voice
(Authority, The dark, Too many questions, Crowded places, and Rich people)

↢Backstory↣
"Heck if I really know...right now Im just being raised by a pair of people who have no idea what they're doing," the male remarked before looking away
(To understand Erebus, you must understand his lifespan. At the core root of it, he can only be described as a demon-like lesser-god from many different cultures. Ruler of darkness and fear, his history is a long one, so long that his body is reborn every 500k years he dies and a new version of him is reinvented, reborn after a grace period of a few years in between each. This version of him, is the third in this way. When he is reborn, his memory is wiped, only leaving behind faint ideas or remnants of his past in its place. He, nor the darkness gets to choose the place he is reborn into, it's said the fates themself decide how each era of darkness will form. The different versions of himself all share the same body at birth, however, the consuming nature of the male is influenced by the nurturing of others around him.

The first version of him was the strongest, ill intent and driven by a greed for power. He and the darkness worked together side by side, interchangeably. In the era of cavemen, his presence among humans was often unwanted, thus, he formed a new power, fear. He was able to morph the darkness as well as himself into different forms depending on what the mortals grew afraid of in the dark. The more fear he created, the more power he developed. It was an endless cycle in which many people became sleep-deprived and soon, his appearances were named 'The Boogeyman'. Scary stories were told around the campfire, his existence became folklore and from it came the rise of his empire. However, this would soon slowly fade as this sadistic man was replaced with version 2 of himself.

Version two grew up in a loving home in Greece. Though still plagued with nightmare-like memories of his former self, Erebus focused on the people around him, learning kindness and how to love others. This soon led him down the path of growing an admiration towards nature, how it was practically as timeless as he was, fading in and out of new times. He'd often travel deep into the forest, or even up mountains to explore what the world had to offer. Later finding a grove full of Nymphs, he fell in love and, afterward married a woman, Aura, who was as sweet as an apple tree and as kind as the animals around her. Erebus left his past of darkness behind for a new form, or rather shade. To replace the lack of a Boogyman amoung people, Erebus crafted shadow creatures who would later form all sorts of tales both good and bad of their own. Considering his entire being was the shadows themselves, his breath grew the ability to let out all sorts of gases depending on his mood, which, in these times were happier. From laughing gas to sleeping, the two were rarely ever seen apart. He learned a new understanding of himself, with darkness came light, and to him, Aura was his light at the end of the tunnel. Eventually, his time came and he had to wish his beloved goodbye, vowing that, in another day, another lifetime, their souls would find each other again.

The current version of Erebus, era 3, was created in an alleyway in the worser parts of the city. Soon later being found by a group of people and dropped off at the nearest orphanage, his early life of childhood was rough. Having both his sweet and bitter past, the shadows would often call out to him, begging for him to return home where he 'belonged'. After being away so long since era 1, this was more than enough for the once comforting thing to become a living nightmare. The god of fear and darkness, is afraid of darkness, the very thing he has control over. His aura around him was often chilly, skin pale and cold to the touch. This somewhat deathly appearance scared off any and all children. Some older kids, however, would turn this fear into hatred and would often attempt to bully the boy, and while he put up with it for a few months, the darkness had-had enough in seeing him suffer, resulting in it taking things into its own hands. That day, for a moment it consumed the poor boy, his very breath emitted a dark vapor that later turned his body into creatures indescribable to the eye. After that, those children were never seen messing with him again, however, in the same light, Erebus' fear for the darkness only grew.

Being adopted later by the Mayor and his Trophy wife, Erebus was seen more or less as a prized possession. After rumors had spread out of control about the dark child, the two made a publicity stunt out of the whole adoption, calling it a 'charitable act'. Home was no different than back at the orphanage, he was isolated, alone. His parents either absent or bickering with each other, it later made Erebus grow to loathe the rich. Forced to wear a mask for his 'safety', the male soon used the look and embraced it, getting a sense of style out of it. In his spare time, he'd often doodle or outright draw, watching people from a distance was a talent of his that he soon later in life took to the extreme in high school.

Still sleeping with a handful of night lights as a senior in high school, Erebus had at least managed to get under control his deathly appearance and aura so that he seemed like an ordinary kid. His grades were failingly decent, and when not sometimes skipping class, he'd go out into the city to just explore. Taking up the hobby of spray painting, Erebus soon took his level of art to a new peak. Theivery. He was as silent as the night itself, and with access to an arrangement of tools at his disposal, the male stole, and replaced arts of work with his own in art galleries. Growing a small following from it, it's one of the only true things he takes pride in. That, and the collection of paintings he's collected over the years that he's put on display at a warehouse he had his parents buy)

↢Hobbies↣
His sour attitude for once seemed to brighten up as he grinned from under his mask, "My favorite? It'd probably be exploring the city. If you get to the right place at the right time...the view can be amazing. It works for perfect inspiration when it comes to drawing"
(Exploration, Drawing, People watch, and tending to forest animals)

↢Powers↣
"I can show you if you really wanna know" Erebus muffly spoke with a raised brow as he reached for his mask again. Pausing though, he scoffed and looked away, "Im not a very patient guy so just keep the questions moving"
(There are two sides to his abilities. His Era 1 ones and Era 2.

Darkness isn't just nothing, its an amalgamation. A creature almost, somewhat wild but always lurking in the background. Its what creates shadows, helps turn day into night, the opposite of dark. To live in the shadows is to hear the whispers of the blind, some frantic and nervous, others welcoming the cold embrace. It has a voice, quiet, yet raspy. The darkness is what informs the male about who he was in the past although it hated his Era 2. It refuses to give any information on his past lover. Erebus is able to control and will it to his use, however, at the same time it is apart of him. He was created out of darkness itself. He can seep into shadows and appear out of others, draw shadows from his surroundings and manipulate them to whatever he pleases. It longs to be apart of Erebus again and so often whenever there is any lack of light, it creeps out from the corners to try and embrace him. Thus, the countless nightlights in his room.

His second ability is, with darkness comes fear. He is able to turn into various forms of a person's fear as well as sense it when they let their guard down like sleep. He can transform into giant spiders, have the dark surround someone to make it feel as if they are drowning, cause the floor underneath them to seem as if they are falling. Darkness isn't 2d, it's 3d, like some sort of fog able to bounce to live and slowly fill up space.

Lastly, with his Era 2 ability, it's mostly passive. Erebus' breath itself in it's nature is darkness. His body reeks it and the way it escapes his body is through the mouth. Depending on his emotions, the usual black smog will change in color and effect. The normal one is fear, barely visible to the eye and the thickness is also dependent on if there is light. What emitted from him when he was younger was his very own breath, causing people around him to feel uneasy. When he is happy or excited, he produces laughing gas, Tired, sleeping, angered or annoyed, poisonous gas, and upset or sad, tear gas.)

↢Weakness↣
"S-shut up" Erebus somewhat mumbled quietly as he put his hand down. "Im not afraid of anything...you are!"
(As far as emotional goes, Erebus is terrified of darkness. He can't sleep without his nightlights or having the lights on which can often lead to a lack of sleep/baggy eyes and tiredness.

The darkness is harmless out in daylight or in a fully lit room even if there are a few shadows. It only has power when it is able to take over the light. It's why Erebus has to have multiple night lights, if it were simply one, the darkness would snuff it out.

His shadow teleportation is limited to his belief in the darkness. He needs the shadow to be as large as his body. If he would learn how to deal with it, however, he would be able to travel through shadows much smaller than his own.

While it may seem like Erebus is immortal, he technically isn't. He can die just like anyone else, just not from disease or old age. If he does meet an untimely death however, his conscience will simply disappear into the darkness and the cycle will continue once again.

His breath doesn't work if something is covering his mouth. Erebus has also discovered that eating minty things disables the breath for a while however, it gives him a sickly cough. He'll often carry around a pack of breath mints as well as wear scarves to cover his mouth)

↢Dream Job↣
"Id wanna spray the largest mural out there!" the male beamed excitedly
(Spraypaint-Artist)

↢Occupations↣
"Im stuck in classes all day thanks to my parents. But when Im not being bored out of my brains Im in the streets doing what I do best, art"
(Student, Artist, and Theif)

◊Extra information◊

↢Pets↣
"A rat I named Gidget, we practically go everywhere together, she's my pocket buddy"

↢Family↣
"None" he stated blankly while narrowing his eyes a bit
(Erebus loathes his parents. He knows he isn't related to them and that he'll outlive him so he doesn't see a point in getting attached to them. They've never tried to build a relation either so its a two-way street between the three of them)

↢Quotes↣

"This is so boring...come on, let's go have some fun!"

"Art isn't that garbage you see in museums. That's just a bunch of rich people crowding around to call themselves special. No, real art is about putting heart into it, emotion"

"I wanna explore all the world has to offer and Im not gonna do it by sitting around on the ground. There's a reason birds are free you know. At least, usually..."