Pleonexia Profani

Name: Pleonexia Profani
Nickname: Pleon; Xia; Greed
Sin: Greed
Age: >>6000
Appearance Age: 25-35 (Depending on mood)
Gender: Male

Personality: Because he is technically an idea and not human, he lacks the necessary human inhibitions, meaning he does not feel affection, anger, frustration, etc. but the things which would shape what could be called his "personality" would be he lacks fear, so he walks into blades which he knows will kill him, or attacks even though he knows he will be killed, etc. The only "emotion" he genuinely feels is zeal and desire: the two "emotions" which make up greed. He, through time and analysis, does understand that the greatest sin which all other sins are based on is pride, so he generally shows a sort of loyalty to Pride, understanding Pleonexia ultimately is a derivative of Pride. He is a moderate speaker, only talking about abstract concepts he feels those around him do not understand. Last, but not least, he believes his title of "Greed" is incorrect because he relates more with rapacity, generally informing those who refer to him as Greed about how he feels the title is incorrect because he (believes) he desires nothing; instead, he holds to his thought that he owns everything, generally referring to himself as the "Owner of Hell" and deferring to Pride as the "Ruler of Hell."

Physical Appearance:
A man with deep royal blue - almost black - hair with simple spikes across his tan forehead down to his powerful dark green irises. His face holds a nice, clean shave. Not a single wrinkle could be found on his face and he had to have plucked his eyebrows to have them so well trimmed and well designed. The rest of his moderately sized body holds a dark forest green Richard Jewel's Suit and on his feet lay the House of Testoni exclusive goat-haired brown dress shoes with their gold and diamond buckle. Inside his tux jacket laid so many solid gold chains, they gave the impression of a shirt. Each of his fingers, save the ring fingers, hold valuable rings, each with heavy gold and diamonds. The back of his left hand holds a coarse vector image of a inverted double edge sword with only a red outline.

Bio: He is one of the latter sins because, before people could have thoughts of greed, they had to envy the objects of another. The birth of this sin occurred when the very first person desired to have more of something for no other reason than to have. Despite this being the common definition for the sin of greed, this was not Greed's inception. Greed was born when this person acted on their greed. They wanted to steal an object, but, to do that successfully, an outside force would have to aid him, one that did not yet exist. To fill this gap, nature had to create an equal and opposing force to the greed, which created who is now Greed, though, at his birth, he was actually the opposite of Greed. After many years of this force developing, though, nature had to evacuate this force because it was becoming far too large and powerful, so it sent this force into Hell, somewhere easy to store a useless, formless, yet massive force. Nature knew, though, once this force entered hell, it would corrupt and evolve into a great form of the sin of Greed which it did. Nature left a passageway between the real world and Greed's location in Hell, so, when someone acted on their greed, Greed, the force, would donate its power.

What nature did not count on was Greed evolved into a conscious force and called out to the humans who called for its power to summon him, promising wealth and power and all the other desires of their hearts. Someone quickly summoned him when called by trying to rob the Scottish Bank of its 3.8 trillion dollars. The overwhelming amount of power this man needed drained Greed completely out of Hell. Greed took control of this person's body and returned to Hell with the human body. He took a human body because the human body can choose whether to give its energy or not. So, nature continues to mindlessly filter all the forces of greed to Hell to Greed - who named himself Pleonexia Profani since the body he took was Greek- who consumes them and gives them to humans in exchange for whatever Pleonexia wants.

Weapon(s): Voulisi Alysidon (Will of Chains)- Pleonexia's will takes the form of transcendental chains which have an arrow head with retractable talons at the ends and diameters of one millimeter. They have no color and technically cannot be held, since they exist as the manifestation of Pleonexia's will and not really physical objects. He can summon up to 200 of these chains and have full control of them with his mind, but, as the numbers increase, he cannot control the new chains as well. He generally manifests one of two special chains for close combat: one having a broadsword on the end and the other having a double-bladed katana.


A red symbol imprinted on the back of his left hand which was originally imprinted on the body Pleonexia took over. The symbol was made from high arcane magic which Pleonexia provided the mana for, and, in exchange, he was summoned into the body through light, bypassing the doors of hell. The magic used to create the symbol transformed the tattoo into something called a Command Seal - a magic which engraves itself into the body and becomes a part of the body, depending more on the life force of the person than on any other sort of energy. The command seal Lux allows the one wearing it to use their body in several ways regarding the term "light." The following are the three ways Pleonexia can use Lux:

1. The user's body can follow the path of even the faintest light at the same speed of a high level captain's shunpo save it accelerates after long distances.
2. The user can become translucent.
3. The user can see further and more accurately than most beings.

Because the Command Seal has connection to magic, it can activate Pleonexia's Symvola tou Pathous (Symbols of Passion) only using this method drains some more energy.

Powers:

1. Ampari (Storeroom) - Passive ability: Pleonexia gathers energy and stores it for later use, as if donating it to a reservoir he can call upon at any time. The energy he calls for cannot be used for healing during battle.
   
   
2. Symvola tou Pathous (Symbols of the Passion) - Pleonexia can make a certain movement with a certain body part to command his reiatsu to act in a certain way. Each specific symbol only acts as a trigger to activate the behavior of his reiatsu, and is only activated when the symbol is used and Pleonexia wants it.
   --a) Lampero Aera (Bright air): A blast of highly condensed reiatsu which has the appearance of white light but the sound of strong winds. It is in the shape of a paraboloid.
   ---Symbol: Hands placed palm to palm.
   
   --b) Fotia Lonchi (Fire Lance): Reiatsu moves so quickly it reaches high temperatures. It takes the form of a column of fire, though it does not have the elemental affinity of fire.
   ---Symbol: Hand(s) in a fist.
   
   --c) Onkolitho flert (Boulder Crush): The reiatsu becomes so dense in a spherical area, it forms something like a boulder.
   ---Symbol: A deep breath.
   
   --d) Kako Matia (Evil Gaze): His reiatsu surrounds him in a sphere which looks like an eye, where the iris is the user's line of vision and where 60% of the reiatsu for the barrier lies, while the "white" of the eye has 40% of the reiatsu.
   ---Symbol: A prolonged blink.
   
   
3. Epignosi (Awareness) - Pleonexia activates a literal sixth sense which involves all of the other five senses working together at maximum output to sense danger and almost see the possibility of death. Within battle, this can only be used once every three posts for the strain it causes onthe human body Pleonexia uses.
   
   
4. Skeli tis Nychtas Archonta (Arms of the Night Lord) - Pleonexia summons one of his two closest servants. The ritual takes some concentration from Pleonexia, which means he generally does not fight along side the servants. The ritual also only allows for either servant to only withstand two attacks to their body which causes some noteable damage. Either servant disintegrates by the sixth post, but the strain on Pleonexia is not affected by how long the servant remains. Pleonexia can only summon each servant once per fight.
   
   --a) Dolofonos (Assassin) -
   
   A 6'1 body of an athletic, yet muscular male who's skin is black. Their face is covered with a white mask similar to a badly drawn skull, their forearms wrapped in bandages, and their lower body has a small black cloth reaching near the knee. Dolofonos specialty is speed. He strikes quickly only using a kunai and shurikens to kill his foes.
   
   --b) Polemistis (Warrior) -
   
   A 5'11 body which is armored with yellow four point stars on the joints of his limbs. His head is also covered by a helmet with the shape of a four point star. The rest of his armor is black, with a small vest on his upper torso. He has read eyes and rather pale skin. Polemistis specialty is strength. He fights with purple blades he can create.
   

Desired Rank-Level: MST-3

A man with deep royal blue hair approached a local bank in Kagamino city. His deep, obviously dyed hair hung with simple spikes across his tan forehead down to his powerful dark green irises. His face held a nice clean shave to not distract anyone from his penetrating gaze. The rest of his hair held itself gelled very well parting at the right of his head so the right part of his head had the hair gelled toward the right and the rest of his hair lay to the left. Not a single wrinkle could be found on his face, but his air revealed he had to be rather old, or just wise. He had to have plucked his eyebrows to have them so well trimmed and well designed. Around his eyes also laid a firm line of black eyeliner, making his eyes truly catch anyone's attention. The rest of his moderately sized body held a dark forest green Richard Jewel's Suit. Yes. The man walked to a bank with a $900,000 suit encrusted with diamonds along it's seems to the bank. On his feet lay the $38,000 House of Testoni exclusive goat-haired brown dress shoes with their gold and diamond buckle. Inside his shirt, what one would think as tacky, he somehow made a fashion statement, for inside his tux jacket laid so many solid gold chains, they gave the impression of a shirt. Oddly, his wrists and fingers had nothing on them whatsoever.

As he walked toward the glass doors of the bank on the gloomy day – evident by the omnious gray clouds sliding about the morbid sky moving along with the breeze which shook the several palm trees aligning the glass bank - he stepped into a small puddle which a man before him evidently avoided. His right foot made it about 5 inches into the rather deep puddle, yet the man just continued to walk. The man before the character, obviously a businessmen as well, because of his blue suit and the Blackberry which he held up to his head with the hand he did not use to hold the door open, gawked at the action. The character continued to walk on the well-paved pathway as if nothing and declared in a nonchalant, baritone voice, "No worries, I am about to obtain the other existing pair. These have grown boring." Our character entered the bank before the man whose mouth remained completely open at the statements of the person who passed him.

He continued along the short path covered in a red carpet toward the open area of this wide bank. Eight registers all manned by people of various genders and races, but he could care less. $2,592,486.78 in storage. "Pfft. What a low-life bank." He whispered to himself as he continued walking into the open area with his eyes scanning the area like a hawk which knew its prey hid from it. He finally made it to the lobby where a salesperson in a red uniform walked over to him in her white high heels which went with her thin, white belt. Before she could speak, or even finished her stride, the man rolled his eyes down her body almost following the curves on her body all the way down to her feet. The discomfort from this showed somewhat on the associate's face, but she proceeded to open her smiling mouth to speak, but did not receive the chance. "You'll do." He placed his declaration firmly and audible. Immediately, he continued to walk into the center of the of lobby while the poor, unsuspecting woman slung into the air in a wreath of what sounded like chains, though none of these manifested themselves. She seemed dragged from her stomach straight into the air right above where the character had finally stopped. Her screams and wails immediately alerted all the people in the area who looked into the air to see an innocent East Asian woman hang in the air held up by all of her body. She screamed and kicked and flailed attempting to hit a chandelier nearby on the large 30 foot high roof she hung below. Suddenly, some eyes started coming down to look at the man who's once dark green eyes now shone with a firm, highlighter green light. He looked in a blank direction with a neutral face as he stood directly under the woman in the air. He slipped his hands into his pockets casually and opened his mouth, while a piece of gum which levitated to him from the crowd of people, unwrapped itself and entered his mouth as the wrapper plopped to the grown. His shoulders relaxed, and his legs opened slightly while he waited below the now barely flailing and quiet associate.

The wide bank and its large lobby had the build to support sound greatly and make it echo throughout the brown walls of the edifice. "Pleonexia, put her down she has-" A man came emerged from the left out of an employee's only area in a quick swing of the door. The man wore a very familiar suit: the Forest Green Richard Jewel's Suit. On his feet lay another very familiar pair of shoes: the brown House of Testoni dress shoes. While he moved out and began to call out to our character, the sound of chains thundered through the hall and ended when the executive officer suddenly had his stomach compressed and spat out from the grip of these invisible chains. In a quick movement, the man flew toward Pleonexia and stopped when he stood directly before the blue haired man, who continued to chew his gum and stand casually. His eyes, despite how they glowed, looked as dull and uninterested as ever as they moved toward their long awaited target.

The executive officer shook in fear. His face grew red, whether the redness was due to the strain the chains around his diaphragm produced or the fear for his life could have been a doctoral thesis for any psychology student. Pleonexia, the Greek word for ravacity: a wild, unrestrained form of greed moved its cold glare from the middle of nowhere to the very eyes of officer, who tried his very hardest to close his own eyes but finally could not. Once Pleonexia look toward the man and noticed the administrator's view had an angle where Pleonexia stood lower than the man, Pleonexia said his first words to the man. "First off, I don't understand why these chains disobey me after I use over 200 of them but whatever. Fix the height difference." Immediately, the man slammed into the ground with such a force that his feet cracked off his legs and hung off his calves, which, also, because of the event, cracked in half. Now the man, at full length, stood below eye level with Pleonexia. "Avoid looking down at me. You, nor any other being, should stand above me, though that is beside the point of my visit." he said relaxed. Pleonexia continued to chew his gum and removed his right hand from his pocket and placed it tenderly on the cheek of the adult man who hung in utter pain before him. The veins on his face bulged out all over his face, and sweat sprouted from most of the pores of his older face. He rubbed the executive officer’s cheek with his thumb softly and affectionately while still chewing his gum modestly. He moved his thumb up and wiped one of the man's many tears which streamed out of the executive officer’s left eye. Pleonexia held the thumb up to the man who glanced upward at the now quiet and still girl. "Look at me." Pleonexia demanded lightly from the man who quickly turned his gaze to the green-eyed man. "Why are you wasting these? Have you never felt poverty to know there are so many children who wish to tear out their tear glands so as to save water?"

Pleonexia moved his hand back into his pocket and held his gaze up to the man and continued to speak in his suave baritone, voice. "We made a pact. You know I will not kill you if you do not break my terms. Why fear if you have done nothing wrong?" Then Pleonexia stopped speaking and, as a snake slides up to its dying prey, a dark, horrid, indescribable grin crawled from the insides of his relaxed lips outward, completely dominating the young looking man's face. As if the horror movie could not take a worse turn, Pleonexia suddenly began to chuckle light-heartedly, but quickly ascending to a powerful, full out ominous laugh. The man suspended in the air shook very hard and his eyes quickly rolled to the back of his head and saliva, agitated to where it looked like foam, protruded from his closed lips. Suddenly, unexpectedly, a black and red sneaker flew quickly at the head of Pleonexia from outside the scene. As it reached his face, it suddenly accelerated at almost unperceivable speed back toward the young Anglo teen who threw it. The shoe hit the leg which only had a sock on, effectively knocking the boy over and launching him about 3 feet into the air horizontally. With no break, and only a second to scream, the sound of chains rung out almost in harmony with Pleonexia's laugh, and the boy slammed into the ground with such incredible power he shot right through the ground and down to who knows where.

During the event with the boy, the woman once held in the air by most of her body now hung in the form of a crucified person. Pleonexia slowly ceased to laugh and sighed to the side, saying to himself, "I must speak to Wrath for lessons on how to command more of these at once." Pleonexia raised his view to the man which evidently had a stroke approaching or occurring. Pleonexia shook his head, and spoke in a dull, tone commenting on the man, "Wonder why he was afraid. He must've recognized he was not to use my resources to buy lavish clothing." Immediately at the end of his phrase, the rattling of chains stormed the area around Pleonexia and the unnamed administrator, and the result consisted of the tux, shoes and all off of the man's outer clothing levitating beside Pleonexia. After the involuntary stripping of the man, Pleonexia's chains released him, causing him to fall to the ground in with a bang. Suddenly, something which should have happened before happened immediately: the man's cracked legs and basically severed feet bursted into a torrent of blood.

Pleonexia casually restarted chewing his gum and walked off toward the door, with his hands still in his pockets and the clothes levitating beside him. The people inside parted the way, getting off the red carpet where Pleonexia walked on with his somewhat more dry shoes. Someone among the people, holding back tears, called out to the terror exiting "Please put the girl down!" Pleonexia stopped and said casually, "Oh yes. The girl. The one that's been stealing my energy to drive her transactions with you mindless craps." The girl hanging from the ceiling had the rattling of chains boom around her, and, without a moment's notice, she flew directly into the ground with such massive momentum, her body did not splatter across the ground. Instead, she plunged into the ground. "I do not need any leeches which call upon my power without offering me something of value in return. That's the basis of my Greed."