Name: Dreizehn
Gender: Male
Age: 6 years (but seems to occupy the body of a 23 yearold)
Race: Human?
Class: Berserker

Physical Description:
Dreizehn is a fairly tall, extremely pale young man who's body is covered from head to toe in scars. The most notable is a large scar over his heart, a XIII that has been gouged into his left arm, and a scar over his right eye that looks severe enough to blind him. Despite this road map of past suffering, most of the major scars are as faded as distant memories. His pale grey eyes see perfectly, better than human, and his body is in incredible condition. His hair is long, dirty ivory and unkempt, decorated with several black spiked bangles in his mane-like tresses.

He wears very little clothing, only a thick black belt around his waist, white robes both front and back, and white bandages wrapped around his upper legs, ankles, and groin area (to protect his extremities). On each wrist, ankle, and his tail are black spiked bangles. The tail itself is long, scarred and furless save the tip which has a thick shock of white fur.

This is not the only animal-like trait of this young man, as he also possess thick black claws on both his hands and feet and sharp fangs between his black lips. Indeed, Dreizehn appears at times not to be human at all, shifting between a solid human-like entity and a more ethereal beast.

Personality: Very aloof and to himself. He is very wise and sage-like, but he is also given to a certain bloody-minded savagery. Though he has only good and justice in mind, it is the savage justice of nature and only the good of himself and those he cares for. Having said which, he rarely cares about anyone save as his next meal and he is not adverse to consuming the flesh of humans or other sentient beings.

Weapon:
Souls Sting~ A long sickle with a large spike both at the top of the black handle and opposite to the curved blade. A long black chain extends from the bottom of the handle and connects to a bladed, weighted mace.
The sickle has a strange effect to which it sentence's any who feels its bite to a slow, agonizing death within thirty minutes of piercing their flesh. This isn't a poison, but a part of the blade that strikes at the enemies soul, removing it from this plane of existence.
The chain of the weapon is just as deadly, as it can pass through all physical objects. This would not be so terrifying in and of itself, but it has on more than one occasion ripped out the souls of an entire swath of living forest, cursing the wood to instant death. As a side effect, the chains can be used to bind souls, spirits, demons, and other such ethereal entities with little difficulty.
While both of these aspects of this weapon deliver cruel, yet peaceful death, the mace has a much different effect. Whatever it lands on instantly explodes with earth shattering force, regardless of its physical make up. This can be used to easily decimate any foe or turn anything from a tiny insect to a large bolder into an instant bomb.

Other Weapons/Armor:
Bangles: The bangles act as both weapons and defensive gear. They can be used as easily as Dreizehn's own claws. Defensively, they are made from a thick armored ore that repels all piercing strikes, if positioned correctly. However, his wrists, ankles, and tail can all still break, and his limbs and hair be cut.

Accessory:
White Ankh~ A strange one winged white ankh hangs from a silver chain in Dreizehn's left ear. He doesn't seem to be able to remove it so he's pretty much forgotten about it's existence. Randomly, the item has sometimes saved him from status effects and magic that would otherwise prove fatal. the effect IS extremely randomized, however, and he has learned not to rely upon it.

Magic:
Dreizehn's magic is so underdeveloped as to be almost non-existent. When in dire straights holy light pours from his eyes and mouth and explodes from his body...but he has only the barest amount of control over this power and it can result in more harm to him than those who have pushed him to such limits.

Summons:
Gryphon (giant griffin): Ele Wind
Soul Wyrm (giant wraith worm): Ele Ghost, causes status effects
Eclipse (holy beast): Ele Holy

Special Tech:
Phase Shift - as has been mentioned Dreizehn can pass in and out of a semi-were state, growing long fur, teeth and claws dependent on his mood. In more severe cases he will lose himself to the beast and enters a total berserk state...his power and speed nearly unmatched by anything living or dead.

Soul Separation - A beast soul, Dreizehn's soul, leaps from his body. Its fangs can't harm flesh, but cut to the soul. Likewise, it cannot be harmed by physical attacks but it is vulnerable to magic. During this time the human body can still move and is invulnerable to magic. If anything happens to the other, the body or soul will feel it as well.

The Call - Howling loudly he calls any beasts or birds in the area to his aid. the problem is they MUST be in the area...they cannot simply be summoned.

The Howling - Dreizehn can perform several sonic attacks by howling. They are more powerful at close range.

Limit Breaks:
Lv.1
"Howling Anguish"- All the anguish and pain Dreizehn feels rips forth from his throat in a massive sonic blast. It causes damage dependent on how close the enemy is, but will always cause confusion and paralysis if applicable.
"Soulful Dirge"- Dreizehn's hair begins to glow white hot and dance as flame. Empowered by spirit energy the hair can melt through anything, regardless of its natural resistance to flame. This attacks time is extremely limited.

Lv.2
"Call of the Wild"- Howling in strange tones, Dreizehn's body is completely healed and he becomes temporarily invincible. During this time a pack of spectral wolves will appear and attack any enemy present. This lasts for a very limited amount of time.
"Soulless Requiem"- Dreizehn's body sinks into the earth to heal as his soul rises into the air and turns into a ball of spiritual flame that seeks to smash into the opposition and engulf them in holy fire. This lasts for a moderate amount of time. Even if the enemy is immune to such blazing soul energy, it grants Dreizehn a brief respite from the rages of battle.

Lv.3
"Death Howl"- Arching his back, Dreizehn transforms...but this time three holy angelic wings spread on his back. The chain of his weapon wraps around his own body forming a black cloak that repels all magic. The sickle extends into a Scythe that can cause instant death if it pierces its enemies flesh and destroys all matter and energy. A third eye opens on his forehead and all three burn with holy light. In this form he knows advanced blood kant*. This lasts for a moderate length of time.

"Soul Seekers Ballad"- With a soft howl Dreizehn's body blurs...a human soul blurred with a wolfs stands in his place. This is his true form. In this form he can leap inside his opponents body and for a very limited time control his enemies actions or the actions of another creature. This limit break is useless unless used in close proximity to an enemy. It can be break, easily, by the enemy injuring themselves, but this would require a massive amount of will power on their part.

Lv.4
"Beneath the Howling Stars"- Giving a final howl, a holy light shines down, scathing the landscape with righteous judgement...banishing all evil and undead from the land.

"Hallelujah of the Beast"- Dreizehn's entire body goes through reverse reincarnation. His body becomes a total wolf, one eyed, and with many bleeding scars. Gigantic by wolf standards three angel wings adorn his back, and his entire body glows the white of the Soulful Dirge. Only the bangles remain of his former outfit, but all the scars are the same.

Bio:
A light Fragment of the being known as the Anomaly. Pulled from an older, more primal universe, Dreizehn remembers very little of how he came to be who he is now. His 'new name' was given to him by a group of villagers whom he later killed for food in a place known in the common tongue as 'The Black Forest'. From them he learned a smattering of language, but more importantly he learned that even in this world he would be a creature misunderstood and hunted. The law, the same here as there...kill or be killed.

Glimmers of a former life ever haunt him, flashing through his brain. Running through blood stained snow...a black shadow stalking his heels...pain and hunger. Then release...and oblivion.

He only knows two things in this new existence. Old wounds never heal...and revenge is ever sweet. The black wolf of his shattered memories, his brother...if Dreizehn were alive again, he would be as well. So this creature, neither beast nor human, neither living nor dead sets out on the hunt.

*Blood Kant is a system of magics using the blood of yourself or a sacrifice to invoke spirits, cast offensive and protective spells, and manipulate life blood itself to the users bidding. The deadliest use of this art can turn the very life flowing through an adversaries body against them.