(Note: Not meant as a regular RP character. This is a Handicap character nominally used as Nil's weakness)
Name: M.Angel
Titles: Angel of Mutilation
Gender: N/A
Age: Irrelevant
Race: Fallen Angel
Class: None
Height: 6'2

Physical Description: A truly pitiful creature, bones barely covered in the ruin of its flesh. Muscle and sinew are all exposed, the edges of what little skin remains ragged and torn, ever flowing with fresh blood. It is held together by strands of barbed wire, sewn through out its body, shards of metal jutting from its form, showing the strange metal work that holds this abomination together. Shards of iron shoved under its finger and toe nails, pierced through its back along the ridge of its spine, along with a massive ornate pair of bladed bat wings strung with what appears to be shreds of this poor creatures own skin.
All that remains of its former glory is its flowing white hair, now mottled and blood stained, and a face that even the most delicate of tortures can never steal the beauty from. Even with the flesh peeled back to reveal the musculature beneath, there is still a striking handsomeness and calm to the face. Though the lips are sewn shut and the eyes are filled with a powerful cocktail of madness, sorrow, and hatred. Eyes that glow like frightening stars in the endless abyss. Upon its forehead, the mark of its eternal suffering...the ankh.

Bio: M.Angel has existed for an incredibly long time. From the first severing of flesh from bone to the last, sweet, strangled moan of pain. M.Angel is the Angel of Mutilations, a fragment of the Anomalous one closely bound to Kolobos. It is both the flesh that Anomaly inhabited, and a body that was cast off long ago. What M.Angel truly is, what his purpose truly was is unknown, though he is tied intimately to a past tragedy.
What his purpose is now, remains to be seen. For eons he has slept deep in the warm womb of Kolobos beating heart, a growing cancer. He is both physical and immaterial. Both light and shadow...a beacon of things to come and a shadow of things long past. He appears around those tied to Anomaly, linked closely to those who feel rage or sorrow for his recent passing.
But what of its own feelings on the matter? Who can say...who can say...

Personality: It's personality can best be described as mournful, but generally peaceful. It rarely attacks anyone, preferring to skulk in the shadows, hopefully forgotten. Yet in that still, peaceful calm, there is a strange aura that seems to twist reality around it. The sun does not shine brightly on M.Angel, and the familiar takes on a singularly hostile vibe in his presence.

Weapon:
Bladed Wings -
Though they seem to be a torture device forced on M.Angel, the wings are fully articulated, and ruthlessly sharp. They slice through flesh easily, but with each use they gouge deeper into M.Angels back. Of course they are useless for flight.

Claws -
The shards of metal shoved through the ends of his fingers and toes can be used to lay open another's flesh, but more often M.Angel uses them on himself.

Paradox Perfected - The Paradox is a sentient triple helix trident composed of a black, white, and grey metal strands that move like flowing liquid matter. The three prongs can grasp any other weapon, projects a black aura, and can manipulate gravity, lending this ability to its wielder. It is also a somewhat amorphous weapon, bending and re-shaping itself at a whim. M.Angel is the only creature it seems the Paradox is prepared to obey implicitly.

Armor:
None

Accessory:
None

Magic:
None

Summons:Limited Use
Wyrms (Flesh Eating Parasites): Ele none, infect and devour organic material
Babel (Dimensionally Trapped Tower): Ele none, uses rudimentary energy arrays to cause moderate wide spread damage
Nil (Void Elemental): Ele Void, protects M.Angel
Oketsu (Blood Drinking Blade): Ele Blood, chance to summon as anthropomorphic personification
Kolobos (Greek God of mutilation): Ele Void, Mass Damage, Drain

Special Tech:
Gloom - A strange darkness spreads from M.Angel, warping the senses of those near him, engendering deep paranoia within them. Hallucinations of pain, despair, and death are common. This is a passive ability that only those with eyes that can see the truth can truly understand. The gloom seems to seep into the world itself, causing it to behave in strange ways. Some say this is M.Angel controlling the world around it, but it is as likely to harm him as anyone else.

Lesion - Another passive skill of M.Angel is that of plague barer. Any organic being that remains in close proximity to him for a protracted period of time will begin to break out in sores all over their body. The sores swell, and slowly rip themselves open, mimicking the wounds on M.Angels own body. There is no known cure for this, save to avoid being within close enough distance to inhale the strange meaty stench of M.Angels carcass. If you can retreat long enough, it seems the wounds will stop spreading, but will take time to heal.

Possession - M.Angel can possess any creature by stepping into it. By doing so M.Angel can control their actions, but why it does this is often contested. Some possessed tear themselves to bloody pieces, while others merely go quietly mad. It takes a strong constitution or the ability to command spirits to cast out M.Angel. (Usually only used on NPC's or summons.)

Imaterialize - Physical presence is an option for M.Angel. Normal barriers pose no impediment to him, though he cannot be solid and immaterial at the same time. He can use this ability to avoid attacks or to slip past an aggressors defenses and possess them. There is a payment for this ability however, as often one or more pieces of M.Angel will be left behind if he uses this technique too often.

Kolobos Control - If M.Angel and Kolobos are near to one another, they begin to interact in strange ways that suggest a symbiotic relationship. Kolobos moves much faster in M.Angels presence and seems to be more in control of its own actions.

Limit - Limited Use
"Inverse Yesh Me-ayin" - Using a single finger tip, M.Angel slices open its sewn shut lips. He speaks a single word and reduces the world to immaterial nothingness. This limit drops all enemies out of faze with reality, making it impossible to cast magics that come from an outer source, use weapons, or summon. They must defend themselves with their own hands. This lasts for a moderate amount of time but causes no damage.