NOVA

POSIDEM / CMT -6
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jason royde


nova


witch


twenty two


june 21


kingsport, new jersey


male


male

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The once cocky and impulsive young man that had ran around Kingsport doing what his heart told him has faded, along with his identity, and has now been replaced with a more brooding man. While Jason still believes himself to be a gift to the underpants of men and women alike, he is not one to flaunt himself anymore. He knows he needs to lay low to get what he wants. Sure, he still flirts like crazy if someone gives him the chance, but he will not deliberately go out and try. As for the arrogance that radiated from the blond in his youth? It too has been replaced by an aura of caution. Jason knows when to show his power to either intrigue or intimidate, and he does so rarely.
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However, the biggest shift in Jason's personality is how cold, sarcastic, and cynical he's become. With the death of his family, loss of his humanity, and the constant running, Jason has been plunged into a depression unlike any other the young man had ever experienced.[break][break]

• Arrogant
• Charismatic
• Depressed
• Cynical
• Loyal

This new chapter of his life was unlike the rest. Instead of being filled with fame, fun, and fortune Jason instead found himself self surrounded by death, despair, and danger. Not to say he didn't have money, but most others scourging the underground of Kingsport found the gold and paper useless and preferred to barter. Usually objects of value, but more than once had Jason performed... Services in exchange for knowledge and shelter from the demons that chased him. Survival was the only goal and Jason would do anything to breathe another breath. [break][break]

Royde Razors; A household name throughout the nation for a reliable place to get top quality shaving razors. That was the name of the multimillionaire company owned by Richard Royde. He had single handily brought it up from the cold and barren soil and lands outside Kingsport to the international company it was today. Yet, Richard was more than a CEO, he was also a witch. Coming from a long line of powerful witches, he used his magic to his advantage, taking out foes and potential fiscal problems before they got out of hand. Of course, with such wealth and power at his disposal, the man needed a wife to shower her with gifts, and so he found Melissa. Their marriage was doomed from the start. So they did what any other failing marriage did; They had a child. [break][break]

Theses services worked both ways, however, and with his gift of magic Jason acquired things far more important than a night of hating himself. Such as an ancient sword, folded with three different metals for three different creatures: Silver for the creatures of the Night, Iron for the creatures of the Twilight, such as fairies and demons, and Steel for the fiercest creatures. Creatures of the Day. Humans. Having received the sword was only half of it, then he needed training. A night of salt, spells, and oaths brought forth to him a spirit that promised to imbue him with its knowledge in exchange for a soul. Jason had three nights to find a soul lest his be taken. It took him two hours. Children were easy to find. [break][break]

As the sole heir to a coven of ancient witches Jason had been expected to act the part, and he did. The blond child was a prodigy when it came to magic. By the age of seventeen the boy was fluent in English, Latin, Spanish, Italian, and finally French, the language of love, of which he used to his advantage in order to seduce boys and girls alike. The languages were useful to know when practicing spells that summoned demons, controlled the elements, and even manipulated matter. Despite all the "nerdy" behavior, Jason was a heartthrob, the training he did with his personal trainer keeping his body in tip top shape and the yoga he practiced with his mother shedding any fat he had, and he was well aware of it. His father always said a strong body led to strong magic. [break][break]

Jason's journey across the barren underground continued. The dark haired youth trained in both magic and might and slowly, ever so slowly, found himself capable of defending himself. Which gave him an opportunity to rest. After four years of running, hiding, and, well, surviving, Jason could rest. He found safeguard in an abandoned shack within the pined woods of New Jersey. Here he could finally return to his name, to his face, to his past. Or at least the first two excluding the latter. The glamour, thick with years of wear and tear, was the first to come off. Looking into the cracked mirror, Jason watched as the spell unfolded. Bright shining locks of golden hair came into view for the first time in over four years. Then came his eyes. The piercing blue of his youth returned... Momentarily, at least. Jason watched in horror as his eyes faded to a pale icy blue before turning into a near transparent white and then becoming ablaze with golden light and settling into a honey amber. He racked his brain for what could be the cause and realized it was the trade he made. Selling one's soul tended to cause those to lose their humanity. At the very least, his skin returned to the tan he once had, or at least a slightly paler version of it. [break][break]

They attacked the penthouse in droves. The first to go was his mother, she was only mundane after all. Then came the staff. Powerful witches and warlocks of their own right, they were slowly slaughtered as they defended their liege lord and his heir. Finally, his father. The immensely powerful wizard was cut down in front of Jason by the spell of another witch, who the only thing Jason saw was terrifying violet eyes before the lightning blast knocked him out the penthouse window. The wards encasing him cast by his father, and some extra ones he threw up on the fall down, protected him. He survived, just barely, and with a dirt, blood, and tear ridden face, fled from the scene. Jason no longer wanted to be connected to the past: the deaths of his guardians, his friends, and his family; it was too much for him. Donning a glamour, Jason left his old identity behind. [break][break]

Back in Kingsport, under the alias of Nova, the witch was ready to find the people who had destroyed his family. He was ready to take revenge against those who had taken everything away from him. [break][break]

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A man of spells, incantations, and rituals is what Jason is and he is proud of it. While the common perception of witches is an old hag leaning over a cauldron and casting curses with a wooden wand, Jason breaks those stereotypes. His magic is a mixture of strict, swift, crisp finger movements that even a contortionist would find difficult paired with complex grammar and languages to influence the world around him. Yet, he also uses traditional magic. Ancient text detailing hour long rituals, simple spells that require a flick of the wand, and even curses which can last for generations are all part of his arsenal. All in all, his magic shouldn’t be trifled with as it is extremely powerful and deadly.



Perhaps not a power, per se, but a natural affinity to magic and an ability to wield it effectively. Not unlike any other prodigy, Jason excelled in his field. By the age of two, the blond boy was poofing his toys in and out of the house with a simple bop on the top. He was able to comprehend the spells his parents used around the house and use them just as well, if not better, as them. His prodigal skills, however, were not enough to save his family and coven. Yet, they still help him. Jason is capable of understanding and mastering extremely complex magic and spells with ease and reverse engineering the spells of other magic users. When it comes to magic, he's a Mozart of it.




Or at least, not totally human. Having sold a soul to a powerful spirit in order to obtain knowledge, Jason has learned of the consequences. For one, his eyes glow constantly, the remaining part of his soul seeking out more to become whole. This glowing allows him to sense any other being or object with a soul. Second, abilities or powers that affects one “soul” are ineffective against him because he only partially has one.



Along side beings that posses souls glowing in his field of vision, he is also able to get an inkling to their power levels. The fiercer the "fire" around them burns, the stronger they most likely are. This ability also allows him to tell what their powers are based off of as far as energy sources go. Magic users, like himself, glow gold. Psychics/Pscionics glow with silver energy. Humans have a metallic steel-blue soft glow to them while mutants have a blazing fire of the same hue. Aliens and the like glow in his vision as well, but since they aren't human their glow tends to be dark gray.



The deal to sell his soul did not come without a reward. By doing so, Jason gained an incredible understanding of his katana and is capable of using it as any other master swordsman would. Quick and agile beyond the means of a normal human, Jason is capable of incredible feats that most definitely expose him as inhuman. Not only that, but he can imbue it with magic or use it as a medium to cast spells with.



Another part of the deal was the ability move, well, quickly. Jason is far more agile than he ever was before the soul transaction took place and his reflexes are quick as well. Other super powered beings with enhanced agility may find him on par, but any normal human would be far outmatched.



The last thing Jason obtained was a superhuman strength from the selling of a soul. With his sword, he can cut through steel and stone with ease. Without, he could probably like punch it or something. Either way, Jason's strength has been enhanced far beyond that of the average person and is on par with other super strength enhanced beings.