Brachiel never knew his parents all he ever knew was the Monastery he grew up in, he was found on the door steps during a heavy thunderstorm by the only inhabitant of said monastery -Boreas- A Older human male who grew up knowing only of the monastery and its old weathered walls, Boreas was a Jolly Old man but strict nonetheless once he heard about Brachiel's Desire to see the outside world and explore what was beyond the Monastery's Walls He knew that Brachiel must be ready for the dangers outside the walls, Brachiel used to complain about the training always thinking the old man just wanted to torture him with these ridiculous tasks (Studying Books about Education for hours at a time, Weight Lifting, Dueling with a wooden Dummy relentlessly till he passed out ,etc) it all came to head one day when he was 16 and for his birthday (Day he was found {xx/xx/xxxx}) he just wanted to finally Relax but as usual Boreas wouldn't let up and finally Brachiel Yelled at the old man Cursing *Cussing* at him for not letting him have fun, and "Torturing him" and that he hated him before running away Deeper into the Forbidden Parts of the Monastery finally ended in what looked like a Artifact room that was left to rot away in the dark,most of its artifacts lay broken on the floor either smashed to smithereens or Cobwebbed till nothing but Webs could be seen ending up in the corner of the room crying in frustration only to lean on a protruding rock on the wall, now hearing a rumbling sound to his right the previously empty shelf wall faded away before his eyes now curiosity yanking him towards the now visible stairs leading down to what was a dark room that smelled like someone had left mutton out to rot for years only for torches to snap ablaze with Dark Red Flames burning along the walls now with visibility restored he could now see rows of Pots and urns dust covered and surrounded by what looked like Sulfur, Leading down this room washed in red light is a single White and Red urn set on a pedestal with what looked like demonic figures surrounded by villages and castles burning, unknowingly walking closer mesmerized by the urn Brachiel opens the urn to look in side to see what look like Crimson Ash Sparkling in the urn moving around vigorously almost agitated like, before suddenly Freezing in place before Suddenly Rushing Brachiel And Shoving itself into any open orifice and submerging deep into his body burning all the way, Brachiel now screaming in pain tried to scratch at his face now leaving 3 deep claw marks under both of his eyes leading down to his cheeks the burning increasing in intensity as his now open eyes burn with intensity as his green eyes Turn to Red with a show of fiery rage Screaming out as Dark Red Fire Bursts around him Shattering the pots around his Causing more sulfur to Explode around the room setting everything ablaze and now leading up the stairs now setting the Monastery ablaze as well Now fully enveloped in rage Brachiel Rushes up the stairs throwing balls of fire at everything he can see Roaring in fury he finally reaches the More known areas of the Monastery now set ablaze, Boreas now hearing the screams fearing for what has happened to the child he could only consider his own flesh and blood, Coming around the corner and now seeing his precious home set ablaze in a scarily familiar flames that only spelled doom for what was to come he rushed to his personal Quarters hoping he wasn't to late before he could reach his room he was Thrown through a nearby wall into The central Garden With Dark Red Fire now Surrounding the walls of the garden keeping him trapped in the room, A Roar of anger now close behind him he turned to only be met with a set of claws Slashing him across the eyes Blinding him both literally and metaphorically in pain screaming in fear and pain he grasping at what remained of his eyes before he was then Punched in his chest Ripping away the air from his lungs and making him hunch over in pain before he was kneed in the face and sent sprawling to the ground try to push him self up off the ground he was suddenly Skewered into the ground by a Dark Red Long-sword Adorned With Black superficial Cracks that ran along the blade With a Dark Black handle That is adorned by skulls that looked to be screaming out with a large red Crystal that Was used as the pommel of the Dark Blade, Boreas now Feeling a intense Burning Pain Wheezed out in agony Almost crying if he could still with ruined eye sockets he moved his head up he finally Could feel what was next to him the same presence he knew for years he called out to Brachiel begging for help only for him to get Socked in the jaw his mouth now exploding in pain as his face burned by the fire that adorned the fist that struck him he cried out more as fists rained down on him beating him and burning him simultaneously finally the blows seemed to slow down in intensity as he could barely hear heavy breathing over the throbbing pain as the blows finally stopped he trembled in both pain and relief,Brachiel still trembling in both pain and fury finally started to feel the pain subsiding and the red lenses finally lifted from his vision as he fell to knees not able to understand where he was and what was going on he looked down to his master and tried to scream to him but found as he tried to force out sound all he could do was force out a harsh growl through his throat, putting the pain aside he ran to his father figure and tried to help remove the sword that speared him through only for as soon as he touched the sword for it to disappear in a flash of black and red flames, Boreas now free from the blade slumped to the ground not able to even remotely move his arms or legs barely able to hear over the sound of his heart faintly thumping he talked to his young child and tried to console him and tell him it was not his fault and realizing he didn't have long left he called to his Son and told him to go to his room quickly and grab what he had wanted to give to him when he came of age and told him to be strong Boreas with the last of his strength told Brachiel to take the Necklace he left in the jewelry case in the main Prayer Room it would help him keep that which had taken him at bay for as long he dint succumb to the rage and fury, Brachiel Heeding the dying words of his father figure did as he was told crying all the way after grabbing everything he needed came back to his caretakers body only to find him already gone, crying more he grabbed his care takers body dragging him out to the front courtyard only as he exited the main doors for the Monastery Roof to finally collapse and cause everything to come tumbling down, Brachiel watched as the only home he knew burned to ground he silently turned back to the now obviously recently filled in hole in the ground adorned with a Single Tree that survived the Blaze that had spread from the Monastery to the nearby Forest he looked up to the engraving he put into the trunk of the tree with a stone off the ground which talked about his Care Taker *Boreas Frestant- Father/Teacher/ Great Man* wanting to say something he tried again sadly again all that came out was a low growl that frightened him eyes now filled again with tears he packed up everything he had been able to grab( Black Tunic/Black Leather Pants/A dark Red Leather Belt and Pouch/ and finally a Bright White Cloak that Even though it Layed covered in ash and Dirt as he lifted it off the ground everything fell off leaving it pristine as could be) putting it on he looked down to the necklace that laid down next to his bag the White Crystal that was attached to the Black cord by a single silver Loop picking it up he unlatched the lock and put it on now feeling the constant ache he felt in his chest slow down to a dull throb looking around for a last look he grabbed his equipment and started his trek to what he hoped would be a nearby village and hopefully find his way from there as he travel he learned more and more about what happened to him he didn't know what it was that took him and destroyed the monastery but he did know that whatever it was it couldn't be unleashed ever again lest he not be able to come back again he learned that strong emotions lessened his control and gave it a chance to come out by force, as he traveled he picked up magic as a way to help make his travel easier unfortunately he found that his affinity to learn fire magic was so strong he struggled to learn other kinds of magic almost making it impossible , he had even found out during a fit of rage at his lack of ability to learn anything other than fire magic he almost lost control until the necklace he was wearing seemed to suck in the flames that started to flicker around him the white slowly being replaced with red until as it was halfway full before finally stopping looking down fearing he broke the necklace only to find the red slowly filtering out being replaced by white again realizing what happened he could have laughed in joy at the fail safe of the necklace if he was still able to make a sound now feeling more confident in his ability to control it he continued on his journey to find a purpose for his life besides holding whatever he had at bay and finally on his journey he found by focusing on his anger he was able to Create the Horrid Blade that killed his Father while he hated to use it with no money nor possessions he was willing to sell he was unable to get another usable weapon so against his morals he used the blade to defend himself as he used the blade more and more he felt more comfortable with the blade and its hideous Design, as he traveled he saw the sadness that permeated the towns he went through the poverty and depression leaving such imprint onto him he hated it all felt that he needed to do all he could to try and ease their pain so as he went on his journey he did small jobs around the villages fixing homes, taking letters, and helping out the homeless as best as he could to the point he would give every single bit of his money if it meant he could brighten someones day every town he went through and helped he felt better inside more and more till he finally arrived at... -story begins (This is for a dnd session im in and need it for reference and this is the only safe space for it )