Balor [APPROVED, 5-4; Human] [Hazard Rating F]

» Name:
When it comes to this man everything about him seems to be a partial lie, be it the smile he wears, the compliments he spews or even ... the name he gives. Some seem to believe hes actually forgot his own real name, preferring his sobriquet instead, some seem to think he just keeps it hidden so you'd never be able to find him. All in all the truth is that one way or the other its likely that if he gives you a name its fake, he doesn't find a need for having an actual name after all why be confined to a shit name ya hate when you could have em all? Sometimes this leads to a large amounts of confusion though he may or may not remember what name he gives you he'd roll with it for as long as possible but if hes caught in the lie he'd probably just admit it and give you something different. All in all maybe its just easier to believe his name is actually "Irish."

» Alias:
He has at times simply gone by the name of "Irish", or "The Irish" an indication to possibly the way he speaks with a harsh and gruff Irish accent. Though a key thing to note is some believe that he isn't even a native of Ireland due to the level of mockery to the accent itself. All in all though he seems to take to this name with a certain level of pride, claiming that being call Irish makes his heart swell and brings a tear to his eye .... hes probably just shit talking though.

Speaking of his eyes the man has also adopted the name of "Balor of the Evil Eye" less of a thing he chose more of a title given to him during his past. The man doesn't truly hate the name but its one that if you hear it, he no longer intends to play his games with you anymore. He utilizes this name only to those he truly intends to see what kind of a man he is, becoming the demon he is named after. An amalgamation of something truly horrifying he finds that the name suits his calculating approach quite well, after all many hear the name of Balor but only when you see his face and learn his gift do you truly understand what the "Evil Eye" is.

Among this he has also taken several different names under his belt be it simplistic things that define him like ... Talker, blow hard, or Wind Bag or simply just asshole he seems to fall into this precarious position of being the man with he plan that takes charge. to this extent hes also requested his respected little followers that they respect his position as their ultimate leader, even requesting the title of "Leader Chan" though most people refuse this request because ... seriously its fucking weird.

» Age:
The age of the man is a constantly fluctuating thing on a good day maybe one could track his years back to the humble age of twenty five then other times it could be thirty or eighteen. Honestly his accounts of his age change so often some might even believe hes hundreds of years old simply due to the amount of shit he will spew forth. The truth is maybe even he has forgotten how old he actually is, as a human though one could assume from his basic looks he could be no younger than his twenties and no older than his forties, though in this day and age stranger things have happened with children walking around with thousands of years under their belt.

» Gender:
Irish is Male ... he constantly reminds people as such. Hes uniquely confident and finds himself as a the epidemy of manliness ... a fact that makes him so less manly than he thinks. Hes never questioned himself though despite all his years his unbelievable confidence has led him to be not just another guy but "The Guy." Though as previously stated sometimes this machismo can be way to intense, after all how often do you meet an asshole so sure of them self that every single box in life that asks for a persons sex they write yes please.

» Association:
Irish's Loyalty is a thing no-one can rely on the truth is the only real reason he follows tora and the monsutas command is when he was "made" is it allows him to do whatever the fuck he wants as long as he doesnt piss off others in his org. After he found his way out of the hell hole he once presided in he had quite his own little following, some by choice most by force. The man being separated from people is a thing that's never really happened. He likes the company of others but the truth is an organisation and being any more than a lowly commander of a militia force requires a lot more order than he cares for, he doesn't care for anyone being his "betters" making it a strained relationship with his fellow monsuta members.

He does have some allegiance to those of his ilk, others like him or those who will step in willingly to follow his lead, after all he doesn't pay others, he doesn't offer false promises, he just shows that ya can follow or ya can be fucked its your choice. To this extent he tends to have an outlook on most of the worlds current set up as a waste of good resources, after all people just trudging along in their tedious and unfulfilling lives is like slapping the fortuitous chance given to them in the face. But despite his ideals of big business and organisations being just a way to play people he does have some individual thoughts upon them all.

Be it the vanguard and their hopeless battle with evil, the Gotei who takes the ideals of dying and turns it into just another job, K world who seem to be a misunderstood kid with lofty ideals they may never achieve or Shadowfall who just seems complacent in making things different and cause havoc in the wake of such. Everyone has their own little agenda that is led by whoever is at its helm and he dislikes that after all they don't care for what everyone wants, hell only one group even promises such a thing and they want people to give them the world in return. He finds solace in his own company over these titans who claim the world, which raises the questions of why he would follow the rule of a monster who runs the monstua and the answer is simple.... everyones got a price.

» Purpose:
With the restructure of the Monsuta and taking back over them they need stronger and more members to assist in their goals, as well as specialized equipment to assist in the day to day structure and policing. Its essentially making another person that can assist in multiple scenarios where it is needed. He is intended to be the leader of the secret security force, know as the "Dead Drones" a group i will be putting form to and adding an NPC to it will make it a lot stronger of a variant of the other groups backup weapons for when shit gets real. It also allows a better control of the org without sending the org's leader in every time things go fucking insane. It also has a very cool aspects that build upon the idea of a "powerless" human who has very specialized equipment that allows him to do what even supremely high tiers can do.

» Appearance Written:
The Man is an odd character to say the least at the worst of times he still finds the time to be the guy who makes all the ladies excited ... well at least in his opinion he is. The man is quite well built leaner than some behemoth that just looking at makes ya wanna do some push ups but the man does have some muscle to him a trait he takes pride in, after all good looks are the first key to crazy chicks hearts.

With the look of a punk rocker merged with a demonic serial killer, the man has a lot going from him. To his brown hair that suits him all to well to a charming shit eating slimy smile that refuses to disappear. He wears many different emotions in stride but all in all he probably wears them alongside the blood of the man he just beat to death, a delightful look if he might say so. Hes a fighter through and through and saying he has a few scars in understating it, he cant keep his mouth shut and over the years its earned him every injury in the book be it bruises, broken bones, scars, hell he once nearly had an eye pocked out by a offended drunk with a beer bottle. The man has it all the charm, the scars, the attitude and he even has a tattoo of a bird on his neck to top it off ... magnetic bastard.

The man is well known for his classical good looks. From the chisel jaw to the stature of the man standing at a solid six foot four. He tends to be the ideal example of casual cool the man isn't a pale albino hiding away in his house his coarse and mildly tanned skin comes from the work he does outside, most of his life defined by working outside. Another key trait about this is calloused hands and many slight very faded scars, including one that runs down the center of his throat, a memento from his past. Another piece of his past that he can never change comes in the form of the mans luminescent Clear blue eyes, they seem to be nearly translucent though usually hidden behind the mans glasses they truly are one of his most defining features, and arguable the most out of place.

Some might say that he has a bit of a delinquent feel to him, be it the shaved sides of his head with a pushed back rugged mane of hair. Or the real gives no fuck attitude he seems to exude. He dresses as though he were about to be in a movie where he and Fonzie got into a bar brawl. Leather jackets, Sunglasses, black shirts and jeans that look like an iron has never touched is his forte he thrives in in atmosphere of smokers and derelicts the man has no regard for social norms he likes to be an enigma, a unique little snowflake. And the way he does that is simple ... he tries extremely to hard to achieve a no shits given persona. Sometimes hell leap out of this normal look be it putting on a suit and tie or just wandering around in some PJ's the guys a live wire and does what he needs to do, but one things to be sure... if hes out and about one hundred percent hes checked himself out in the mirror about fifty times.




» Personality:
When someone first meets Irish its hard not to dislike the guy, hes an overconfident child like dick. The man has little to no care or regard for others, his priority sits with himself and that's where his loyalty will always lie. he is abrasive and quite harsh tempered, a trait that earns him even more enmity than usual. He doesn't seem to worry about the concerns of others and for years has only taken what he wants into account when dealing with anything, willing to cast aside anything or anyone for his own personal desires. This however is all cast under the shadow of his absolute unwavering conviction a trait that guides those around him to follow him, not that he needs them to want to follow, but often some believe that his strength truly comes from his lack of worry... though others believe that's also where a lot of his troubles come from.

The man has been known to draw trouble to him, it seemed to be a natural gift of the man. Truth is he seems to find some sense of solace within trouble and noise after all his biggest fear and worry isn't something stupid like boogeymen or monsters ... its going back to what he was. He likes being the man he had become, when he wasted away he seemed to take to every moment of them tearing him apart and putting piece back together with a laugh and a smile, even if it would end up injuring him more because of his fragility, all he could take from the experience was that no matter what they did he managed to survive... so maybe he did become the demon that they called him.

He when faced with the incomprehensible weight of life upon him seemed never to waver, when it was bleakest was when he was at his most brutal and cold. He took the name Balor and became the demon king it portrayed he was a monster to them and he loved it. He may had end up fearing death and becoming nothing but a man sentenced to a death sentence again... but they feared him. He took pride in the demonic worry he'd bring some were scared to go near him and he played on it becoming a devil that inspired those he should fear to know that they were simply in control because he allowed it. He never cared about the simple things it was the darkness he wore ... and he never had to worry about anything other than letting them see that.

Irish has never really worried about anything to be honest but making it by day to day, he is the pinnacle of a drunken half cocked Irishman who only wants life's three f's, Fighting, Freedom and Fighting..... close enough. He has spent years in a white room with nothing but tests to fill out his day, an overhanging sentence of death weighing him down so now the only thing he cares about is telling life to go fuck itself and living it however he wants. Hes often been considered an outright fool by some but to Irish hes more of a man without anything to really lose, and in perspective the best way to proceed forward is to embrace the chaos. Despite not being everyone's cup of tea those who are willing to be around the man have found him quite a delightful life of the party, hes nothing but a man who's truly found a way to have fun regardless of the situations.

Despite his outgoing crazy drunk party guy attitude the truth is he is actually quite cold and calculating, a merciless liar and snake to say the least hes hard to figure out because when you think you've got it a new lie will places on breaking everything you knew. Some people tend to see his merciless and outright devilish side as the saving grace of an otherwise dickish personality as simply if they were to follow him perhaps in the shadow of a man willing to commit atrocity for what he wants, they too will find what they want. He tends to take this as an indication that he could be a leader beyond all others simply because he controls everything, and if someone spites and breaks his control he'd just change the rules and take it back, he is a chess master than has never even looked upon a chess board, making many question if truly hes showing them his actual self, or if every piece of it is just another lie.




» History:
It all starts in a shit hole in Ireland, with a kid that in the end nobody was ever going to give a shit about. The little kid that endured the worst possible growth he could, a father who was an old abusive drunk who beat the boy day in day out. A little brother that was his only friend... beaten to death before he hit the age of ten. Now are you intrigued? ... the real question ... is any of it real. the yarns twisted by Balor are so messed about that finding anything real about the mans past is like finding something that doesn't exist. Balor himself doesn't even recall what his life was before all of it, maybe all the tests and the mind games those shrinks played fucked with him so much that he cant even comprehend whats real whats not anymore.

the little that is known is that whilst his name and all data was missing he was checked into a hospital in southern Germany under the name of john doe. Doctors said that emts found him in an alleyway soaked in blood with three stab wounds in his chest. He had no dna on file in any systems, no id on his person and refused to answer any questions of who he was. During their treatment the doctors caring for him found that the man has a terminal illness, He was diagnosed with stage four inoperable throat cancer. After this The man was approached by a shit talking white haired kid who offered him a new life. Balor took this deal and never looked back ... perhaps he should've though as this is truly where his life "began."

He was taken to a laboratory in a small outlying place in south america, a lab known as Demozine though it turned out to be a front for the organisation known as Monsuta, hidden from any known record and not an obvious thing until you were apart of it. It was used for illegal experimental human research, most of which Balor encountered first hand. He was torn apart and rebuilt numerous times being apart of numerous torturous tests. He was not part of the human trials of project "dead guard" however he watched them take people from their cells and decided to antagonize a guard. They stripped him and dragged him to the lab putting him to sleep and replacing his esophagus, an adverse affect of this was unique however that by doing this ... they cured his one problem. did Balor know this would be the end result? did he know what they were doing? who knows if you ask Balor he'd take the credit but it could also be stated he just wanted to be a prick and shit talk the guard.

After the surgery they threw him back in his cell, but within the hour they were heading back there. This was due to the fact that upon awakening Balor had began laughing not stopping even after the point of tearing his stitched and beginning to bleed out ... he never stopped laughing at them. The blood loss caused major hemorrhaging within his brain causing the man to literally go blind, an act which the scientists took as indication of a subject failure they wished to put him down, but orders came through to "fuck it and give him some new eyes." The scientists performed the surgery again gifting Balor with a brand new set of eyes but the oddest thing happened after Balor was gifted with all these special parts ... he became complacent.

A model subject Balor did everything to the letter never stepping out of line never fighting not risking any form of insubordination, this allowed him access to certain privileges, a TV he never turned on, comfortable bedding, higher class meals that he never ate and always gave to the guard on duty. no-one expected anything from Balor anymore it was an odd feeling to see the worst subject turn into their best ... that was till one faithful day. His guard finished eating the lovely steak they had created for him when Balor revealed a small little secret to the man ... he'd been leaving drops of his blood in the sauce. The man followed his every whim opening the door and turning off the security system a smile on Balor's face as he did. But when everyone turned up come morning ... Balor was still in his cage. The day went by uneventfully until finally doctors spoke with Balor about how he was feeling and what he would like for his good behavior, Balor answer with a slight smile and a catchy tune.

"Kill yourself
It will only take a minute
You'll be happy that you did it
Just go over to your oven and shove your head in it"

The man moved incapable of stopping himself, he walked to the staff dining room not a word spoken, many questioned his actions but they didn't understand what was happening. The man turned the oven to two hundred degrees Celsius waited for it to head then shoved his head inside. Many tried to pull him out but he resisted constantly screaming as his face slowly melted. Balor walked free from the room guards moving to take him down.. truth was they were all fucked from the get go, after all the entire labs water supply now had a very special compound added to it. after all it was just a game to him now and he'd won.

"Kill yourself
It's over mull it
There's a trigger, pull it
Get it through your head, it being a bullet"

The guards immediately turned on one another shooting straight through the brain. The chaos that erupted from this was beautiful everyone was running screaming but Balor knew for a fact that no-one was getting out of this place alive except him. Patients, doctors assistants even guards were all under his control. and he made a jovial show of his power as he frolicked about singing the words like an anthem, he couldn't help but enjoy the ensuing chaos as everything he said began to be done. The place breaking down as lock down initiated to trap him ... truth was the fools had just locked themselves in.

"Stick your tongue in a plug
Suck a pipe of exhaust
Make some toast in the tub
Nail yourself to a cross
Hold your breath till it's gone
Drink a gallon of mace
Be gay in Iran
let that dude sit on your face"

the service exit was his true exit the place destroyed anyone still left now descending into beating each other to death, peoples impulses where just like strings to pull .. get enough strings and you control them all. Though he still does wonder about that guy who bought plane tickets to Iran ... to this day it Balor questions how fucked that went. and as those doors opened his pure bliss was evident. He didnt just escape he left a fucking mark and as the sun beat down striking across his face Balor just enjoyed every second. though a second is near all hed get.

"Eat a Philips head screw
Marry Courtney Love"

The white haired kid stood there smiling right back at Balor, and an honest to god oh shit moment was verging in his mind. Balor could only realize he was probably fucked this kid didn't feel like some piece of shit scientist like the others and the way he applauded him for it ... well that was just pure signs of a psychopath. The kid offered Balor a place in the world giving him an opportunity to live once more . This time Balor refused, offering the view point that nobody is his master and he ain't a bitch.... he lost three ribs in an instant. The white haired kid looking down at him stating he'd "get it right next time."

Balor awoke in his cell everything acting as per normal .. new guards new scientists ... but they were still under his complete control. Balor couldn't help but laugh knowing it was going to be one hell of a time ... he knew exactly what was happening. Repeating until he learnt from the past ... he did it five more times each the exact same way before finally accepting the offer, some of the residence that lived just a small way from the building swear at night they can still hear those words

Kill yourself



» Equipment:

The Kings Gavel:
A simplistic yet outright unseen thing in days of late, a sledgehammer in design. the truth about this thing has a bit more to it than just stone made to form a hammer. In ancient lore the tale of Balor is legendary, a being with an eye that when it opened would bring about destruction and death... little did they know legends always hold some truth. This eye was pierced from Balor's head by stone flung from a sling it pierced through and killed hundreds of his own soldiers lost to time ... until discoveries all over the world began leading to expeditions the stone was found in Loch na Súil in Ireland with the eye morphed into it shut for centuries. The scientists that found it looked to find some way of opening it, leading to many untimely deaths when they finally achieved this. They melded the stone into weapons mass creating it to an extreme scale, though not as powerful as the original still enough to make everyone suffer under its wrath. And the original eye? it sat in wait, until one day a man who had ordered the seizure and creation gifted it to his brand new mongrel. Melding the stone into the shape of his very own weapon adding a haft and creating a massive sledge hammer from it.

The stone itself flung from the gods own sling some called it the ancient stone known as the Stone of Fál said to cry out under a true king of Ireland, though Irish probably doesn't hear much crying. The properties of this stone however make it something straight out of a legend the probability of breaking it near impossible the stone harder than diamonds imbued with a power racing with multiple spiritual energies, and protected by the great eye itself. The eye Remains mainly shut conserving its power for as long as possible for when it opens it creates destruction to all within its sight, some say that it is the eye that sits waiting in the center of the stone bludgeoning weapon that makes it so dangerous.

Balor originally the personification of drought and blight it makes quite a lot of sense that his eye is the true source of this. The eye itself is capable of manipulating the spiritual essence in the very atmosphere itself, its sight quite literally deconstructs atoms decaying them and pouring a blight over all that it sees. This entails that when its gaze lays upon organic matter it starts to deteriorate the very molecular bonds making up such things, in this form it acts like a virus acting at speeds beyond any virus ever known, if left under its gaze one would slowly rot and eventually die, to this extent people under its gaze for to long will slowly start feeling sicker, disorientated eventually start vomiting and continue until eventually only blood comes forth, eventual skin and organ decay would set in though this process would take some time of being within the line of sight of the eye of Balor making it a drawn out effect. (1 post for sickness to kick in 2 posts for vomiting to begin 3 posts for rot to start affecting them and minimum 4 posts for decay of organs if one were to stay in its gaze any longer a risk of death could be possible) though this has a very massive flaw, if one is to move out of its line of sight they'd be completely unaffected even the decaying organs would begin reforming due to Balor's sickness no longer consistently decaying the bodies rendering the natural immune system in-cable of fighting it due to the pure amount of sickness enveloping them, when outside its area the white blood cells easily fight it off and fix these issues.

There are many drawbacks to this item in the way of simplistic things such as inorganic material does decompose and does so much faster than any organic matter, meaning that the landscape itself is affected by this technique leaving any battlefield to be a danger zone due to any structure in its path being a target. To this extent another major drawback is that their is no such immunity that Irish would have from it this thing attacks the very molecules of everything in its wake meaning even he isn't safe from it and could lead to very bad situation if its eye was ever fixed upon him. The decaying effect also has a massive weakness against those of high defense, this enables those with high durability to be capable of resisting the decays effects rendering it null and void at high enough levels. Another problematic piece with this equipment is the temperament of the eye the only way it opens is of its own volition, meaning that trying to pry it open would never work some believe talking to it may achieve results wanted but even then its rolling dice on how generous the eye feels, the only way Irish knows how to open it is by using his controlling voice upon it to open meaning without said technique its just a nicely made sledge hammer that could open at anytime and begin to kill anyone including the user.

The Organ Process:
The process is an intriguing one, the idea of cultivating from genetic specimens the purest of organs by taking dna samples from several different beings and merging it until the very genomes changed, establishing root points for these powers and breaking down catalyst after catalyst. Literally forming these genetic codes into something special ... making children from two different dna structures using embryos from a ... certain woman. Constantly allowing literal children to be born, he'd then take the genetic code from those children merge them and eventually down the line he could have created a pure specimen who's organs harbor literal energy beyond anything else. After the breeding process has been refined and created a viable specimen the child's forcefully aged to a correct point allowing for their organs to be used on subjects of similar substance and age, they are then harvested and placed inside hosts that then gain abilities implanted within it due to all abilities transferred being natural phenomenons birthed from the subject mutagenic code.

for this experiment multiple specimens where sued both female and male structures using their gene structure. these include incredibly notebale names to potential subjects that proved promising, usually these beings are confined to one organ so that the process can be easily monitored and developed. Balor being the exception to this rule of course mainly due to the necessary scale needed to allow him to be provided as a worthwhile candidate. The body has a 89% rate to reject these organs sending them into spiraling illness as their bodies cant contain the energy within them. This coupled with the usual risks of transplanting an organ make the surgery unethical dangerous and insane ... exactly what the person who created it wanted.

many different organs are harvested and replaced however the individual powers developed are usually related around the organ taken due to it containing the energy and power of the individual child it was taken from. It also allows the individual to counter ailments to such organs that affect them in detrimental ways, often times this is how patients are chose, from those with failing organs. In Balors case his esophagus was removed in order to counter the degenerative lung cancer he had, this also allowed him access to abilities based around his very words. there is always chance of issues arising however due to the pure experimental nature of this process and many issues may arise. Such as with Balor the compromising of his eyes dude to the stitches in his throat coming lose shortly after surgery causing mass blood hemorrhaging eventually effecting his optic nerves sending him essentially blind. This allowed them to remove and replace his eyes with another set from these stockpiles granting him another power set based upon his pure sight

The Eyes:
Implants that have replaced Balor's eyes, these were created using the Organ process by "Demozine HQ" a group of scientists under the banner of the Monsuta. The group functions under the ideals of allowing a new opportunity for people who have been diagnosed as high risk and inoperable, any patients essentially given a death sentence. These eyes however were a side experiment that Balor gained due to his condition being affected by his previous surgery. They created these specific implants by creation method using stock embryos with dna from beings of quite extraordinary skill and power. These implants gifted Balor with many different unique abilities, not to mention the capability of sight that he had lost. this however is not the only capability they have, the eyes seemed to bond well with its host amalgamating to their bodies natural structure, to this extent it seems they've quite literally became his new eyes.

These eyes are imbued with spiritual energy massing that of someone beyond normal capabilities, energy ubelivably vast in strength though in the long run it doesn't seem to affect his own presence or energy levels as they are merely a tool. It does however allow the spiritual energy to link once more to these optic nerves linked to his brain making him capable of processing spiritual entities. His body thus reacts and adapts allowing him to physically interact with these as well .. an act that truly is needed due to his position as a form of attack dog. the eyes also posses a few other unique traits that make it something much more than just a new set of eyes for the man, in fact it enables him to perform at a level beyond most others. His sight is beyond perfect levels as it seems to adapt for his needs, allowing him to be the perfectly utilized tool regardless of the situation, adapting to light, heat anything that is required effectively when he requires it giving him some of the best tracking abilities possible. Not to mention the link to his brain creates a very distinctive power set based purely about these eyes.

Inside your Head:
A technique that is gifted by the eyes link to Balor's brain, the natural energy affecting both his visual abilities but also the minds capabilities. This enables Balor capabilities of an extra ordinary level, doing things some may classify on the terms of supernatural. the key to this power is the expansion of his brains processing power reaching a level beyond normal capabilities, even beyond normal levels. And the natural link to the organ and the energy levels being constantly flowed one could compare him to such a thing as a psychic like powers. This of course is an under explanation simply put his link here allows his natural brain function and the eyes latent capabilities to function beyond simple sight, this power literally allows him to manipulate the area in which he can see.

Now this doesn't mean that he could manipulate every single detail within an ares, simply what he is capable of doing is the process of manipulating the space around an area in which his sight spans to. To this degree the mans able to use a level of telekinesis upon the area to create small force that he may use to manipulate things around him. By this level he is able to essentially create, delete and manipulate the base space that lies in origin of his sight, this does not include such things as unnatural things within the area of his abilities area. To this level humans and other foreign objects such as basic items are unable to be effectively manipulated even nature is out of his grasp, the best he can do to affect these things is to create a force that applies levels of pressure to try and manipulate move and attack these objects.

there are some massive weaknesses to this however a key feature to this ability is that movement whilst he is using this technique is impossible meaning hell usually only utilize it at large distances as it leaves him essentially defenseless. The man also has a very limited strength in the way of his ability to manipulate and the amount of force he can conjure. Whilst it can be quite an intense pressure equating to something on the lines of being hit by a building this is all diminished by the surroundings he is in. This is due to the massive focus necessary to enable this, at highest levels with no distractions and no worries it could be unbelievably deadly ... but make a lot of noise hell barely be able to even muster the force to move a tablespoon. He is also very limited by his environment, in a massive field with no obstructions he has a much stronger basis for his abilities but if its a house? his strength will diminished by the factor off less space to manipulate means less strength behind the pressure, as by all rights he is folding the space and using it as his own.

Through Your Eyes:
Linked by optic nerves to his very brain the eyes them self have very intriguing and unique ability that venture to a drastic levels, the ability to see through his very body. Not only does this make sneaking up on the man a thing of the past but due to the natural ability of it linking his genetic structure to his optical nerves it offers so many more unique ways of using this ability. This in a sense means that even small parts of the man such as a trickle of blood or skin even once exited from his body still acts as a catalyst for his sight. he is a living security system able to keep watch for anything within his domain as long as he has part of his DNA there, it enables the man to keep constant watch of his domain and enable him to prepare against near anything that will come against him.

This technique of course has a small downfall in the way of the constant need for fresh dna for as it is left to deteriorate the abilities affect fades. Thus it requires constant dna replenishment usually after a week outside in natural conditions the effect fades, this of course can be altered by the conditions which it rests in, cold tends to allow a lot more time and better upkeep decreasing the rate of decay by massive lengths. The opposite also applies higher temperature decay the cells much faster. However there is one other technique that while it requires constant upkeep every few days enables the most useful of techniques.

By giving another his blood Balor can have it spread through their body and thus infect others with his DNA allowing him to see through another's eyes in the most literal sense. this is a very intriguing idea as he simply allows his blood to merge with their system, usually the strongest connection would be through a blood transfusion but it seems that the act of purely drinking his blood allows the same base effect. This act allows him to see just like he does with his own body making him able to keep him charges under constant surveillance. This technique linked from his new eyes process allows him the ideal connective link to any with his blood and the ultimate form of knowledge through seeing when it comes to anything in his area, though a key downfall is his only sense linked through this is sight not feeling or hearing. (thank god he learnt to read lips right)


The Esophagus:
Balor was a subject apart of experiments that replaced his organs, the most prominent one being his esophagus. There were numerous factors that resulted in this organ being implanted within him, mainly the fact that Balor was a stage four inoperable throat cancer patient. Thus to counter this they completely removed his esophagus and replaced it with this manufactured replacement. the organ was created through the usual process using embryos and Dna from specific individuals, the concept around its basis was the ideals of energy forcing the voice itself to become a weapon. This method like other cases gifted balor with unique abilities, enabling him to do things of supernatural levels, not to mention allowed his immune system to supercharge within his throat essentially ridding him of his throat cancer. The esophagus being the tube within ones body that directly links the throat to ones stomach this implant seemed not only to affect the gullet itself but like the eyes things connected to it also were infected by the energy that exuded from these organs, here it managed to link to Balor's vocal chords enabling his very speech to be dangerous.

The implant has allowed Balor to enable a specific control over his voice capable of changing the frequency, tone, volume and even sound itself to a degree beyond any normal form. It has made it so he is very much able to change his voice however he wishes. This also allows for the possibility of creation levels of destruction through his voice, via the volume and frequencies he is capable of creating noise so low pitched it could blow ones ear drums, and possibly even cause internal damage. The sound control itself can at times seem beyond comprehension but the general basis is that Balor is essentially capable of controlling the wave of vibratory motion that one perceives as sound. Through this method he essentially is capable of using sound as a near invisible weapon against his foes. In this ideal he is also capable of using extremely high frequency pulses in order to gauge an area around him acting as a sort of sonar for a fairly large area, being capable of spanning almost a third of a small city at best.

there is issues with this power however, the vast weaknesses are largely based around the premise of sound being a focused level of ability. He is only capable of manipulating his own sound of course, to this extent as well only via using his voice is he capable of doing this meaning he must face where he intends to target. Another key downfall is the premise of sound as a constant, if he is dealing with an extremely loud area the premise of control becomes harder as factoring against other sounds is near impossible for him. The biggest weakness here as well is the premise of matching the frequency tends to completely disrupt any essence of an attack. though the pure level of strength of this ability as well as its ability to be used at distances, make the downfalls very worth it at least in Balor's mind.

Silver Tongue:
Balors main skill comes from the implant within his throat. He is capable of doing a truly unique skill being able to expel a completely gaseous virus translucent and near undetectable, what this virus does is interesting by entering through basic methods such as inhalation or even through simple contact with exposed skin. It then proceeds through ones systems traveling straight to the brain altering brain chemistry and even altering thought itself. This ability enables him to implant a basic thought that could near drive someone to madness. Of course the limitations to it are endless, being able to simply control ones thoughts is a task hat seems impossible but he truth is the process of this power allows him to essentially push thoughts and depending on the dosage of the virus they are exposed too.

By this design one who has only base skin contact cant be truly indoctrinated by balor instead he could only push little things into ones mind, be it saying that their partner doesn't love them or even telling them its hard to breathe the air. Little things that on their own may not bring harm but when they sit there the thought continuously rolling around, it could drive them to near madness. Where as in the case of inhalation they would be much more suceptable to thr ideas hes implanting he could perhaps put the memories of life as freindship or a base suicidal thoughts in their head changing ones very thoughts of a situation though the effect only lasts an extremely short time he could partially manipulate ones thoughts and controll them hough usually it doesnt equal out exactly how he wishes as he can only put the thoughts there not control the person.

There's a final stage as well not truly the same as the others as it is a full blown infection brought about by irishs bodily fluids. The ideals behind this is that anyone that absorbs enough blood or other liquid from balor would have this attempt to alter their brains chemistry to he point of literally controlling them like his little puppets, of course this would require a vast amount of said liquid and those with higher focus would be capable of breaking this via there mind discerning this control as outside influence and adjusting their concentration seperating thoughts from balors manipulation. When this is complete one becomes near a mindless zombie for he man controlled by him as though they were simply a toy, he can. Change, alter and implant all thoughts he wishes though he can grant them free reign allowing them control if need be. This makes him capable of literally making an army from those who receive his blood and lets just say he is a blood donor.

This power does have a fair few downfalls and flaws however such as with most stages besides the last things with such absurdity as drowning whilst on land is a near impossibility as the human mind couldn't comprehend these paradoxes imply just causing a splitting headache. One force that against this could very well render it useless is the persons own free will if someone were to absolutely fight the idea and convince themselves it was absurd balors trick would be but him yelling out things with little to no sense behind them. Another key downfall is ones willpower as stated before those of masterous levels of such would be capable of breaking free of control by pushing through these thoughts and breaking his control. Another key factor is the simplistic idea that no-one is the same and thus its near impossible to gauge how some may take certain thoughts making it risky to assume something simple like thinking Santa is not real will make them mad, he doesn't control emotion just thought and thoughts are an odd thing to say the least.

Welcome To Never land:
The premise of this power lies within the concept of his words being used to forge a real narrative. Balor is capable of bringing fantasy to life, this of course doesn't mean he simply can bring forth tales of old, the truth is much more complex and it is also a lie. The ideal of this technique is the energy that is stored within his link to the vocal chords spreading forth and infecting the world around him injecting itself like a virus to the very air. This technique takes advantage of the premise of ones intelligence, those with the process to believe in the unreal becoming conceptually possible are much more affected by this virus, whilst those of beginner level mental fortitude would have no issue. What this power does is twists Balors words transforming the landscape around him, but once again one must realize this is a lie.

The truth to this power is the ideals of Illusions the very concept is the idea of changing the stature of what one perceives as reality. The base adverse affect of this are very simple the mind latches onto such things that it sees as real. So by manipulating the brains chemistry to see illusions and have these things be manipulated in such a way by balor they can be used in a multitude of way. Though in all senses these are mere phantoms of the mind the mind reacts and adapts to this the stronger its processing power may be, in turn those who are vastly gifted in thought tend to overthink it and can even make the wounds and problems they face in fantasy reality. Those who are capable of reaming on a simple trail of thought however are much less affected those with low mental deduction would be capable of noticing the lack of damage the faults it places as their mind stays on point not working alongside the virus, those of high mental deduction however are in for a much rougher ride.

the essence of fantasy is all controlled by Balors words, this too offers a very flawed process as simply put only those who are within his area can be affect though it has nothing to really do with the actual process of hearing him he does need to be saying it. Thus it offers a major weakness in the way of stopping the power being to literally just shut him up, either that or move as far from his area of control as possible (about a one hundred and fifty feet radius.) There is also a major down flaw by presenting another alternative confusing the man, his words being twisted or his trail of thought being broken will cease any real issue, the only problem is that despite its faults the upsides are quite strong, being able to convince those with high brain activity that even the next to impossible could happen and the mind is fooled immeasurably and breaking free is only acquired by running or stopping him from spinning his tale.

This is My Game:
the most intriguing and unique of the esophagus' techniques it takes the ideals of words contrasting reality and making the impossible possible. this doesn't assume the stance of making his desires come true simply put it makes it so that he can create, or at least reproduce results. He does this through his energy being linked by both his vocal cords sure ... but also the other end of the esophagus. His stomach is capable of essentially opening a link to a complete abyss, this of course allows him to by all accounts have an armory that lies within his gut. The ideal around this is whatever the man intakes is stored within the abyss creating a space that can be inhabited by an unlimited amount of items, his throat and digestive system also accommodating as the energy lacing his esophagus make it impossible to tear and will adapt to whatever he wishes to eat, meaning it wouldn't be unprecedented for him to swallow an entire elephant if need be.. though such a task still has an affect upon him and he still feels immeasurable pain from this. the act of swallowing these items offers no real pleasure to him but it allows him to collect a large portion of items hiding it within these other realm ... and thanks to the link to his vocal chords what goes down must come up.

By releasing the energy stored through his stomach allowing it top trace to his vocal chords with a few simple words the man can rip open a rift in the world around him allowing him access to this abyss. The man has the ability to by all theory's rip open a gate, allowing the armory that lies within him to be accessed. Through this method he has a near unlimited access to weapons as long as he is willing to swallow it before hand, be it simple knives to truly massive items that he could use to destroy those around him. This is also aided by a small trick he learnt by injecting it he could use his words to imprint energy into these items by stating simply their name he could call forth the energy by stating such a word, meaning he has a form of telekinetic link to these items, allowing him to use these items without even touching them, an act necessary to allow him use of these weapons due to the fact that he cannot enter his own void due to it being a piece of him he'd die if he ever entered it, so if he doesn't imprint on these items they are lost within the void. To this date Balor has swallowed a numerous account of items be it weapons for later usage, from swords to heavy artillery, or even animals and food... though by all accounts these items within this void may survive but they are at constant strife due to the fact that without food they may just die or the fact that they are not lifeless they roam this entire area and thus are susceptible to all the conditions that they'd normal face, though hunger is likely a major problem as Balor's need for food means only if he wishes to feed them do they get fed.

This power enables another key feature that affects Balor, a condition in which he lives in ultimate self sustainability. By this theory the man never needs to eat, sleep, use the toilet or even breath. The energy within his system is constantly fluxing through him changing the very needs of his body. this enables the man to be constantly active keeping his body in a perfect state of being, the effect not changing his energy levels in the slightest but it does allows his body to adapt and instinctualy change to allow the man constant function. This has made it so that Balor doesn't grow tired or weak he is in constantly in the same exert able state meaning he is able to continue despite what happens to him, though he will still feel all pain doesn't adapt to outside forces but in all internal ways and when addressing the state of his body ... he is constantly in near perfect condition.




» Powers:

Balor is essentially a near powerless human, the man has no actual powers affecting him except for those provided by his replaced organs. The only real defining feature he has is his organs and equipment which all could be rendered useless due to the fact that they can essentially be place into anyone and taking it would render him powerless. This isn't to say the man is completely without spiritual energy the man is in fact fuelled by the substance however all of this power generates and is drawn to his 2 specific organs, these organs quite literally siphon all energy Balor himself creates in order to fuel them leaving him without powers. The man by all theories could be considered a powered being however the latent fact is that all energy he creates is converged to these points trapping it within said organs. This does mean the man is considered to be a being that whilst has unique abilities and is a being with spiritual powers he is completely void of them due and any spiritual energy because of his equipment. In this regard he lacks in most general areas, he is not undeniably athletic operating at a basic standard being quite physically fit sure, but not super humanly so. Balor is incapable of basic superhuman feats even something as simple as seeing spirits only through the direct effect of his equipment is he capable of anything remotely powerful. Besides this he could be considered a normal human lacking within real energy besides that which resides in his implants and a being without knowledge of things that could usually define humans as capable beings i.e chi.

at later dates it is possible for him to develop such powers but for the current moment he is a human being completely warped by his basic equipment until it is removed the spiritual essence within him is constantly being compressed into the organ and the organ alone. The man himself is incredibly unremarkable besides the equipment because of this making it both a curse and a gift, without out it he is currently defenceless and even near useless without it. His own levels of development and growth are also lacking constantly being a crux to any real attempt for him to naturally develop powers and thus would need assistance in acquiring them .



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