Azarel Christopher Leonhardt

Real Name: Azarel Christopher Leonheardt
Renegade Name: The Lion
Title: The Lion
Alignment: True Neutral
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Race: Human, German
Hair: Long, straight, silky, black hair reaching out to the middle of his back with some bangs covering some parts of his eyes
Eyes: Large, round, and green
Height: 156 meters
Weight: 55 kilograms
Blood Type: B+


Azarel is a (very) pale boy with large, round, green eyes. He has long, silky, black hair reaching out to the middle of his back with some bangs covering some parts of his eyes. His is quite small and has a lean body. He usually wears a black sweater with a black shirt underneath it, a black cap, black jeans, black socks, and black shoes. He also uses black gloves and mask when on missions.


Azarel is a calm, composed individual, always thinking before acting. He does a good job in keeping his composure most of the time. He isn't that good with people; he is an introvert, keeping his thoughts to himself most of the time, only opening up to a few of his true friends. People will have a hard time cracking that outer shell of his personality, for he also has some trust issues. His hobbies are reading, creating plans, playing chess, and being sarcastic.


Currently unknown, but it is believed that he was raised without a mother and an abusive father, and that he ran away from his hometown Dortmund to Oxford, grabbing a large chunk of their families life savings with his bodyguard.


1. Reaction
2. Agility
3. Endurance
4. Strength




Power 1: Azarel has superior intellect, having one of the highest IQ's in Europe, being able to defeat most chess grandmasters with ease.
Power 2: Azarel has the power to hypnotize any living being to do anything he wants, and even after years after being hypnotized, if they do something against his hypnotic commands, his power will trigger automatically, forbidding them to do so.
Power 3: Azarel has very good accuracy when using long range weapons - knives and pistols are his specialty.
Power 4: Azarel has learned karate, taekwondo, and kung fu, but is a master at none. He is “pretty good” but can’t be considered at the level of a black (or even a red) belt yet.


Weakness 1: Azarel can only use his hypnosis once on every living being.
Weakness 2: He can lose his cool and do some reckless things if somebody brought up his past.
Weakness 3: Azarel's hypnosis can sometimes send him surges of energy, temporarily taking over his body, causing him to have some weird spasms, scream, and sometimes have uncontrollable emotions, causing him to do some reckless or stupid acts every once in a while. The more often he uses his hypnosis in a week, the more this can happen. Using his hypnosis more than a dozen times a week can result in brain damage, blindness, and even cancer.
Weakness 4: In order to use his hypnosis, Azarel has to look at his victim at the eyes, so he can easily be stripped of his powers when blindfolded, or if his victim avoids looking at his eyes.
Weakness 5: His gloves can be deactivated with EMP’s, or large concentrated electrical surges. Once deactivated the gloves feel very heavy, and pretty much useless.
Weakness 6: He is vulnerable in hot places, for he is vulnerable to sudden heat strokes; causing him to throw up, get dizzy, and maybe even pass out.
Weakness 7: Azarel can sometimes get overconfident and cocky sometimes, causing him to lose focus.


Azarel carries three kunai and a Glock 20 strapped to his waist, usually hidden in secret sockets in his pants; his kunai to his left and his Glock to his right. His gloves have magnetic sensors connecting to his kunai allowing them to return after being thrown far away. He also likes to bring a black backpack if he needs to bring some additional equipment.


N/A


He is ambidextrous.


“So. What’s the case you’ve got for me?” Said the teenage boy as he entered the room.
“Well, this base right here,” The man started as he opened his suitcase, showcasing a map of the military headquarters. “I’ve got something important I’ve got to get inside the heart of that place. Get me a blue suitcase with a red dragon for its handle, and you’ve got yourself  50,000 dollars.”
“Well, sure.” Azarel said calmly.
“What do you mean by ‘sure’, huh?” His client asked him, perplexed.
“You see, from looking at that map, I can enter that place in my sleep. Seriously; there’s got to be a catch here.” The German said, smugly.
“So, uh…” Said the man nervously. “There are some soldiers at every corner of this base - special armed forces armed to the teeth.”
“Mmmhmm….”
“And… there are laser traps capable of slicing anything in half.”
“Yeah.”
“And… umm… there are secret codes, and all that good stuff, y’know; all those super dangerous weaponry and booby traps, and… I dunno. Some soldiers with super suits, tanks, and… yeah.”
“Okay then, but what’s the catch?” The mercenary said, heading towards the exit. “Consider this case done.”
“Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you one more thing,” The client said suddenly, bringing the mercenary to a halt.
“What is it?” Azarel mouthed.
“The place is said to be guarded by some humans with superpowers - well, I know it sounds stupid, but it is what it is; well it’s just a rumour, what are the chances of you knowing a superhuman?” The man laughed.
“Huh, interesting.” The Leonhardt mumbled as he continued walking.


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