Vincent Buchannan

Living, actually living and breathing on top of the planet Earth. Impossible. It had to have taken some fierce magic in order to bring something to life that was never living. The Dark Monks knew their way around the ancient spells books, that had to have been the only way they could have pulled this off. Hair, skin, and a sense of touch. All things new to him. He had to learn this new body and learn the new world that he now was forced to be a part of. Though he swore a vengeance to those who cursed him into this body, he would eventually find a way to retrieve his powers. His first personal task was to pick up the spoken tongue in the land that he had been banished to for the time being. For a previously rampaging animal, he was extremely intelligent being able to learn not only the English language, but several others in only a couple of weeks. The next thing was how time progressed in this reality. Days, Weeks, Months, Years seemed to be the general norm. Night and day, temperatures, weather. After a while he became interested in the planet, it was no longer a chore to learn things about the people or their habits or the way that the environment functioned.
After learning all that he did, he used it to his advantage to look into the dark arts in order to retrieve his stolen powers. Months passed and turned into years as the studying paid off. Trial and error was his biggest frustration, for the longest time it was only a game of tug-o-war. He would attempt to reach down to his prison and unseal pieces of his powers, however each try ended in failure. What he was going after was too heavily guarded, realizing that his abilities would be lost to him for all eternity, he set his sight on another prize. A set of Eyes. Eyes that were created in an experiment that took place before his creation. They would allow for the used to reach into The Void and pull fourth creatures of immense power. He use what magic he could in order to transport himself into the underworld, close to the location of the eyes. Being originally from such a place he was able to perform more advanced spells than other humans.
He came across the eyes and simply took the from their resting spot. The defense that had been set up was calibrated to prevent any form of demon of stealing the eyes, however since he was no longer of this demon race he could sneak in and out. It was never that easy as he was spotted on his way out. His body was slow and would not be able to out run the demonic guards chasing after him. In a last ditch effort he swallowed the eyes knowing that if the guards killed him, they would lose the eyes as well. However his planned backfired as the Eyes took control of him, appearing where his eyes would and bringing fourth thousands of creatures from The Void dimension. The battle field was leveled and when he regained consciousness he was back on Earth. Success. Years passed and the former demon took on the name 'Vincent Buchannan'. A simple enough name for this world. Ingesting the eyes unfortunately had weakened their original power, but Vince is now able to revert back to his original demon form. While possessed by the eyes he must have broken into the chamber that was holding his stolen powers and reunited with them.
Through extended use of the eyes Vincent's entire mind set and personality had changed. He was still as bitter and cold as ever, but the action he performed became less and less self centered. It was almost his thirtieth year living on the planet and he was now doing what the world called 'Hero Work'. Though most of the time his help was rejected because of the demonic nature of his abilities. He did long to find someone or something that would at least try to accept his powers for what they were. Vincent would never show his longing for a companion, however it was something he would be searching for. Vince would never like to hear any praise for his work because most of the time he hated to admit that he was doing good. Being someone who used to bring chaos to the deepest levels of hell he did not take kindly to being acknowledged for good things. No one in this world knew who he was, or where he came form and Vince would protect that secret until his curse of living ended. Being from the underworld he knew many secrets and dark magics that the witches and warlocks of this realm would tear apart the dimensions to get their hands on. It was best for him, and for this string of reality, for his roots to stay hidden.
A few years later after some hero work, his eyes deactivated themselves. After months of trying to reactivate them, he gave up thinking that he had simply lost their powers. However, in the middle of the night they reactivated and awoke him causing splitting pain. His body began to twist and morph into another form who's insides seemed to be composed of threads. Another string of extreme pain shot through his body as his body literally began to peel apart revealing a new face, an alien face that much resembled his original demon form. He fell to his knees coughing up blood and breathing heavily. Though once more pain shot through his body, however this was worse than anything he had ever experienced in his entire life. A crack ran down his face as the two halves moved apart revealing yet another face. He watched in horror as his vision split before the eyes on the new face activated replacing the previous ones. The newest body was the most painful and he had the greatest urge to kill and destroy everything, extremely similar to his original thinking. Something was possessing him and he could not take it any longer. Letting out a wail that could split the heavens Vincent shed the demonic casing that had over taken him returning to his original body. Passing out he fell to the floor, and what seemed like an eternity later he regained consciousness and his mind had been flodded with new information. The eyes must have evolved into a higher plane giving him a powerful and new set of abilities. He would be able to help much more with these instead of the creatures he had previously brought fourth to aid him. However remember what he had experienced in his final form would need to remain sealed away, hoping to never have to use it...

In Vincent's base form he is well rounded excelling in close range combat specializing in parkour and gymnastics making him a very nimble opponent. He also has an enhanced level of durability and propel himself very quickly across land, and even water for a short period by moving at a very fast pace. While in this base form he may partially transform into his second and/or third form.Vince may change either arm into the arms of the Second form and/or grow the tail from the Third form. WIth the arms of the second he can utilizes the tendrils but not to their full extent as he could when fully transformed. His base form is the same appearance that he holds all the time.
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In Vincent's second form his skill in fighting increases as well as his endurance and overall strength however he is not as fast. When taking this form all, if any,wounds are healed and repaired, however if he returns to his Base Form, any damage taken in the Second form will remain and transforming back will not heal them. The aspect that changes the most however is that Vincent acquires 'threads' that corse through his body which he can use to extend parts of his body as well as attack opponents by ensnaring them or piercing through their bodies. They may also be used as a method of defense by surrounding his entire body in order to block attacks coming in from multiple angles.
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In this Third Form his appearance changes more drastically. His skin turns white with purple accents, he grows a powerful tail, is much shorter and his powers change again. Also when initially taking this form causes his injuries to be healed again, returning to his Second or First form he will sustain any injuries he took while in this form. The injuries will remain if returning to this form. In this form he can manipulate Ki energy in a very powerful way being able to condense it into extremely small points to cause large amounts of damage and explosions or in larger beams and spheres of energy in order to destroy wide areas or take out multiple opponents.
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In Vincent's final form he has lost most regard for his surroundings as well as people's safety. His strength and speed are at an all time high in this form and he may also fly. He does have some combat knowledge and is also impressively durable. His right arm becomes a blade and on his back sprouts six wings that have an eye on the center of each which helps Vincent see at different angles. The heads at the tip of each wing with only a mouth and teeth that can extend outwards to either attack or bind an opponent as well as other supplementary uses for Vincent. In addition there are also tendrils that flow off the bottom of each wing, he may control them freely however they cannot extend. When taking this form, all of his previous injuries are healed. Taking this form Vince cannot retake his previous forms and will remain in this form for a generally undetermined amount of him (Until knocked unconscious, killed, or sustaining a large amount of damage.). Upon returning to his base form, his wounds will be healed again, and he will be unable to transform again for a while (remainder of topic) while also suffering from extreme fatigue.
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