The Grand OC! [CONTEST XXX: HALLOWEEEEEEEEEEN]

Username: Ixcaliber
Name: Kaohna
Species: Ex-God of Darkness
Gender: Male
Colour: some dark shade of purple

Description: Kaohna looks good for his age only insofar as most non-immortals aged over a thousand years tend to be mostly decomposed. Physically he appears to be aged seventy to eighty and he isn't looking good on it. His face is where it shows the most; his once pitch black eyes are clouded and sunken, his face gaunt and his skin wrinkled and sunburnt. Very little of his hair remains, but what is left is ash grey and growing wild. His lips are chapped and broken and his chin smattered with itchy grey stubble. Though he's about one and a half times the size of an average adult human mortal he doesn't have what would be described as a godly physique. He's scrawny; very thin (bordering on emaciated) but tough. His clothes are markedly archaic; though not as old as he is they are clearly a relic of an age long since passed. They are ragged; ripped and torn and faded from age. However none of these features are the most immediately striking thing about Kaohna; which is the small star (small only in terms of how large stars generally are (in this case it's about the size of a building)) attached to his ankle with copious lengths of unbreakable chain.

Weapons/Abilities: Once Kaohna had the ability to extinguish any light no matter how bright or how far away, but since his powers have been all but removed he can only extinguish fairly dim lights and only from a few meters away. He is also dragging around a small star on an unbreakable chain, though it's not something that he can easily weaponize it is kind of dangerous nonetheless.

Biography: In a world with an overly large pantheon Kaohna was once a God of Darkness (and of death, duplicity and other such d-words). He loathed the light and could not long stand the company of others, and it was for this reason that he chose to live beneath the Earth, away from the other gods. He would only emerge at night to usher the souls of the dead into the afterlife. He was however not unhappy with his lot in life, not at first. He was happy, until he noticed that while the other gods were revered, he was reviled. There was no temple built in his name, no offerings sacrificed to him and the few prayers that he received were not requests for his blessing but beseechments that he should hold himself at bay. It infuriated him to be hated for merely doing what must be done.

Slowly Kaohna grew more and more resentful, a process that culminated with an ill-advised attempt to extinguish the sun itself and plunge the world into an endless night. He succeeded, for a fashion. The pantheon convened, and despite a couple of grabs for power and minor crusades the fires for which might have been kindled that day, it was soon decided that Kaohna had gone too far and something needed to be done. Cinrae Goddess of Industry quickly built a back-up replacement sun (the other gods complained that it was tiny (only the size of a building) but really have you ever tried to forge a new sun when you're on a deadline) and Kaohna was chained to it, forced to drag it through the sky. It was supposed to be a temporary measure while Cinrae forged a proper sun, but what with one thing and another and eventually it was decided that it was probably the best use for Kaohna really when you got down to it and anyway he would be pretty pissed when he was finally unchained from that thing so it's probably all for the best.

Kaohna dragged that sun through the sky for thousands of years, growing increasingly bitter and hateful, until he was finally the monster that everyone had imagined that he had been. And then one day, when everyone had pretty much forgotten about him, he vanished, and the world was once more plunged into darkness.