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"The supreme art of war is to subdue the enemy without fighting."
|Alias(es)||Lord Hāthī; Father|
|Eyes||Purple (Dormant) Green (Battle)|
|Personality||Noble; benelovent; volatile|
|Likes||Tree bark; kiwana; helping others|
|Faction||House of Sylius|
|Out of character|
In all of his forms, his outfit remains consistent. This is due to the fact that he is incapable of taking his jewelry and his crown off. In all forms, he's also described as wearing shamrock green harem pants. His skin color also remains consistent as a fluid shade of blue, while his eyes shift between purple and green. He possesses the body of a human in regards to anatomy, as he has humanoid hands and feet with opposable thumbs allowing him to grip things, while he has the head of an elephant with two massive tusks and titanic ears which can be used to radiate deva energy which purifies souls and contests weaker evil energies, able to completely banish and convert them into relative celestial energies, turning demons into daemons and his loyal servants. In his Dormant State, he has two arms and two legs and is relatively fat, with a pot belly and no visible muscles structure. His third eye and other fourteen arms are hidden in the astral realm but are there nonetheless. This is his weakest and most peaceful-looking state. Once he has decided to move to his Battle State, his body becomes ripped and his muscles become so evident that they flex with every movement. Two more of his arms are revealed as they transcend from the astral realm to the physical plane, meaning in this state, he has four arms. Besides his two normal arms, the other fourteen arms protrude from his back and are relatively longer, allowing them to have the same reach as the normal arms. In his Meditative State, he turns into a statue as his body becomes encased in tough orichalcum-uru shell, making it relatively hard to even scratch him. In this state, he exits his physical body and enters the astral realm where he is all-powerful, possessing sixteen powerful arms and his third eye is visible. Within the spirit world, he appears as a ghostly gargantuan human with an elephant's head with an aura about him that has properties similar to smoke. Despite being what he is, Hāthī is still capable of reproducing, however, he finds it a task as his penis, when erect, is thirty nine inches long and six inches in diameter. When he is flaccid, his penis is hidden within its penile sheath for protection.
- Noble: Above all, Lord Hāthī is the most noble of the heads. Despite not being the king or of royalty, he is the father figure of the king and his master. He takes the laws of the land seriously and would guard them with his very life. These moral qualities conflict with the group in the sense that he is still an assassin. He treats his profession as a profession instead of a lifestyle, however, paying no attention to what he is doing to avoid the war that'd occur in his mind if he were to ever be guilty. This is how peace of mind is achieved. Blocking out all things disrupting your path and peace, leaving you with yourself and your own morals.
- Benelovent: Despite being among the top ranked within a well-known assassination organization, Hāthī himself is deeply respected among many lands for being a bearer of peace and compromise. In the midst of war, a many kingdoms and castles have been saved from being utterly annihilated at the hands of his student. In terms of responsibility, levelheadedness and realism, Hāthī is deemed as the most honorable of the Heads.
- Volatile: Despite being in his meditative vegetable state most of the time, Hāthī is actually one of the most deadly beings among the Heads, as Kiyru has said himself that one Hāthī has entered a raging state, no one is capable of calming him but himself. 'Tis true, Hāthī has an unmanageable temper, albeit he's able to keep his head on straight. This rage can be triggered by only a few things, which is why it is so unknown for him to be in such a state and act in such a reckless manner. On average, his rage only lasts a few seconds but once he's entered such a state, he's prone to entering it once again.
Weapons (Main) & AbilitiesEdit
Holy Arsenal of GaneshaEdit
When in battle, in his right hand, he wields a double-edged great axe crafted with an orichalcum-uru alloy, making it magic-resistant, extremely heavy and extremely durable all together. For most creatures, wielding this weapon requires two hands and the wielder's entire body weight to swing it but for Hāthī, it requires little effort. It weighs roughly four thousand pounds aside from the uru enchantments (making it impossible to be wielded by another) and stretches about six feet from the pommel to the toe of the blades. From blade to blade, it stretches about three feet and features designs of war elephants. This axe really is just meant for melee combat and holds no extra abilities besides the fact that no one else is capable of wielding it and it can return to Lord Hāthī's hand with a simple thought.
Hāthī also wields an elephant goad made of the same exact orichalcum-uru alloy as Parashu. This weapon is always held in his left hand when in battle. It consists of a hook which is attached to a six foot handle, ending in a tapered end. Just like Parashu, this weapon is incapable of being wielded by anyone other than Lord Hāthī. It weighs approximately three thousand and five hundred pounds, if it were not to be effected by the uru enchantment. Lord Hāthī excels in the use of both Parashu and Ankusha in unison, able to fight with both of them as well as a single weapon with much skill. Ankusha, unlike Parashu, can be controlled by Lord Hāthī psionically as well, however as his soul itself is linked to the weapon. Even when the weapon is not in his hand, Ankusha is capable of fighting and impaling an enemy as if it had a mind of its own. Ankusha is also capable of breaking down and separating into hundreds of thousands of razor sharp white lotus petals which can also psionically be controlled by Lord Hāthī. He uses these petals to grind his opponent up and tear them apart from thousands of small cuts that transcend into a beautiful massacre.
Being a Deva and chosen one of Ganesha, Lord Hāthī is granted with many extraordinary capabilities. Despite this, he had to also undergo serious training of which lasted thousands of years. At this point in his life, he is a very capable being and is skilled in both hand-to-hand combat as well as ranged battle. First of all things, Lord Hāthī is pure in nearly every sense of the word. He is incapable of being corrupted in body, mind and spirit by outside forces. This means poisons and forms of mind control are rendered useless in his divine presence. Lord Hāthī also does not age, rendering him virtually immortal. He sees the energies that flow through the universe and is able to sense ill intent within a fifty meter radius as a result, as well as a plethora of other emotionally driven things; meaning that lying to Lord Hāthī is pointless. He does not exactly know what people are thinking but he is able to know what they are feeling. In terms of physical strengths, Lord Hāthī excels in martial arts with punches able to reach 8,807,850 newtons (I did the math) or 1,980,083.5 pounds of force. His speed can easily break the sound barrier, touching Mach 5 with little to no effort. His reflexes are nothing short of superb, able to dodge a bullet within point blank range with no toil. With being able to reach such speeds, Lord Hāthī is also highly resilient to heat and damage, able to withstand explosions and bullets without a scratch. The final ability his Deva physiology grants is the ability to manipulate earth and more specifically, minerals and metals in their purest state with only thought.
This is what he has dubbed his ability to control his own chakra, nen, qi, chi or life energy, depending on what you want to call it. Being a Deva, Lord Hāthī's chakra has relatively peculiar properties. For example, his chakra pool is limitless, meaning that he cannot die from old age or typical means. His chakra also cannot be absorbed or converted as it possesses properties similar to deva energy. If one was to try to absorb or convert his chakra, it would result in a self-destruction on the potential absorbers end because his energy is incapable of mixing with the flawed energy of others. In other words, his chakra is pure. Innately, his chakra envelops his body, giving him a sort of psuedo-armor and protecting him from otherwise fatal blows. In a three hundred meter radius, his chakra projects a sphere which allows him to feel the shape and movement of anything within it. As a final innate use, Lord Hāthī's presence and chakra is hidden by the use of his chakra, however, others that specialize in the use of chakra are able to counteract this by focusing their chakra onto their eyes. Aside from these innate uses, Lord Hāthī typically uses his chakra to conjure up 100-Handed Ganesha Purana; it takes the form of a gigantic multi-armed golden statue of Ganesha. This statue is capable of moving much faster than Lord Hāthī, with its thrusts easily reaching speeds of Mach 23 and maximizing at Mach 25. Many describe attacks from this technique as coming from another dimension due to their astonishing speeds.
The Ashtavinayak are eight shrines that can appear after being summoned in the astral plane. These shrines are named Morgaon, Siddhatek, Pali, Mahad, Theur, Lenyadri, Ozar and Ranjangaon and create an octagon from a bird's eye view. Once they all have been summoned then the final shrine, Om, can be summoned. This shrine takes its place directly in the center of the other eight shrines. The Om shrine is significantly larger than the other eight shrines and acts as a beacon for the other shrines to activate. Once this shrine has been summoned, the other eight will begin to create an octagon made of Deva energy. The beacon will also release deva energy (aether) and create a roof that links to all of the eight shrines. In the end, the Ashtavinayak will create a cage composed totally of deva energy. The shrines themselves exist on the spiritual plane and cannot be destroyed from the physical plane, making them virtually indestructible for those who are unable to understand this concept. The deva energy, however, exists on all planes at once and acts like a purifying medium. Over time, the Ashtavinayak will build up more and more deva energy and make them ticking time bombs. Once ready, the summoner of the Ashtavinayak is able to release the built up deva energy within the prison and purify those that are within. If they are a human, their souls are cleansed. If they are a corrupt angel, they are reverted to the standard angel and are banished back to their home world (theoretically, Heaven) with no chance of escaping as they are now bound there. If those within are of demonkin, then they are banished to Hell with the same consequence as an angel. Other creatures experience the deva energy released by the shrines differently. For example, vampires are purified and return to the dead, leaving the undead ranks with one less soldier. Werewolves have their curse lifted and revert back to a human. A final example would be an elf who has drifted off of the path of holiness, now being reverted to your average High Elf. Weapons are also purified, being reverted back to their simple forms. The darkness scurries back to its hideout to plan for another day. Anything caught within this technique viewed as foe by the user will also have its chakra nodes closed, putting them into a vegetable state.
Born in a small village in what is now known as India, Svargīya knew nothing but love and care. The villagers all treated each other with respect and crime was relatively thin in this town. The boy's family was nothing short of poor but that didn't keep the boy from smiling every single day. Every day he'd hang with his uncle who was a farmer and local herder. His uncle preached about peace and the like everyday, hoping life would be as simple as it had always been. War and battle were foreign concepts to these villagers. The idea of an absolute lord was unheard of in this land. These people were lead by a chief who also knew nothing but peace. Svargīya's uncle told him stories every day and taught him basic skills such as how to plant seeds and take care of the crops. Every now and then, his uncle would say, "Svargīya, I'd like you to remain in your solemn state of bliss for as long as you can, alright? When I move on to the next life, this farm will be yours. I have no son and you are the closest thing to it." Many years went by and the village remained in their state of tranquility with no worries besides the fact that the crops failed every so often. Around the time Svargīya had reached the age of twenty two, his uncle had passed and left him the farm. Many people in the village were dying as a result of an incurable disease at the time. They could do nothing about it, however. They had no medicines or herbs at the time that could stop this invisible mass murderer. Svargīya simply continued to do what he did best and farm. He herded the sheep, taking them into the village center from time to time so that they may be sold and traded for necessities. The plague had passed and many of the villagers had been killed, leaving Svargīya and his mother all alone. She moved in with Svargīya at the farm after his father was taken by the plague. This was an omen and they felt it. The plague was horrible but something worse was coming and they were right. After years of man and nature alike being at peace, another nearby village that was also overtaken with disease decided they had to pillage Svargīya's village to make up for the crops and resources they had lost in the process. Of course, a war broke out between the two neighboring villages and Svargīya had no choice but to enlist with his villages' numbers being thinned out as it was by the plague. This war was a disgrace. Even more people were being killed than when the plague had swept through. After about three days of being at war, Svargīya had killed for the first time. He had never been a hunter and had never even killed an animal before. His uncle would tell him that the animals were there to protect him and his village and to eat them is to end the peace between the factions. After he plunged that axe into his foe's throat, Svargīya threw up right there in the middle of the battlefield before retreating back to the base. There is where he fell asleep, sick to his stomach and full of regret and disgust for himself. Whilst asleep, Ganesha visited him in his dreams. "Hello, my disciple," Ganesha said. "You mean no harm, I know that. You are not of the ill-hearted. All you want for this land is peace and tranquility, yes?" Svargīya stood up and laid his eyes on the elephant-headed humanoid, amazed by his body. He came to the conclusion that his uncle was right. This was a vision and his uncle was right. Svargīya stepped closer towards the deity and shook his head. Ganesha smiled, looking down upon the human, Svargīya. "You are smart," he muttered. "I have chosen you to become a bearer of my word and a spreader of peace. Fix this land and all lands to come. Do you accept this trial? In return, I will grant you a power that only comes second to my own." Svargīya, still amazed by this creature's very being, humbly accepted and when he awoke, he was a large, fat, blue, elephant-headed humanoid. All of the other soldiers had retreated and the battle was over. Svargīya had been sleep for a few days without him even realizing it. The neighboring village had won and conquered his own village. Once he discovered this, he fled to a nearby mountain where he spent nearly two days climbing to the top. On this journey, he came to understand more about his new self and a few of the basics but it wasn't that simple. He was now and elephant-human hybrid and it was strange. At the top of the mountain, Svargīya spent days meditating. He meditated and meditated but to no avail. Ganesha would not appear again no matter how hard he tried and Svargīya was beginning to grow frustrated. He rampaged in his hideout until he realized what was happening. He was losing it. The very thing his uncle told him to keep, he was beginning to lose and he decided that he would not lose himself. He meditated once again but not to try and summon Ganesha, to find peace within himself. Ironically, whilst meditating this time, Ganesha appeared to him once more. "This is my final time speaking to you face to face, my child. I will teach you all there is to know, now." Those were the last words Ganesha had said to Svargīya before he pressed his thumb onto his forehead and literally bathed him in thousands of years of information. Once Svargīya had returned from his meditation, he'd come to notice people around him, worshiping and praying to him. In his right hand was an axe and in his left hand was a bullhook. He looked around without moving the rest of his body, examining what his mountain hideout had become. "I am no god, but a messenger of peace." He spoke, his voice echoing throughout the mountain. He stood, moving his elephant head from side to side. The worshipers began to pray harder and speak in a tongue foreign to him. Understanding his predicament, Svargīya told the worshipers that this mountain was a holy place and no man was to enter this cave for it is the home of the Great Lord Hāthī, messenger of peace. The worshipers scurried away and did exactly as Lord Hāthī had told them. He spent many years in the cave, alone. Every once in a while, there would be stragglers that decided it was a good idea to go against him. Their fate was entirely up to his mood that day, as his elephant instincts may have sent him spiraling into a destructive rampage, killing them or his enlightened self would've helped them unlock their chakra flow and achieve enlightenment and inner peace. After about four thousand years of killing and enlightening trespassers, physically training and learning focus, Lord Hāthī returned to his meditative state where he came to learn more and more about himself. He mastered the art of manipulating his own chakra as well as summoning the shrines and utilizing his own weapons. For about ten thousand years he remained dormant as a statue until he was disrupted by a man who'd tried to take him from his place. Of course, the man was incapable of moving Lord Hāthī but still, it disrupted him. The elephant-headed humanoid decided that if the man was capable of moving him even slightly, he'd come from his meditative state and teach him to use his chakra. After hours and hours of trial and error, Lord Hāthī was moved an inch and just as he said, he had come out of his statue state. The man, being cocky and ignorant, was under the impression that Lord Hāthī was nothing but a hoax and all the stories of people coming to the mountain and leaving in a much more enlightened state were nothing but tall tales. He challenged Lord Hāthī to a duel and lost in record time, having his chakra nodes completely shut off. Lord Hāthī saw something special in this man, however. "Would you like to become my disciple and student?" Lord Hāthī asked the crippled man. Reluctant at first, the man accepted. The first few months were difficult as the man had very little patience. Thus, meditation was the first form of training the performed. Lord Hāthī himself did not enter his meditative state but watched Kiyru as he practiced his. After about seven months of this training, Lord Hāthī decided that the man had excelled greatly and decided to unlock his chakra nodes, unleashing the massive life energy pool he had within him as all creatures do. He performed this through a dangerous process called an initiation. The proctor, in this case, Lord Hāthī, sends a jolt of chakra through the student's body and triggers their chakra. This causes a mass flow of chakra to be released from the student. After this was done, Kiyru began to grow weaker and weaker with time, bringing him to ask the key question: why? Lord Hāthī explained that he must learn to manually control the flow of his chakra if he wished to stop this and sure enough Kiyru was able to grasp this concept fairly easily. In a span of a few weeks, Lord Hāthī continued to teach Kiyru about chakra and its prevalence throughout every realm and by the end of their training, in return for his training, Kiyru offered Lord Hāthī a permanent position at his kingdom. Lord Hāthī had decided he'd been hiding on this mountain for one too many days and it probably was time for a change and thus, he accepted Kiyru's offer, becoming one of the Great Heads of Orthos Grand.
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