Post by Linx on Oct 20, 2011 15:37:46 GMT -6
Name: Linx
Aliases: None
Age: Unknown
Gender: Male
Species: Draconian
Alignment: Good
Canon or Original: Original
Date of Birth: Unknown
Place of Birth: Unknown
Physical Appearance:
Eyes: Silver
Hair: Silver
Height: 6'2’’
Body type: Medium and Athletic
Clothes type: Tight fitting leathers
Scars/Marks: None
Misc: Black Feathered Wings, Spellbound and mostly appear as tattoos on his back.
The Draconian race was a powerful and intelligent warrior race, that bred only the best. The average height for their people is six and a half to seven feet tall, with no less than two hundred pounds of pure muscle. With extremely tough skin, it is highly resistant to the natural elements. His was a race built for power and speed, and none as much as he. He combines unparalleled strength and speed, to be the ultimate warrior.
Standing at a total of six feet and two inches in height, Linx is well marked wherever he travels. With brilliant silver hair and eyes, and a medium build, he stands out in any crowd. His eyes express no emotion, and his face is always a mask, revealing nothing of his thoughts. His body type is of a medium build, and his muscles are well toned, yet not bulky. From a warrior race, he was created for speed and agility, and none are better than he.
On occasion, he has the ability to release his wings from their magical binding, that he himself placed. Constantly, they appear as just tattoos of black feathered wings, covering his entire back, but when unleashed, they become the wings themselves. His wingspan is fifteen feet, and he can fly long distances with ease, hardly needing to pause or rest. His skin is a nice tan colour, offsetting his silver hair and eyes, another marker in most crowds.
Personality:
Specialties:
1. Martial Arts
2. Artificing/ Science
3. Knowledge
Among the first of the creator species, Linx was crafted as versatile as the rest. His original placement was as a guard in the R&D sector, before moving to research. As such, his martial arts are the base from which all others spawned. Since his creation, he's been practicing his martial arts and is peerless.
As a member of the creator species, he has also devoted much time to scientific pursuits, and what is now known as 'Artificing.' After centuries on security detail, he was transferred to the R&D labs, where he began his studies. Produced from a race with unparalleled technology, his creations are unmatched. Because of this, he has the ability to analyze, deconstruct and replicate anything he witnesses, be it construct, ability or something else.
His third specialty is knowledge. Among the foremost of his people's scientists, he has the combined knowledge of all existence at his disposal. Since his creation, he has been researching every subject imaginable, and has a wealth of information on every subject under the sun. And as the last of his race, he is as close to an all knowing god as there is.
Weakness
1. Gadgetry
2. Books
3. People
Likes:
1. Reading
2. Tinkering
3. Isolation
Dislikes:
1. Crowds
2. Arrogance
3. Not Knowing Something
Flaws:
1. Quiet
2. Cold
Because of his drive for artificing and science, a big weakness of his is gadgetry. If he sees something new, he immediately has to take it apart and analyze it, and perhaps even improve on it, before reassembling it. He's also quite fond of reading books. He'll quite often be found tucked away in isolation merely reading for new information, or to pass time with a book he's probably read countless times before. His third weakness is people. He has a fascination for watching and observing people. He always tries to discern motivations and goals, as well as any abilities they might have that would be interesting on his next project. Occasionally, he will interact directly with people in order to assist them or to observe them from a closer vantage point.
His main likes go generally hand in hand, reading, tinkering and isolation. He loves reading material of any type, and will often be found with a book somewhere, more than likely in a small workshop with a light over his shoulder. He also extremely enjoys tinkering around with gadgets and creating new things, or improving upon the old ones. And more than anything, he likes his isolation. He can't stand crowded cities, or large groups of people. He prefers a quiet environment to work with and to be away from loud noises. He can stand talking with people individually, as many as up to ten really, but anything more than that and he's ready to leave.
His dislikes are then crowds, arrogance, and not knowing something. Crowds are self explanatory. He doesn't like the feeling of being enclosed, though not claustrophobic, and he doesn't like all the noise and ruckus they make. He hates arrogance in the extreme. He sees it as the major flaw to any creature, and cannot stand those who think they are better than everyone else, unless they can back it up. Many times he will forego his mostly pacifistic tendencies in order to bring them down a peg or two. Lastly, he hates not knowing something. He's devoted his existence to the pursuit of knowledge, and if something is eluding his grasp, he will pursue it with relentless vigilance. Every little bit of information can be useful, especially if it can be used against him, or used to deter others from fighting him.
His flaws are a result of his personality. He comes off as quiet and cold quite often, though he is a very friendly person to those that get to know him. He remains quiet, and is mostly soft spoken, preferring not to use five words when two will do. He prefers to observe rather than interact, and is constantly making mental notes. His second flaw is that he comes off quite cold to people, as he's a scientific person. The ends justify his means, and he doesn't care much for morality or suffering, but instead approaches everything with an analytical view. He's made little friends this way, and many hate him for seeming so callous.
Special Abilities:
Elemancy:
Mastery over the elements. Created by geneticists, he was granted the best abilities of each race they conquered, and was given mastery of the elements as one of them. He can control all elements with little to no thought, and with a degree of power rarely seen. He hardly chooses to use this however, as he rarely fights.
Enhanced Endurance:
Genetically altered to be tougher than the rest of his race, his skin is impregnable to any blow. The only weak point being natural entrances and exits, and his eyes.
Enhanced Strength:
Genetically altered to be stronger than the rest of his race, his power is unmatched.
Enhanced Speed:
Genetically altered to be faster than the rest of his race, his speed is unmatched.
Enhanced Intelligence:
Genetically altered to be smarter than the rest of his race. He was crafted with the ability to process and solve difficult problems and computations with ease, and the rate at which he can do so puts Planeswalkers to shame.
Genetic Manipulation:
The top scientist in his race, he has the ability to manipulate DNA with but a touch. Whatever his hand rests upon, he can alter, disassemble, reconstruct, and rearrange. This includes any creature, and he can reduce them to mere atoms and spread them to the corners of the cosmos.
Enchanting:
Despite being from a race that prides physical strength and martial prowess above all others, magic became necessity. They needed something further to shield them in experiments, and so delved into magic. Having been the creator of the first, 'Spark', he's able to enchant almost anything with absolute ease.
Regeneration:
A powerful warrior race who frequently received grievous wounds had to learn to adapt. Through genetic manipulation, they were able to begin to regenerate, and the finest of these advancements was bestowed upon Linx, their ultimate creation. Should he lose a limb or appendage, it can be regrown with but a thought. The regeneration is instantaneous, requiring little to no effort on his part, though it leaves him extremely hungry.
Flight:
Being of the race from which dragons descended, he naturally has wings. Through genetic manipulation on his end, he has changed them from the thin leathery wings most dragons have, to powerful black feathered ones, preferring the look of them. They remain spell-bound and disguised as tattoos on his back, but can be unleashed at will with a thought.
Telepathy:
A race that needed to communicate quickly, they granted themselves some base psionic abilities. He is able to communicate telepathically with any creature that he either sees, or mentally marks, allowing him contact no matter where they may be. With this, he's also able to read people’s memories, to learn what they learn. This ability requires physical contact however, and he has to actively search, as opposed to just a passive learning.
Telekinesis:
Another ability he genetically engineered into himself. After millenia of use, he's honed it to perfection and it has become quite powerful. It's main use in his employ is to move objects around his lab, and to help him craft constructs.
Weapons:
Caster Gun:
A gun crafted by Linx when he worked for the Draconian Empire long ago, with a variety of twenty shells of varying effects and power. To this day, he hasn't created another after his destruction of all but this last one, though for someone special to him, he might just be tempted to.
Appearance:
i193.photobucket.com/albums/z132/Sephiroth_Shinra/Gene_Starwinds_Caster_Gun.jpg
History:
Born eons before the dawn of time as all know it, Linx was created to be a perfect weapon. The first genetically created soldier, he was crafted with the best abilities of the Draconians fallen foes. The rulers of the Draconian Empire crafted him personally, ensuring that he would be as perfect as they could make him. Altered to be stronger than the rest of his race, they didn't stop there. They gave him control over the elements to make him more versatile, enhanced his natural abilities to make him a more independent warrior, able to improvise and react with a thought. They gave him the ability to read his enemies memories, to learn all they knew and to act as a perfect assassin. And lastly, they gave him the ability to manipulate DNA and the molecular structure of anything that he wished to alter.
He was created to be perfect in every way, to be the most versatile weapon they had. However, he was the only one created, for they needed to test and observe him first, to ensure that they could control him, and that he would be loyal to their empire. They quickly learned, that they could not control him. They'd given him too much intelligence, and so he understood his own value, though he chose to not use it against them. Instead, he willingly worked beside them, instead of under them. He worked on security duty for the royal family, and personally protected the daughter of their king. In his career, he became firm friends with the princess. They spent much time together, talking and passing the time with friendly ease.
Despite appearances, they did not become lovers. Her father was all for it of course, as Linx was the epitome of everything they respected, but the two of them chose not to be. True, they fell in love together, but they never took their vows to be wed. They remained loyal to each other, and were very close, but never intimate. As time passed however, he became much more renowned among their people, and was able to spend less time with her. The King decided to test him out in their research and development laboratories, as they were making no new progress for anything. With this request, Linx was moved with merely one request of his own, he was granted his own personal workshop on the royal grounds. The king agreed readily, trusting Linx implicitly.
Instead of working in the official labs, Linx worked in his own workshop, where he could be close to the princess should he wish to take a break. Within a few short centuries, he became a master engineer, and was able to replicate the greatest of their creations. By now, was almost three hundred years old, still a child by their standards, as the Draconians are an immortal race. A few short years later, and he was already modifying their existing technology to be far more efficient. He was showered in riches innumerable, though he had no love for it, and instead gave it all to the King to support the empire. He kept enough to live on, and continued his peaceful existence. After two centuries working on the projects that the King assigned him, he requested to be removed from the employ of the King, so that he may instead pursue his own devices. When questioned why, he responded that he felt he could do much better for the kingdom by following his own whims, instead of merely upgrading what they had.
The King agreed to this somewhat hesitantly, and so Linx was independent of the crown. Finally, he was free to craft his own devices, and he quickly put his talents to work, indeed bettering his kingdom far more than he ever could have in their research department. He was given all the funding that he needed, and the best of equipment and apprentices that he would ever need, though he preferred to work alone. His first creation was an upgraded FTL drive for his people, to allow them to colonize other planets in their star system, and to travel to other galaxies with ease. From here, the empire was able to bring in more research material, and he went to work once more. By his own request, he was given copies of everything that they found, and his next invention was one that began the expansion of his people.
He crafted the first terraformer, and with it, his people began to colonize other worlds, and the empires borders began to expand. Needless to say, at the age of one thousand and already the fore most scientist among his people, many older scientists were jealous of his abilities, but respected him profoundly. Unlike most, he did not become arrogant or lord his abilities over others. Instead, he remained humble, and took a break from his projects. He spent the next few years with the Princess, enjoying a relaxing break, traveling to some of the worlds that he helped to create. They spent the time in harmony, living together in a simplistic existence, until tragedy struck their home world.
Their people had finally encountered a new race, and war had broke out between them. The princess was immediately returned home, and Linx returned to his workshop. His people were being defeated at every turn, and he needed to do something to help them. He went to work with a fury rarely seen. He took no visitors, sent his apprentices away, took no food or rest, and worked tirelessly. Within weeks, he was sending forth new weapons to the front lines. Humans had issues with Haber and his chemical warfare, not to mention nukes, they would have had a heart-attack at his creations. He crafted not only weapons, but soldiers. He began augmenting them to be lesser versions of himself, fully controllable to those whom he granted control, and were used as special ops forces.
Other than soldiers, he crafted swords and armour for his people. He began to travel to the frontlines himself, in order to observe and create based on his observations. After a few decades, the enemy races surrendered, and became the first colony to his people. After this, they began an expansion in earnest. The king sent forth ships to colonize new worlds, and to subjegate other kingdoms to their will. Many resisted, at first. After witnessing the might of the Draconian Empire however, many fell to the kings demands. Contrary to what they would expect however, he was not a tyrant. He ruled benevolently, for the benefit of all his people. The next few millenia were spent in relative peace, before they met a race to rival their own.
The name of the race is long since forgotten to all save for Linx, who ended up fighting on the front lines. The race acted towards the Draconians as the Draconians did to their conquered races, though they fought with the intent of enslavement and destruction. The parting Linx shared with the Princess was one of sorrow, and she begged him not to go. He bid her farewell, telling her that he was doing his duty for his King and people, and to protect her. That was the last time they ever saw each other. He moved his workshop to the frontline, and quickly launched into the most important research of his life. He was researching a new weapon, one with limitless potential. He was researching what would come to be known as, a 'Spark.'
He spent decades, if not centuries working on his research, always having to repair with defenses of the bases he moved around to. Time meant nothing to him however, and as the death tolls were beginning to rack up on both sides, and the fight moved deep into Draconian territory, he finally succeeded, crafting the first spark. He implanted it into a powerful being he created that he named Malfegor. Malfegor was an especially powerful creation, with the ability to devour his opponents to make their strength his own. For a long while, Malfegor was well under his control as he sent him out on mission after mission.
Malfegor did his work well, and with his help, the tide quickly began to turn, for the better for his race. Until Malfegor grew too strong. Malfegor broke free of his bounds, and turned on Linx, seeking to devour him and absorb his power into his own. Linx proved the stronger, and reduced him to an almost powerless state, sending him fleeing across the void of existence, where he disappeared, falling into silence, and slowly began to rebuild his power. It was only eons later that he resurfaced among the Nine Titans, before disappearing once more with their disbandment.
In the meantime, Linx crafted many more sparks, but instead of trying to control them, cast them to the winds of oblivion, letting them carry across the planes of existence. It was this way that Planeswalkers came about, and after creating thousands of sparks, he ceased productions, despite many protestations otherwise. Many saw the 'Walkers as a powerful weapon, but Linx would have none of it, even against the Kings own requests. He did however craft a few more sparks of lesser power, and began to imbue them into weapons of his own design, to add more power to his peoples arsenal. He called his guns 'Casters' and crafted a total of twenty different shells for the guns, each with a varying effect and of varying power.
He crafted only a few of these guns however, before deciding that they were too powerful, and destroying what little remained. He then turned his attentions to crafting defenses for his people, and tried to convince the King to cease the war. His attempts failed however, and he decided it was time for him to leave his life among his people. He crafted one last spark, and infused it into himself, to empower him with the ability to travel the planes, and set forth on his greatest journey, leaving one last gift for his people. He left them creations to continue to develop their cities, as a last message, and set forth across the planes, travelling for eons. As he went, he continued to craft artifacts and constructs.
He left traces of his passing though none could ever trace it to him, and he's continued wandering to this very day, eons and eons, eternities to any reckoning since his emigration from his homeworld. In all his time, he's never returned, and he's never found a woman to spend his time with. Lately, he's begun to settle down, creating new constructs, and living a life of relative peace. He's often holed away, shunning people and light, focused solely on his work, though he's been trying to get better. As he travels however, he always travels with his workshop, safely tucked away in an extra-dimensional pocket that he can access at any time and step into to start working whenever an idea strikes him.
Aliases: None
Age: Unknown
Gender: Male
Species: Draconian
Alignment: Good
Canon or Original: Original
Date of Birth: Unknown
Place of Birth: Unknown
Physical Appearance:
Eyes: Silver
Hair: Silver
Height: 6'2’’
Body type: Medium and Athletic
Clothes type: Tight fitting leathers
Scars/Marks: None
Misc: Black Feathered Wings, Spellbound and mostly appear as tattoos on his back.
The Draconian race was a powerful and intelligent warrior race, that bred only the best. The average height for their people is six and a half to seven feet tall, with no less than two hundred pounds of pure muscle. With extremely tough skin, it is highly resistant to the natural elements. His was a race built for power and speed, and none as much as he. He combines unparalleled strength and speed, to be the ultimate warrior.
Standing at a total of six feet and two inches in height, Linx is well marked wherever he travels. With brilliant silver hair and eyes, and a medium build, he stands out in any crowd. His eyes express no emotion, and his face is always a mask, revealing nothing of his thoughts. His body type is of a medium build, and his muscles are well toned, yet not bulky. From a warrior race, he was created for speed and agility, and none are better than he.
On occasion, he has the ability to release his wings from their magical binding, that he himself placed. Constantly, they appear as just tattoos of black feathered wings, covering his entire back, but when unleashed, they become the wings themselves. His wingspan is fifteen feet, and he can fly long distances with ease, hardly needing to pause or rest. His skin is a nice tan colour, offsetting his silver hair and eyes, another marker in most crowds.
Personality:
Specialties:
1. Martial Arts
2. Artificing/ Science
3. Knowledge
Among the first of the creator species, Linx was crafted as versatile as the rest. His original placement was as a guard in the R&D sector, before moving to research. As such, his martial arts are the base from which all others spawned. Since his creation, he's been practicing his martial arts and is peerless.
As a member of the creator species, he has also devoted much time to scientific pursuits, and what is now known as 'Artificing.' After centuries on security detail, he was transferred to the R&D labs, where he began his studies. Produced from a race with unparalleled technology, his creations are unmatched. Because of this, he has the ability to analyze, deconstruct and replicate anything he witnesses, be it construct, ability or something else.
His third specialty is knowledge. Among the foremost of his people's scientists, he has the combined knowledge of all existence at his disposal. Since his creation, he has been researching every subject imaginable, and has a wealth of information on every subject under the sun. And as the last of his race, he is as close to an all knowing god as there is.
Weakness
1. Gadgetry
2. Books
3. People
Likes:
1. Reading
2. Tinkering
3. Isolation
Dislikes:
1. Crowds
2. Arrogance
3. Not Knowing Something
Flaws:
1. Quiet
2. Cold
Because of his drive for artificing and science, a big weakness of his is gadgetry. If he sees something new, he immediately has to take it apart and analyze it, and perhaps even improve on it, before reassembling it. He's also quite fond of reading books. He'll quite often be found tucked away in isolation merely reading for new information, or to pass time with a book he's probably read countless times before. His third weakness is people. He has a fascination for watching and observing people. He always tries to discern motivations and goals, as well as any abilities they might have that would be interesting on his next project. Occasionally, he will interact directly with people in order to assist them or to observe them from a closer vantage point.
His main likes go generally hand in hand, reading, tinkering and isolation. He loves reading material of any type, and will often be found with a book somewhere, more than likely in a small workshop with a light over his shoulder. He also extremely enjoys tinkering around with gadgets and creating new things, or improving upon the old ones. And more than anything, he likes his isolation. He can't stand crowded cities, or large groups of people. He prefers a quiet environment to work with and to be away from loud noises. He can stand talking with people individually, as many as up to ten really, but anything more than that and he's ready to leave.
His dislikes are then crowds, arrogance, and not knowing something. Crowds are self explanatory. He doesn't like the feeling of being enclosed, though not claustrophobic, and he doesn't like all the noise and ruckus they make. He hates arrogance in the extreme. He sees it as the major flaw to any creature, and cannot stand those who think they are better than everyone else, unless they can back it up. Many times he will forego his mostly pacifistic tendencies in order to bring them down a peg or two. Lastly, he hates not knowing something. He's devoted his existence to the pursuit of knowledge, and if something is eluding his grasp, he will pursue it with relentless vigilance. Every little bit of information can be useful, especially if it can be used against him, or used to deter others from fighting him.
His flaws are a result of his personality. He comes off as quiet and cold quite often, though he is a very friendly person to those that get to know him. He remains quiet, and is mostly soft spoken, preferring not to use five words when two will do. He prefers to observe rather than interact, and is constantly making mental notes. His second flaw is that he comes off quite cold to people, as he's a scientific person. The ends justify his means, and he doesn't care much for morality or suffering, but instead approaches everything with an analytical view. He's made little friends this way, and many hate him for seeming so callous.
Special Abilities:
Elemancy:
Mastery over the elements. Created by geneticists, he was granted the best abilities of each race they conquered, and was given mastery of the elements as one of them. He can control all elements with little to no thought, and with a degree of power rarely seen. He hardly chooses to use this however, as he rarely fights.
Enhanced Endurance:
Genetically altered to be tougher than the rest of his race, his skin is impregnable to any blow. The only weak point being natural entrances and exits, and his eyes.
Enhanced Strength:
Genetically altered to be stronger than the rest of his race, his power is unmatched.
Enhanced Speed:
Genetically altered to be faster than the rest of his race, his speed is unmatched.
Enhanced Intelligence:
Genetically altered to be smarter than the rest of his race. He was crafted with the ability to process and solve difficult problems and computations with ease, and the rate at which he can do so puts Planeswalkers to shame.
Genetic Manipulation:
The top scientist in his race, he has the ability to manipulate DNA with but a touch. Whatever his hand rests upon, he can alter, disassemble, reconstruct, and rearrange. This includes any creature, and he can reduce them to mere atoms and spread them to the corners of the cosmos.
Enchanting:
Despite being from a race that prides physical strength and martial prowess above all others, magic became necessity. They needed something further to shield them in experiments, and so delved into magic. Having been the creator of the first, 'Spark', he's able to enchant almost anything with absolute ease.
Regeneration:
A powerful warrior race who frequently received grievous wounds had to learn to adapt. Through genetic manipulation, they were able to begin to regenerate, and the finest of these advancements was bestowed upon Linx, their ultimate creation. Should he lose a limb or appendage, it can be regrown with but a thought. The regeneration is instantaneous, requiring little to no effort on his part, though it leaves him extremely hungry.
Flight:
Being of the race from which dragons descended, he naturally has wings. Through genetic manipulation on his end, he has changed them from the thin leathery wings most dragons have, to powerful black feathered ones, preferring the look of them. They remain spell-bound and disguised as tattoos on his back, but can be unleashed at will with a thought.
Telepathy:
A race that needed to communicate quickly, they granted themselves some base psionic abilities. He is able to communicate telepathically with any creature that he either sees, or mentally marks, allowing him contact no matter where they may be. With this, he's also able to read people’s memories, to learn what they learn. This ability requires physical contact however, and he has to actively search, as opposed to just a passive learning.
Telekinesis:
Another ability he genetically engineered into himself. After millenia of use, he's honed it to perfection and it has become quite powerful. It's main use in his employ is to move objects around his lab, and to help him craft constructs.
Weapons:
Caster Gun:
A gun crafted by Linx when he worked for the Draconian Empire long ago, with a variety of twenty shells of varying effects and power. To this day, he hasn't created another after his destruction of all but this last one, though for someone special to him, he might just be tempted to.
Appearance:
i193.photobucket.com/albums/z132/Sephiroth_Shinra/Gene_Starwinds_Caster_Gun.jpg
History:
Born eons before the dawn of time as all know it, Linx was created to be a perfect weapon. The first genetically created soldier, he was crafted with the best abilities of the Draconians fallen foes. The rulers of the Draconian Empire crafted him personally, ensuring that he would be as perfect as they could make him. Altered to be stronger than the rest of his race, they didn't stop there. They gave him control over the elements to make him more versatile, enhanced his natural abilities to make him a more independent warrior, able to improvise and react with a thought. They gave him the ability to read his enemies memories, to learn all they knew and to act as a perfect assassin. And lastly, they gave him the ability to manipulate DNA and the molecular structure of anything that he wished to alter.
He was created to be perfect in every way, to be the most versatile weapon they had. However, he was the only one created, for they needed to test and observe him first, to ensure that they could control him, and that he would be loyal to their empire. They quickly learned, that they could not control him. They'd given him too much intelligence, and so he understood his own value, though he chose to not use it against them. Instead, he willingly worked beside them, instead of under them. He worked on security duty for the royal family, and personally protected the daughter of their king. In his career, he became firm friends with the princess. They spent much time together, talking and passing the time with friendly ease.
Despite appearances, they did not become lovers. Her father was all for it of course, as Linx was the epitome of everything they respected, but the two of them chose not to be. True, they fell in love together, but they never took their vows to be wed. They remained loyal to each other, and were very close, but never intimate. As time passed however, he became much more renowned among their people, and was able to spend less time with her. The King decided to test him out in their research and development laboratories, as they were making no new progress for anything. With this request, Linx was moved with merely one request of his own, he was granted his own personal workshop on the royal grounds. The king agreed readily, trusting Linx implicitly.
Instead of working in the official labs, Linx worked in his own workshop, where he could be close to the princess should he wish to take a break. Within a few short centuries, he became a master engineer, and was able to replicate the greatest of their creations. By now, was almost three hundred years old, still a child by their standards, as the Draconians are an immortal race. A few short years later, and he was already modifying their existing technology to be far more efficient. He was showered in riches innumerable, though he had no love for it, and instead gave it all to the King to support the empire. He kept enough to live on, and continued his peaceful existence. After two centuries working on the projects that the King assigned him, he requested to be removed from the employ of the King, so that he may instead pursue his own devices. When questioned why, he responded that he felt he could do much better for the kingdom by following his own whims, instead of merely upgrading what they had.
The King agreed to this somewhat hesitantly, and so Linx was independent of the crown. Finally, he was free to craft his own devices, and he quickly put his talents to work, indeed bettering his kingdom far more than he ever could have in their research department. He was given all the funding that he needed, and the best of equipment and apprentices that he would ever need, though he preferred to work alone. His first creation was an upgraded FTL drive for his people, to allow them to colonize other planets in their star system, and to travel to other galaxies with ease. From here, the empire was able to bring in more research material, and he went to work once more. By his own request, he was given copies of everything that they found, and his next invention was one that began the expansion of his people.
He crafted the first terraformer, and with it, his people began to colonize other worlds, and the empires borders began to expand. Needless to say, at the age of one thousand and already the fore most scientist among his people, many older scientists were jealous of his abilities, but respected him profoundly. Unlike most, he did not become arrogant or lord his abilities over others. Instead, he remained humble, and took a break from his projects. He spent the next few years with the Princess, enjoying a relaxing break, traveling to some of the worlds that he helped to create. They spent the time in harmony, living together in a simplistic existence, until tragedy struck their home world.
Their people had finally encountered a new race, and war had broke out between them. The princess was immediately returned home, and Linx returned to his workshop. His people were being defeated at every turn, and he needed to do something to help them. He went to work with a fury rarely seen. He took no visitors, sent his apprentices away, took no food or rest, and worked tirelessly. Within weeks, he was sending forth new weapons to the front lines. Humans had issues with Haber and his chemical warfare, not to mention nukes, they would have had a heart-attack at his creations. He crafted not only weapons, but soldiers. He began augmenting them to be lesser versions of himself, fully controllable to those whom he granted control, and were used as special ops forces.
Other than soldiers, he crafted swords and armour for his people. He began to travel to the frontlines himself, in order to observe and create based on his observations. After a few decades, the enemy races surrendered, and became the first colony to his people. After this, they began an expansion in earnest. The king sent forth ships to colonize new worlds, and to subjegate other kingdoms to their will. Many resisted, at first. After witnessing the might of the Draconian Empire however, many fell to the kings demands. Contrary to what they would expect however, he was not a tyrant. He ruled benevolently, for the benefit of all his people. The next few millenia were spent in relative peace, before they met a race to rival their own.
The name of the race is long since forgotten to all save for Linx, who ended up fighting on the front lines. The race acted towards the Draconians as the Draconians did to their conquered races, though they fought with the intent of enslavement and destruction. The parting Linx shared with the Princess was one of sorrow, and she begged him not to go. He bid her farewell, telling her that he was doing his duty for his King and people, and to protect her. That was the last time they ever saw each other. He moved his workshop to the frontline, and quickly launched into the most important research of his life. He was researching a new weapon, one with limitless potential. He was researching what would come to be known as, a 'Spark.'
He spent decades, if not centuries working on his research, always having to repair with defenses of the bases he moved around to. Time meant nothing to him however, and as the death tolls were beginning to rack up on both sides, and the fight moved deep into Draconian territory, he finally succeeded, crafting the first spark. He implanted it into a powerful being he created that he named Malfegor. Malfegor was an especially powerful creation, with the ability to devour his opponents to make their strength his own. For a long while, Malfegor was well under his control as he sent him out on mission after mission.
Malfegor did his work well, and with his help, the tide quickly began to turn, for the better for his race. Until Malfegor grew too strong. Malfegor broke free of his bounds, and turned on Linx, seeking to devour him and absorb his power into his own. Linx proved the stronger, and reduced him to an almost powerless state, sending him fleeing across the void of existence, where he disappeared, falling into silence, and slowly began to rebuild his power. It was only eons later that he resurfaced among the Nine Titans, before disappearing once more with their disbandment.
In the meantime, Linx crafted many more sparks, but instead of trying to control them, cast them to the winds of oblivion, letting them carry across the planes of existence. It was this way that Planeswalkers came about, and after creating thousands of sparks, he ceased productions, despite many protestations otherwise. Many saw the 'Walkers as a powerful weapon, but Linx would have none of it, even against the Kings own requests. He did however craft a few more sparks of lesser power, and began to imbue them into weapons of his own design, to add more power to his peoples arsenal. He called his guns 'Casters' and crafted a total of twenty different shells for the guns, each with a varying effect and of varying power.
He crafted only a few of these guns however, before deciding that they were too powerful, and destroying what little remained. He then turned his attentions to crafting defenses for his people, and tried to convince the King to cease the war. His attempts failed however, and he decided it was time for him to leave his life among his people. He crafted one last spark, and infused it into himself, to empower him with the ability to travel the planes, and set forth on his greatest journey, leaving one last gift for his people. He left them creations to continue to develop their cities, as a last message, and set forth across the planes, travelling for eons. As he went, he continued to craft artifacts and constructs.
He left traces of his passing though none could ever trace it to him, and he's continued wandering to this very day, eons and eons, eternities to any reckoning since his emigration from his homeworld. In all his time, he's never returned, and he's never found a woman to spend his time with. Lately, he's begun to settle down, creating new constructs, and living a life of relative peace. He's often holed away, shunning people and light, focused solely on his work, though he's been trying to get better. As he travels however, he always travels with his workshop, safely tucked away in an extra-dimensional pocket that he can access at any time and step into to start working whenever an idea strikes him.
