"𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒍," 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅, "𝑰 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒊𝒕. 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒕?"
"𝑰𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒀𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝑺𝒊𝒈𝒏."
Sylvester Astur is just a guy here to have some fun in the Voidlands. Which may or may not involve the loss of sanity and corruption for those he deem it entertaining enough to watch.
Is that so bad?
𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚
Calm, calculating, and cool. He has a passion for the arts and a need to be in control. Some would call it narcissistic; he would call it sitting in the writers chair. Simply wanting the best story for the people around him.
Sylvester enjoys playing games. He's currently playing one now. Limiting his own powers whilst inside a human body.
A story is only as enjoyable as its obstacles.
𝑷𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒔
Sylvester is a "Great Old One" currently nerfing himself by wanting to preserve his quite literal human suit. He is purposefully not using the full extent of his power in order to keep his suit intact.
The more he uses his power, the more the suit will degrade. It can heal quickly overtime when resting, but he can't over exert himself in one go.
I will have it so the more battles he wins, the more he's able to push his current body.
With that being said, here are some of his powers:
- Can see targets immediate surface-level fears. And if he pushes (and starts degrading the suit) he'll be able to see their deep-rooted fears.
- Any eye iconography and/or drawing, he'll be able to see through.
- Convincingly mess with the senses. This plays into seeing the targets fears. He will conjure up any one of the senses that'll better play into the targets fear.
- Can manipulate items and mind-control people to an extent. The dead are easy to manipulate as they cannot resist him. As for the living, the more they struggle, the faster Sylvester's suit will degrade.
- Sylvester can use tentacles to attack target.
- Super strength and speed. He can't lift a building, more like a truck. As for speed, more like a vampire's speed than the Flash.
𝑬𝒙𝒕𝒓𝒂
Sylvester is not perfect. He is a God playing human dress up. The role is something he is unfamiliar with, and the guise may fall from time to time. He has to keep up the guise of having a heartbeat. Yet he does not bleed. He is somewhat cold to the touch, not quite knowing how warm a human should be.
Every now and again he can be seen with a black cat...