Villain: (he more is a neutral person who happens to be viewed as extremely evil but in reality he has no problem with killing or raising the dead he however isn't the take over the world or take all the shiny things person.
Name: Kevin Dain
Alter Ego: Death-Mask
Age: 19
Sex: M
Crime They Specialize In: Raising dead? (He has started a mini zombie apocalypse once)
Appearance (Normal) he wears a suit which makes him look much older than he is and a cane which he has on his person at all times
Appearance Villain: same as his civilian appearance or he will have a grim reaper cloak and skull mask (100% real) which he also might wear with his suit when he is all business.
Powers: master in necromancy and nethermancy also is an apprentice in most other schools of magic (can do things such as summon light or fire and very minor telepathic projection).
Bio: he grew up used to death, killing, and necromancy being a common thing when he was old enough to be responsible with magic he began to learn necromancy and seconded with nethermancy. He learned things very fast and was proven to be a natural welder of the arcane forces, his superiors afraid that he would be much more powerful than them limited his studies. He however found his way into a secret library where he studied every single book advancinv his knowledge far beyond his years and he practiced in secret expanding his own capabilities beyond most necromancers would ever achieve. His life took a different turn at the age of 16 when his girlfrend (17, and a vampire) and himself had a car accident the other car had crushed the front passenger side totally crushing his right leg where you could hear the stomach lurching crunch and the sound of a bone snapping. He used necromancy to temporarily hold his girlfriend in a non feral state (he was bleeding) than using nethermancy he tore his way out of the car (imagine shadow tentacles than using it as a brase than walking away while letting her feast on the people in the other car than blowing both up when she was clear. A few months later he had managed to fix his leg up enough that all he needed was a cane which he had crafted from nethermaterials this was black with a skull on top the skull was a pale wight with black eyes which stared with eternal darkness that seemed to goto infinite depths. The canes black length had the feeling of different shades of darkness which seemed to shift and change, the cane was more than a creation meant for the purpose of assistants for walking it was also a concealed sword and an artifact of few powers when in hiw hand, the sword it's self was dark enough that it seemed to absorb the light from its suroundings like a black hole and it was sharp as a masterpiece katana or sharper and had yet to get a single dent or scratch (however he hardly ever pulls it out of its casing) his flunt in using it to fight iether as a sword or cane. When someone found out he had secretly studied the arts to the point of being the level of a adept in necromancy (and nethermancy) by the age of twelve (estimation) and being almost master level at the age of sixteen deciding that he clearly was simply learning and evolving to fast for them to keep up, eventually he decided to leave, while they decided to kick him out since they were a tade scared of him.
