Name: Oblivion
Age: 16
Son/daughter of: A reincarnation of the big three. great grandfather poseidon. grandfather zeus father hades.
Description: A scrawny pale boy with shaggy jet-black hair. Lonely.
Godly powers: can create lighting that flickers around in his hand. raises skeletal armies. breathes underwater.
Oblivion stood panting. He had killed an equivalent of a small army of monsters. Every time he ran thin black sword through one, they turned to dust, but they never took more than an hour to reform. "Time to begin the real fight" he muttered to himself. At that moment, 5 hellhounds bolted out of Lincoln Memorial Park. Oblivian raised his hand and out of the ground came skeletal warriors, Metal Armor attached to their bones. As he walked away, he heard the yelps and whimpers of the wounded hounds behind him, but he didn't turn back. He was on a mission.