In New Orleans, Louisiana on November 11, 1877, Charlotte and Alexandre welcomed a baby boy into the world. His name, Julian Thibodaux. The family decided to move to Orleans France when Julian turned 5. Once in France, Julian started school, and enjoyed it. However he never made friends nor did he really want any. While their lives where going well, things took a turn for the worse when Charlotte became gravely ill, with what would later be discovered to be cancer and passed away when Julian was 10. Julian moved through that tragic event to graduate high school, at the top of his class at age 18, only to come home to find his father on the ground brutally murdered in a home invasion. At that point, with tears falling from his eyes, he swore he would dedicate his life to curing cancer and finding the bastard that killed his father. In his early 20's he started medical school, graduating top of his class in this instance as well. He spent the next years of his life doing research, tending to patients and doing the occasional autopsy.
On his 62nd birthday, he was sent to Haiti because he heard that there was a miracle cure there to help in the fight against cancer and could help in his research. Once he got there, the next morning he went to the shop that he was told had the cure. He walked in and a sinister, evil looking old man asked him why Julian while he was in his shop. Julian told the old man that he was there, because he heard that the shop had the cure in it and he was there to get it. The elderly man turned his back to Julian to look for the medicine, and asked him if he would like some water, all the while adding an elixir to a small cup. Julian said yes, and takes the cup as the man faces the front once again. As Julian drank, the man turned again to look for the medicine again. Julian looks around and notices a black, silver and red scythe, with an onyx handle and along the blade, rubies and onyx. He decides to buy that as well pays for both items and leaves. Once back at home, Julian starts to experience horrible vertigo, and starting to wail in horrendous pain, He barley made it to the bathroom, he looks at himself in the mirror, and notices his eyes glow a neon blue before he collapses on the floor. Several hours later, he wakes up, and pulls himself up with the help of the sink, looking into the mirror once again. He's shocked at what he saw, he had aged backwards and looked like he did at 21. Little did he know, from that point on he would be immortal and never look older than 21. Confused, he walked out the door, picking up the scythe by the door. Once outside, he notices a puppy that had died from heat exhaustion, he picked it up and to his surprised it came back to life in his hands. Thinking it was a fluke, he notices a man in his early to mid 30s , he walks over to him and gently places his slender hand on the man's shoulder and as he starts to move, Julian grins, he knows now what his true purpose is. Thus, Lord Nekros was born. While he has the ability to raise the dead, to use them as his minions, he doesn't want a zombie apocalypse happening so he uses his scythe, the “Coup de la Mort” to keep that from happening. He also has some limitations, such as he has to constantly protect his minions, while keeping more undead from spawning. He also has a problem working in direct sunlight and extreme heat.
His appearance
is quite striking. At 6'3” and 169lbs he is a tall and lanky man.
However, he's masculine, yet feminine with long black and red hair,
bone white skin, and piercing blue eyes. He's a quite beautiful man.
He dons a skin tight body suit of black and gray with a giant red,
black and white skull on the chest, with red and black studded
leather gloves with black and red spiked leather boots. On his back,
a hooded cape with dark gray trim. He is hard to miss while walking
down the street.
His goals are simple, he wants to
protect the country and it's people from crooked cops and your run of
the mill lowlifes such as the mafia, burglars and murders. The
villains he has to deal with are as I said, run of the mill lowlifes
and his nemesis, if you will, is the man that killed his father.
According
to the culture of the 1940s in France, being a super hero is an
honor, because being something that no one else is, is new and
exciting thing for a culture of people. The political aspect, there
is a sworn duty, and a sense of pride, when it comes protecting the
country and it's people, (in a different sort of way) when there is a
war going on, the major problem is that the French military want's
his help to defeat the Germans, because they see his power could help
out in WWII, but he refuses to help because it would only make the
situation worse. The general public has a problem with Julian
Thibodaux for the obvious reason that he brings back the dead.
However, there are always a few exceptions to the rule, such as the
people that constantly badger him about bringing one of their loved
ones back. When they don't understand that they won't be the
same person anymore. As I pointed out, most people have a problem
accepting him because he brings back the dead, and a zombie
apocalypse isn't the most acceptable thing.
Lord
Nekros is necessary for the protection of the citizens of France from
the general criminals of the population and the Milieu
while
the war is going on and
the Germans are invading,
because no public official or the police is really concerned with the
general public nuisances at this point in time. He
is needed and necessary because without him there, the citizens would
be at risk from Germans and Nazis as well as all the other horrible
people. All in all, he suggests that no matter who you are, man,
woman, child, mortals are weak and emotional, and all of that
combined, if you let it consume you, it can blind someone to what
truly makes them strong. Yet, at times, those moments that make
someone weak can also make them strong.
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