OC: Xebediah "Zeb" Freitz

Name: Xebediah Freitz
Nickname: Xeb/Zeb
Age: Consumed at 29
Gender: Male (trans/salmacian)
Sexuality: Pansexual
Species: Personified fear
Height: 5'7
Body type: Average toned build
Appearance: *Human form:* Dark caramel skin, black hair locked in dreads that fall to his mid-back. Golden hazel eyes. An incantation is tattooed from his bottom lip to his chin. *True form:* inky-black humanoid shape, solid white eyes with no pupils. No visible mouth, but, when it opens, rows of sharp, pointy pearly whites.

Abilities: Transportation via the shadows. Telepathy (usually how he speaks to avoid opening his mouth). Can appear in people's nightmares. Knows someone's fear upon eye contact. Upon speaking of someone's fear with intent, they are sent to a pocket domain to experience it for a duration of time of his choosing.

Personality: Xeb is a man of few words, but doesn't shy away from social situations. He enjoys observing people's behaviors and listening to others talk more than he likes talking about himself, though he's far from shy and will happily exchange banter with good company. He has a sense of justice and his own moral standing. He's seen the good in people through their fears and exploits those that he feels deserves it.

Hobbies: Roller skating/Jam Skating, Cooking, Reading

Likes: Black coffee, tiramisu, a good book, good music, animals, children (respects their ignorant bliss), the look of fear, the sound of screams and silence

Dislikes: Sunny days, narcissists, candy/excessive sugar, opera


Favorites-
Colors: Black - it represents everything and nothing all at once
Music: Metal, Rock, Indie, Alt
Food: Tiramisu, anything coffee flavored
Clothes: He likes to be nude, but in public, he usually wears fitted tops and baggy jeans or pants, accessorized with a watch and silver jewelry.

Backstory: (cw: murder, gore)

Xebediah grew up in the city. Changes and new experiences were the norm. He knew no fear despite his home life where his mother always seemed to be worried about something he couldn't understand. Eviction notices of late rent, men she brought home, the dark spaces in the walls. He'd grow to understand that his mother just needed help. He started working at a young age, picking up of jobs here and there, to help with payments. He made sure there was always enough light to scare the shadows again, and he took it upon himself to kill the men that would mistreat her. Little did he know this would lead to her fearing her own son.

"Go back to the darkness where you came from!"

Her voice rings so clearly in his own mind. The Darkness won't let him forget the sound of a brick crushing his own skull. Or the sound of the wicked woman's screams when The Darkness saw fit to give her the same treatment.

He awoke as The Darkness's chosen champion to forever walk the Earth and enact punishment to those that refuse to understand its creed: Only those that fear in love may walk.