His appearance, *As i take off my cloak, then my shirt. Revealing that on the right side of my body i was covered in inscriptions...That seemed like ancient demonic writing, the left side was covered in angelic inscriptions, and the middle was put inscriptions that seemed druidic. And my stomach had a changing tatoo, that showed war, and death, blood running from it. And my entire body was dyed crimson.* Thanks.
More about the appearance of Pain ((without shirt on)) A long time ago all species envied me. But i was interested in becoming better. So the demons gave me the inscriptions to make me stronger, and to bring out my evil, and increase my abilities. But i was becoming dark...Too dark, so the angels put the inscriptions on my left side to make me more powerful, and it balanced out the dark. Then because of the two opposing forces, i was about to rip in half, creating two egos, but then druids put inscriptions to balance it all. And my tatoo is something i did a long time ago, it shows my memories. All of them are of me either killing, giving advice, or advising people on something about killing. And my skin is dyed red because of all the fighting, of all the killing.
The story of the end: *I started, slowly...* The first creature from creation shall change, transforming into its final form, the form of "End". It shall blanket the sky, Yet the world will be lit from its glow. It will continue to become more powerful, glowing greater, and greater. until it has enough energy to destroy creation, and then in one blast everything will be decimated. The only way to stop it is to stand in front of him, and confront him. The power of his freinds shall redeem him, and make him become normal again. Yet, they must stand united, if any waiver, creation itself will be destroyed, as will the souls of everything, naut will survive, heaven and hell shall be obliterated, so it must be stopped, the freinds must stand, for the sake of creation. *As my voice got lower on the last 5 words.*
The story of why Pain went to sleep for a millinia.
*sits down and seems to be deep in thought, but then starts to talk in a grave tone* Long ago, a war was waged between two of the most powerful civilizations the world has ever seen. One side had a great warrior and strategist, the one piece that kept them from losing many times. Till the fateful day when the opposing side asked for a truce to talk about peace. The great country, who all wanted to win, because of their just king agreed. Sending the warrior out to conduct the treaty. As the warrior arrived at the capital he was captured. Soon after the first country's capital was attacked, Destroyed. Everyone thought the war was over, but when the warrior found out that all he had fought for was gone, all those near him dead, he went insane. He declared a silent war against the country. Attacking vicoiusly. Killing Millions off. His blade was a black rose. He almost destroyed the human race when he fought. But then, both countries died, and the warrior stopped, disapearing for a millinia. He was also the oldest dragon in existence. The first dragon.
Pics of Pain.
