Aquilo Mori

And now, the end is near
And so I face the final curtain
My friend, I'll say it clear
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain
Full Name: Aquilo Mori
Gender: Male ( masculine| brute)
Physique (Height/Weight):
Age:
Human: 20 | 9.23 sweeps
I've lived a life that's full
I've traveled each and every highway
But more, much more than this
I did it my way
Personality:
Kind| scheming| loyal| manipulative when needed be| traitorous| tired| broken mentality to a certain degree. | Good natured

For a violet blood, most would assume he’s an ass kisser.  More ways than one, Aquilo like the rest of his fellow members of his blood are of course supposed to be at the beck and call of the royal family or so they say.  He as the most of the common traits of those, snobbish and literally assholes.   No disregard to the low-bloods.  Coming to this, he had learned that to be different one, although it would be within hidden attempts behind closed doors,  not all violet blood are complete asses.

One step ahead.  He must be a step ahead of all the rest, he has to be a thousand steps ahead or what else would cause sudden collapse and destruction on his own counterpart.  To the point all this careful planning and scheming had driven him to the point of paranoia and near hysteria.  
Manipulation a skill which could turn deadly depending on those who have used it, something that he himself hates using.   Unless the person truly deserves their own utter destruction, he is just a helping hand to their own upending doom.  

Although not all would assume for him to be kind.  No one would expect a gentle word or something in that nature of, course not.  He’s a violet blood, someone of high esteem.  Someone who is important after all.  
Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all, when there was doubt
I ate it up and spit it out
I faced it all and I stood tall
And did it my way
Physical appearance:

Strengths:
- He’s very careful.  Always cleaning up the loose ends that he doesn’t need to be existing.
-  He comes off a guy that is just way too unworthy of companionship and dangerous to those who wouldn’t trust him.
-  He can come up with good lies which have gotten him out of dangerous situations.

Weaknesses:
- From the lack of sleep and been so careful as slowly come to affect his mental state.  He is so careful, that it slowly working into his awakens state of doing things.
-  His loyalty is wavering in accordance of doing this like he supposed to.  

Fears/Insecurities:
- He’s much softer in the inside than what he shows on the outside.  
-been exposed.
- Betraying all that he knew for what cause?
Likes/Hobbies:
He likes to collect things.
He took the practice of knitting.  
He likes the smell of old books ( weird I know)
Dislikes:
Exposure
How snobbish and indifferent his blood spectrum is.
I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
I've had my fill; my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.

Handle:
Schemingnature
Typing Quirk/Color:
E = 3 // o = # // H = ]-[
“ S3v3n ]-[3lls what d# y#u m3an?!”
Blood color:
Violet
Psionic Power:
n/a
Symbol:
Tonna ( type of seashell)
Lusus:
Hermit crab
God Tier Title:
Knight of Heart
Land:
Land of beach and tide pools
Derse or Prospit: Prospit?
Strife Specibus:
Hiddenweaponkind ( think Kingsmen)
Fetch Modus:
Wallet
Other:
While writing this glorious fellow’s bio.  I realized he’s more fitting in the Alterian timeline than Beforian.

Also the lyrics are from My way, but it's mostly from the minor key. Makes it sound more depressping and awesome.

Trolls usually have a six letter last name, but it's not worth stopping you from being approved, so you're good!