The Void Survivor, Tsorben

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Reference is Kassadin from League of Legends. Reference picture from the original work. (Official splash art)

BACKGROUND:
Tsorben. A name that no longer belonged to anyone until recent times.

Birthed years ago, and raised in a family quite influential upon the world's politics, the Arcosian found himself quite afloat for a portion of his life. Being radically pushed to try and pursue something such as politics, well it was not quite his kind of life, truth be told. He did his best, though, to try and appreciate and also uphold the desires of his family. They were rooting in for an uproar in the infrastructure of Arcose, to try and shake the remnants of a revolution that would hopefully see them come up in power.

The younger Arcosian instead looked more prone towards the little things, for well perhaps some would call him little minded but he did not quite see anything concrete in all of that. Politics, government, laws, they were all restrictions brought upon themselves that they had to uphold... he did not find something true to that other than what each and everyone of them saw fit for their standards and schemes.

In fact, he did not care quite one bit about them. Therefore, he would end up exiling himself from his own and instead chose to pursue a career in the military where he served as a fine soldier, captain of his own squadron, up until a certain time in his life. Right around the time that they had received reports that Konats would be hosting a tournament, and well, while he would have been interested in joining, instead his career obliged him to pursue a survey mission over Konatsian ground- nothing malicious, perhaps only to gain some intel and recon after the mysterious storms that had plagued the planet.

Tsorben packed up and left for the mysterious planet, where his days passed whilst he watched the tournament as a spectator and conducted his research together with the rest of his scout team.

Until the day everything went wrong.

During a regular patrol on Dharatan, suddenly hell let loose when strange creatures appeared and his own men, himself included began to feel the pull. They tried to leave and evacuate those few far more unfortunate than they were, but it was no use, it caught up every mile they would make. A Konatsian warrior emerged and attempted to shield the group with a golden shield- a mystical artifact of sorts that embraced those few within the close proximity with its benediction, but it only delayed the inevitable when the corruption shattered the shield and all fell, one by one.

After that, there was not much. His memories would not carry on, he would tell you that he was awake, but it was almost like a dream that was lost to him, until he actually woke up.

The body of Tsorben was not lost, neither was his soul, it remained in the ruins of the city, unsure of how he even got there in the first place- his body had apparently fought against the disease, without himself even realizing it, and when finally a group of people had somehow removed the disease from the area, so did the darkness that continued to wrap him and eat away at the shell of his soul... freeing him.

When he woke up, he remained weak, barely could he see. It was almost as if whatever had jumped him had been eating away at him for all this time, without being able to actually do anything about it. Still, without his strength, he could not move. But he would not need to, for a group of individuals that to this day he could not recognize, found him and carried his body away. He would fall asleep and wake up, every now and then, he could not remember much besides being chained in a dark room, where he would eventually be visited by what looked like an old man, dressed in dirty old rags, other elves would gather at times, almost as if studying Tsorben.

Sometimes he would look around, and recognize his beloved squadron, in a similar position.

His conscience would fully kick in the day they began to mess with him. They brought what looked like armor, implanting it directly into his body, through poles that stabbed him all throughout his body, causing him to scream each time they would mount a new piece. They continued doing so, until they lowered the final piece; a mask that looked more like a cage.

And yet, now he began to feel strength once more. The sensation that kept him muffled and light headed was now his strength, a power unlike any other! The wizard attempted to converse with Tsorben, but when the Arcosian managed to speak; his concern was for his own squad.

According to the wizard, they were already dead. But in a fit of rage, the Captain remembered images and their voices. When he realized they had died because of these Kashvar, his rage caused his power to take over and suddenly the entire tent began to crumble and the chains shattered, he was free, and in a fell swoop, he killed the wizard.

He looked over the squadron. Not a single one of them was alive. The mourning could not last long enough, however, that he could hear others make their way towards him, guided by pure instinct, a dark spiral manifested and sucked him away, and the Kashvar would enter a moment later and find none but the corpses and damage left by Tsorben.

The Arcosian had somehow returned to their squad's old camp, only to find their tools and devices yet operational somehow, even if they had gone unused, only to grimace at the sight of all the attempted communication from Arcose they had missed out on.

So, after what felt like an eternity, finally Tsorben made contact, and now his spacepod carried him home, alone. With the rest of his squad left for dead.

Heavy Offensive Sparking || Unlighted Plague
Tsorben manifests the full power of the void, in the shape of a dark moon above him that absorbs the life out of his enemy
Power: 170%
KP Cost: 6 KP
KP Cost: 5 MP
Variants: N/A

Light Offensive || Shackles of the Within
Shackles wrap his opponent, causing the target to suffer off the lingering, screaming agony
Power: 40%
KP Cost: 2 KP
Variants: N/A

Medium Offensive || Last Breath
Tsorben focuses the darkness upon his opponent, trying to crush their throat
Power: 80%
KP Cost: 4 KP
Variants: N/A

Light Defensive || Sealed End
A portal manifests from within Tsorben, teleporting him away from danger before the spiral once more appears, somewhere else, spitting him back into reality.
Power: 80%
KP Cost: 2 KP
Variants: Evasive

Utility Technique || Dark Wielder of the Void
From his tragic incident, Tsorben has found mastery of the dark powers that once plagued Konats, and is now in full control of them. He can create portals to travel, (distant places may not be instantaneous), can close and partially regenerate his wounds (to a cost of his stamina), and materialize items much like magic.

Utility Technique || Telekinetic Master
Tsorben was already proficient with Telekinesis in the past, but now through his newfound dark powers, the strength of his telekinetic abilities is enhanced, he could lift and control objects of great size and weight, said powers also scale with how powerful he currently is.