Description
홍디미트리。
홍디미트리。
홍디미트리。
full name
hong dimirtri
date of birth
january 1st [130]
occupation
unknown
orientation
homoual
timezone
gmt -5
love interest
precious helia
species
necromancer
If you were to hear his story for another humans lips, you would have thought he would be just a simple legend; but Dimitri was as real as the next person.
Dimitri was born into a family of mystics; every soul in their family able to wield some type of magic. His mother being an expert alchemist and his father a master illusionist. You would think that he would be born of either magic of his parents. The boys parents could not understand what was going on with their son as he indeed did inherit their powers but they were so weak compared to their own when they were younger. Usually the next of kin had significantly more intensity with their powers as they becoming more natural in their genetic make up through the years. Confused as well; Dimitri tried almost anything to really find out what his true power was.
Soon, Dimitri's parents had threw in the towel. Dimitri was on his own with finding out his own powers; so he did. But it didn't turn out all well. At the age of 10, Dimitri was found by his parents; playing with an animal that was clearly decomposing. It made no sense; what was wrong with their beloved Dimitri? Well, truthfully, there was nothing wrong with him. Dimitri was just simply unveiling a secret part of his family's line of magic. Unfortunately; his parents heavily disapproved of this as necromancy was still looked down upon amongst all mystics. Yes, there is more breathing room for them; but still the concept of controlling what's already dead was still a horrifying concept.
Not too much time had passed that his family decided to teach Dimitri about his main source of magic. After having a debate about it between themselves; Dimitri's parents came to the conclusion that their boy was a necromancer. One of the most dangerous forms of magic there is. Necromancers were known for ruling armies of the dead in the thousands and even worse feats. They wanted to tell Dimitri this to get himself to begin to think of other ways to express his magical abilities. Dimitri was indeed passed down the powers of both his mother and father; but they knew that deep inside; Dimitri was a natural born necromancer. So he was only able to do so much.
Eventually, Dimitri stopped entirely after feeling broken about scaring his family in such a way. Instead learning his mother's alchemy to show them that he didn't need his necromancy to be an amazing wielder of magic. Turns out he was also rather good at alchemy even though he needed to try harder than the normal mystical.
It was Dimitri’s 14th birthday. The day was quite a treat for the young boy, enjoying his day with all smiles; his father even going out of his way to give his son the illusion show of a life time. Soon, all days had to come to an end through sleeping. Dimitri was sound asleep in his bed; the only sound out side was the heavy rain beating on the window. The young boy woke up in a start, sweat heavily dripping from the middle of his forehead. He was still in his room. The moon light shining from his window illuminated his room enough to see what was in front of him. Just a television with a few gaming systems layed out in front. Did he just have a bad dream? A possibility that he believed in. Laying back down, young Dimitri closed his eyes in attempt to fall back to sleep. Slipping back and forth between unconsciousness and sleep, Dimitri felt something crawling on his skin.
Actually.
All over.
Dimitri's body shot up in fright; his mouth opening to make a sound. Claws of black trapped his mouth as the last thing he saw was his ceiling before disappeared into darkness.
Dimitri woke. Meeting eyes with an old wooden ceiling. What? His room had a regular white ceiling. What was this? It wasn't long until something began to make noise. It was the door; made out of the same wood as the ceiling. Why was everything made from wood? A man then walked in the room; eye's reflecting the ocean, natural reddish brown hair but clearly of Asian descent.
"Dimitri, my boy."
How did he know his name?
"Who are you? Why do you know my name?" As a normal preteen would ask; too panicked. ''Where am I?'' The elder man laughed in a hearty tone; sounding so tranquil.
"We know of all that share our blood. I? Efrem. Efrem rivalEz, and I am your great great; 1,000 times great, grandfather." Dimitri couldn't believe it. From then on, his great grandfather began to tell him about many things that surprisingly didn't faze Dimitri as much as the elder thought. Dimitri had always wondered about why he was the only necromancer out of his entire immediate family; bound to be something to happen or come up someday.
Well-- This wasn't exactly what he was expecting either but nothing much he could do about it.
Dimitri's grandfather then took the young boy out of his room to explore outside of their house where he met more and more of his apparent family. Dimitri learned more about his past that he could ever imagine. It turned out that his family branched from a line of powerful necromancers. Basically the family that made the blueprint /for/ necromancy. Dimitri was brought there for a reason.
Dimitri was to continue the family blood; to learn about where he’d truly come from and fulfill his duty as a true necromancer.
Dimitri spent years harshly training and becoming accustomed to all the ways of his old world family.
the necromancer spent 100 years in this world. He used a spell that was nearly impossible to complete; having to master thousands of spells under necromancy but eventually mastering it once he turned 28 in that world. The spell gave him immortality, but it only lasting for 100 years exactly; and once that spell was up, Dimitri was to be returned to his world. So technically, that would make him 128 years old.
Dimitri learned many things while in the old world. One slew of information shocked him the most out of anything; most of the necromancers in Dimitri’s family line had disappeared or was wiped off of the face of the Earth once the ages started to get older. Necromancy was seen as a curse through out his family; finding it too powerful for anyone to wield such magic. His own family began to turn their backs on each other; killing each other as they declared their own war and began to kill en masse. Necromancers in both his family and in general.
Dimitri woke up in a hospital after being in a coma for 4 years. Apparently his body resurfaced after a few days and would not wake up at any point for four whole years; the doctors absolutely marveled that he had woken up. They assumed that he was going to stay in that state for the rest of his life as his brain activity was close to nothing. He was alive but he wasn't /there/, mentally. The doctors were contemplating on wether they should pull the plug on him or not. There was one doctor that, in his opinion, was the only reason he was alive now. Ms. Wang. One of the only people in his current life that he would vow to protect for the rest of his time in this world; going out of her way to even put security guards in front of the hospital room he resided in to keep the other doctors from doing what they wanted to save money.
His parents had given up on him; assuming that their son would never be the same once he had came to. They were right. Dimitri was no longer this happy child that sought out everything in optimism; but sought out truth wether he had to get it by force or not. Dimitri had become more abrasive, cunning and overall someone that had the aura of 1,000 souls.
Dimitri had become something that they couldn't bare to believe they've raised. When the young necromancer turned into the legal age of 18; he was abandoned. An act of fear. His parents were convinced that he were to rid of him at some point in his life as they never wanted him to unveil the truth of his family line. But sadly that was something that could never be avoided. Dimitri was chosen specially and he was damn sure that he wouldn't waste this current life. He will be known in history as the best necromancer to ever live.
Dimitri was born into a family of mystics; every soul in their family able to wield some type of magic. His mother being an expert alchemist and his father a master illusionist. You would think that he would be born of either magic of his parents. The boys parents could not understand what was going on with their son as he indeed did inherit their powers but they were so weak compared to their own when they were younger. Usually the next of kin had significantly more intensity with their powers as they becoming more natural in their genetic make up through the years. Confused as well; Dimitri tried almost anything to really find out what his true power was.
Soon, Dimitri's parents had threw in the towel. Dimitri was on his own with finding out his own powers; so he did. But it didn't turn out all well. At the age of 10, Dimitri was found by his parents; playing with an animal that was clearly decomposing. It made no sense; what was wrong with their beloved Dimitri? Well, truthfully, there was nothing wrong with him. Dimitri was just simply unveiling a secret part of his family's line of magic. Unfortunately; his parents heavily disapproved of this as necromancy was still looked down upon amongst all mystics. Yes, there is more breathing room for them; but still the concept of controlling what's already dead was still a horrifying concept.
Not too much time had passed that his family decided to teach Dimitri about his main source of magic. After having a debate about it between themselves; Dimitri's parents came to the conclusion that their boy was a necromancer. One of the most dangerous forms of magic there is. Necromancers were known for ruling armies of the dead in the thousands and even worse feats. They wanted to tell Dimitri this to get himself to begin to think of other ways to express his magical abilities. Dimitri was indeed passed down the powers of both his mother and father; but they knew that deep inside; Dimitri was a natural born necromancer. So he was only able to do so much.
Eventually, Dimitri stopped entirely after feeling broken about scaring his family in such a way. Instead learning his mother's alchemy to show them that he didn't need his necromancy to be an amazing wielder of magic. Turns out he was also rather good at alchemy even though he needed to try harder than the normal mystical.
It was Dimitri’s 14th birthday. The day was quite a treat for the young boy, enjoying his day with all smiles; his father even going out of his way to give his son the illusion show of a life time. Soon, all days had to come to an end through sleeping. Dimitri was sound asleep in his bed; the only sound out side was the heavy rain beating on the window. The young boy woke up in a start, sweat heavily dripping from the middle of his forehead. He was still in his room. The moon light shining from his window illuminated his room enough to see what was in front of him. Just a television with a few gaming systems layed out in front. Did he just have a bad dream? A possibility that he believed in. Laying back down, young Dimitri closed his eyes in attempt to fall back to sleep. Slipping back and forth between unconsciousness and sleep, Dimitri felt something crawling on his skin.
Actually.
All over.
Dimitri's body shot up in fright; his mouth opening to make a sound. Claws of black trapped his mouth as the last thing he saw was his ceiling before disappeared into darkness.
Dimitri woke. Meeting eyes with an old wooden ceiling. What? His room had a regular white ceiling. What was this? It wasn't long until something began to make noise. It was the door; made out of the same wood as the ceiling. Why was everything made from wood? A man then walked in the room; eye's reflecting the ocean, natural reddish brown hair but clearly of Asian descent.
"Dimitri, my boy."
How did he know his name?
"Who are you? Why do you know my name?" As a normal preteen would ask; too panicked. ''Where am I?'' The elder man laughed in a hearty tone; sounding so tranquil.
"We know of all that share our blood. I? Efrem. Efrem rivalEz, and I am your great great; 1,000 times great, grandfather." Dimitri couldn't believe it. From then on, his great grandfather began to tell him about many things that surprisingly didn't faze Dimitri as much as the elder thought. Dimitri had always wondered about why he was the only necromancer out of his entire immediate family; bound to be something to happen or come up someday.
Well-- This wasn't exactly what he was expecting either but nothing much he could do about it.
Dimitri's grandfather then took the young boy out of his room to explore outside of their house where he met more and more of his apparent family. Dimitri learned more about his past that he could ever imagine. It turned out that his family branched from a line of powerful necromancers. Basically the family that made the blueprint /for/ necromancy. Dimitri was brought there for a reason.
Dimitri was to continue the family blood; to learn about where he’d truly come from and fulfill his duty as a true necromancer.
Dimitri spent years harshly training and becoming accustomed to all the ways of his old world family.
the necromancer spent 100 years in this world. He used a spell that was nearly impossible to complete; having to master thousands of spells under necromancy but eventually mastering it once he turned 28 in that world. The spell gave him immortality, but it only lasting for 100 years exactly; and once that spell was up, Dimitri was to be returned to his world. So technically, that would make him 128 years old.
Dimitri learned many things while in the old world. One slew of information shocked him the most out of anything; most of the necromancers in Dimitri’s family line had disappeared or was wiped off of the face of the Earth once the ages started to get older. Necromancy was seen as a curse through out his family; finding it too powerful for anyone to wield such magic. His own family began to turn their backs on each other; killing each other as they declared their own war and began to kill en masse. Necromancers in both his family and in general.
Dimitri woke up in a hospital after being in a coma for 4 years. Apparently his body resurfaced after a few days and would not wake up at any point for four whole years; the doctors absolutely marveled that he had woken up. They assumed that he was going to stay in that state for the rest of his life as his brain activity was close to nothing. He was alive but he wasn't /there/, mentally. The doctors were contemplating on wether they should pull the plug on him or not. There was one doctor that, in his opinion, was the only reason he was alive now. Ms. Wang. One of the only people in his current life that he would vow to protect for the rest of his time in this world; going out of her way to even put security guards in front of the hospital room he resided in to keep the other doctors from doing what they wanted to save money.
His parents had given up on him; assuming that their son would never be the same once he had came to. They were right. Dimitri was no longer this happy child that sought out everything in optimism; but sought out truth wether he had to get it by force or not. Dimitri had become more abrasive, cunning and overall someone that had the aura of 1,000 souls.
Dimitri had become something that they couldn't bare to believe they've raised. When the young necromancer turned into the legal age of 18; he was abandoned. An act of fear. His parents were convinced that he were to rid of him at some point in his life as they never wanted him to unveil the truth of his family line. But sadly that was something that could never be avoided. Dimitri was chosen specially and he was damn sure that he wouldn't waste this current life. He will be known in history as the best necromancer to ever live.
backstory
情人
名称。
名称。
full name
here
full name
here
you're lucky.
maybe love is real.
maybe love is real.
lover
Humans were nothing but power hungry creatures to him; the real monsters in this world. So he takes a natural dislike to them. Humans had a smell that always made him physically nauseous; but after going through what he experienced, it'd gotten worse.
Dimitri isn't exactly the nicest person but also isn't the most awful. He's extremely empathic, but he knows how to separate reality from his feelings very well so it doesn't get in his way.
Bashfulness is something that you will almost never see from him; being a person that doesn't react to many of things at this point in his life. Dimitri blunt, people liking that about him because he would never lie to anyone. He didn't lie to anyone nor could anyone lie to him; finding out many things about people just by meeting them.
If you don't like what he says then maybe it's best to keep your distance.
appearance: [**click on each word to see a picture] teal & blue eyes , septum, split tongue [with piercings], nose bridge piercing, double nose piercing, double labret. hair is currently red [changes often but will be red for awhile], tattoos on both arms [left] [right], both hands [left] [right]<--- cuts off before the moon]], neck, and right calf. his nails are always painted [looks like this currently]
**if yall ever read or heard of solo leveling-- dimitri is basically jinwoo
powers: necromancy, alchemy, illusion manipulation.
Dimitri isn't exactly the nicest person but also isn't the most awful. He's extremely empathic, but he knows how to separate reality from his feelings very well so it doesn't get in his way.
Bashfulness is something that you will almost never see from him; being a person that doesn't react to many of things at this point in his life. Dimitri blunt, people liking that about him because he would never lie to anyone. He didn't lie to anyone nor could anyone lie to him; finding out many things about people just by meeting them.
If you don't like what he says then maybe it's best to keep your distance.
appearance: [**click on each word to see a picture] teal & blue eyes , septum, split tongue [with piercings], nose bridge piercing, double nose piercing, double labret. hair is currently red [changes often but will be red for awhile], tattoos on both arms [left] [right], both hands [left] [right]<--- cuts off before the moon]], neck, and right calf. his nails are always painted [looks like this currently]
![split tongue [with piercings]](https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ce/91/7f/ce917fd6835bab9390b72c8652b15a7e.jpg){kind=link}
![[left]](https://nextluxury.com/wp-content/uploads/gentleman-with-trash-polka-arm-red-and-black-tattoo.jpg){kind=link}
![[left]](https://i.pinimg.com/736x/50/f0/15/50f015035f122529d71b4aca8644d28c.jpg){kind=link}
![[right]](https://tattooli.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/03/Butterfly-tattoo-on-hand.jpg){kind=link}
**if yall ever read or heard of solo leveling-- dimitri is basically jinwoo
powers: necromancy, alchemy, illusion manipulation.
personality & appearance & powers
plot : genre : m/f
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plot : genre : m/f
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plot : genre : m/f
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plots
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