Darth Mortivious
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
[+] Acrobatics- Though Yevetha are not physically imposing, Onasius's body has been conditioned into a dense, sinewy weapon. He is fast, flexible, and capable of moving in ways that feel unnatural to watch. He uses speed, footwork, and aerial movement to control engagements.
[+] Sith Altering- The Sith who experimented on Onasius left him broken but also enhanced. His dew claw enhancements were a 'gift' from these malevolent Gods, along with his exceedingly sharp teeth and the reinforced natural armor on his back.
[-] Sith Altering- The Dark Side has been imbued in every step of the Yevetha's life. He has never been around the Light Side of the Fore, and Force healing has no positive effect on him, in fact it would induce vomiting and seizures if exposed for a long time. He is closer to a Dark Side nexus than a person at this point.
[-] Sterile Upbringing- Being operated on and modified from a young age, Onasius never had a chance to develop a good immune system. He is unable to process germs and bacteria outside what they experimented on him with which ravaged his body. When not in combat or aboard a ship with air filters, he is likely seen with some sort of covering to filter the air.
[-] Allergy to Light- Onasius will break out in rashes and hives if he is around the Light Side of the Force too much. This includes targets he is trying to kill.
[-] Frail- While still having muscle and not being weak, the Yevetha as a species are more frail than others. He is light and unable to lift heavy objects without the aid of the Force. He is built for quick, intense combat, rather than prolonged fights.
BIOGRAPHY:
Onasius Gruwel was born on the industrial world of N'zoth and spent only a brief portion of his early life among his own people. When signs of Force sensitivity appeared, the Sith intervened quickly, presenting his removal as an opportunity for strength. His family did not resist- infact, to them, he was being elevated. To Onasius, it was the beginning of something else entirely.
He was never trained in the traditional sense. He was moreso shaped. From a young age, he became a subject for Sith experimentation, his body altered through alchemy and invasive procedures designed to create something more efficient than a standard warrior. His dew claws were reinforced, his teeth reshaped into weapons, and his physiology pushed beyond natural limits. His pain was constant and deliberate, not a side effect but a tool. It was through that pain that he learned to focus, to endure, and eventually, to kill.
As he grew, he was used as a weapon rather than a student. The Sith deployed him against enemies without distinction, Jedi, political targets, even rival Sith when necessary. He was taught only what he needed to complete those tasks, nothing more. There was no philosophy, no identity, only function, only murder.
Over time, that function began to change. It had to, if he was going to survive. Onasius observed the patterns of those who controlled him, recognizing inefficiencies, weaknesses. The same discipline that made him an effective killer allowed him to begin thinking beyond that role. He did not rebel in anger. That was ot who he was, not truly. He waited, biding his time.
When he finally acted, it was with precision. He turned on the Sith who had created him, striking when they were least prepared and eliminating them one by one. There was no outburst, no declaration, only the completion of a task he had long been preparing for. Their deaths were less vengence, and more a correction.
In the aftermath, he claimed what remained of their belongings and legacy. Taking the name Darth Mortivious, he stepped into the role he had been built for, no longer as a weapon in another's hand, but as one who chooses where that blade falls. Despite this, he does not seek independence in the way others might. Freedom, as most understand it, is meaningless to him.
What he understands is purpose, structure, and power.
Mortivious now moves through the galaxy in search of a Sith Master, not out of obedience, but to align himself with someone worthy of wielding him.