Name: I am Taom.
Male, in personality.
Age: I have personally lived for about twenty years.
Description: I look strong and athletic, yet somewhat lean. I wear a simple conforming blue fabric. I stand about 5'10 feet tall. I am otherwise unremarkable, except for a pair of very bright-blue eyes. I carry a small curved sword, with a single round, flawless sapphire embedded in the hilt. The sword is a large focus of my power.
Origin: Ah, that's the heart of the matter. I don't truly understand it myself. I was born in a ruined, blighted town, and soon abandoned. Irregardless, I fought to survive in a place unsuited for life. It was several years before I escaped. I journeyed to a faraway city, and eventually embarked to stop an ancient god from escaping his prison. I delved deep into a trench and battled a grief-maddened king-though the diety still managed to escape, and it had it's personal sights on me. I was seconds from death; but then I realized what I truly was, what I had been from my birth. In an instant, I became an archetype of the universe. I was energy and matter itself. In under a minute, I had subdued the god and annihlated him for all time. Unfortuately, I then was then again within my mortal state; not entirely unchanged, however.
I was content to live out a normal life, and simply exist within a peaceful world. But, that was not to be. Instead, I am to become part of a truly brutal twist of irony.
Traits: I am a very Courageous person, and very Creative. I find that I dislike pointless war, and are therefore Diplomatic. I find myself to be very Calm, although when I am pushed over the limit, I can enter a state of Cold-Blooded Rage.
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So, there it is! This is based on a character I had, in a story I wrote a long time ago. I can offer up the writing if anyone's curious, although it's far from high-quality.
As far as simplification goes, Taom is a latent diety. He is, techincally, an embodiment of a large part of the universe's being, but he is unable to tap into this power. As such, he has a versatile power in the form of pure energy (suck it, physics!) but is limited by being inferior in power until the highest of Badass levels, in which he would have an advantage. At least, that's how I would imagine it. Think of it like being an archmage. I am naturally inferior to the planeswalking former dragon, but when the stakes rise up to the ceiling, I emerge from my cocoon of failure and start a glorious butterfly dance of destruction. This, again, would only be for the very highest of power caps.
Want me to change things? I can, and will do so gladly if asked.