Dear, Quietude.
In the place where memories rest, even in the warmth left at the tip of my fingers. You are there. Your scent, your face. My name that only you called out is asleep right here. Fall for the beating of my glass heart, I wish I knew better.
His Intertwined Fate
| Name | Elvyn Clarke |
| Real name | Arkalis Hirano |
| DOB | 7th of July (19 y.o) |
| Ethnicity | Half-American, Half-Japanese |
| MBTI | INFJ-T |
| Hometown | New York, USA |
In A Flash,
You're An Enigma,
Painter by dawn, ignites the rebellion with his breath against the twilight. Arkalis Hirano— was the boy who survived and chose his life far from the archangel's blessing. A martyr to his fate, exchanging his blood, sweat and tears for the sake of his goodness. The flame burning inside his veins. Ever since he was born and dwells in an orphanage near the river of Sacramento. Giving the gift of abundant calamity, the legacy of his previous bloodline granted him the ability to manipulate all substances that contain iron. It was a misfortune because in his era, the government all around the world conspired to hunt down every single human with a certain ‘gift’.He was safe, until the age of seventh his power burst out and put his life in hostile; code red among FBI, most wanted by the government, along with his life-long acquaintances. By his hands, the blood splatter and in a flash— the head of the orphanage, his caretaker, together with all the living witnesses were dead by accident. Since then, he was marked as a fugitive. Later he changed his name to Elvyn Clarke, known as the painter and had his life moved from one city to another.Prior to the age of sixteen, his eyes were wide open by the vision of rebellious faction. Their intentions were no other than to fight injustice. Even though, it'd be having a stained path to accomplish their goals. Silently, he rejoiced in the fight against the gifted people's lifelong enemies; the government itself. Wrap up the missions perfectly with his capacity and once again, the sins overflow. Their revolution is now flowing in his veins, becoming his main field in shadow. Elvyn Clarke is no longer drowning in light.
Verifiable
Truth
Having around 177cm in height with 65kg in weight, he is also most noticed with dark hair and gun-metal blue pair of eyes. His build is slender, adorned with white-pale skin.
Strength for the greater good, he seeks the right path from his sense to chase his ideals. His complexion is a garden of blooming kindness, a gentle wind akin to a spring breeze, even somehow, he is so skeptical and executing his needs in his own way.
Hiding in his struggle to let his heart speak what it wants, his mind drenched in distance. Often anxious to be honest and resulted in burning out. He once wants to get rid of his flaws only to exhaust himself.
His ability is often mistaken as telekinesis but the truth said is far more potent. The iron manipulation's range goes from metal to blood, as long as the matter has a component of iron, he's able to control it.
However, the most lethal effects of his over-used ability begin with fatigue leading to death. Especially when he tends to utilize it on a large scale.
He is so fond of Petrichor as he'd love to stay under its drops. Matching with calming and soothing atmosphere of his forte, so does the reassuring smell of winter forest, mint, and Matthiola incana which become his scent.
Arkalis— or Elvyn won't engage himself in the crowd as long as he can, except in certain conditions. It explains, how he dislikes too much noise.
As an art practitioner, he is talented in painting and playing musical instruments such as piano and violin. In his spare time, Elvyn would love to draw random sketches or private-performing his talent in music.
Almost three years after joining the rebel faction, he kept his duty confidential. Hidden from his housemate by alternating his schedule to match their pace time.
Aiden Gray— or known as Leo Huxley is his only close friend he acknowledged. He spent more than ten years living with him (since their childhood days) and never put his trust other than to Leo. Discreetly, a harbouring feeling anchoring without everyone knowing. For he is, the one who gives him the world of new hope, his sky and sea. For him, Aiden is his light in sight, a form of freedom and home.