My name is Ikasu DarkRose, I was raised by my parents, if you could call what they did raising. more like I raised myself going opposite of the examples they set. but who needs love and compassion for it was not only them that refused to grant me it. so when the house caught ablaze I simply watched without a care, after all they didn't care for my so why should I? if the world doesn't care for my then again I shall not care for it..in fact it should be punished and I don't care much for how it does. I use the power of crystals, I can turn anything I touch into it and change tis forms from liquid solid and gas and manipulate them to create EMP fields to disorient any one around me, I can also use them to make weapons and projectiles as seen fit, I have no purpose by myself so I would gladly bow before the Dark Mage and offer him my power to use as he sees fit so long as I draw breath under his command then this world will draw its last.
