Heracles

Name: Heracles (Berserker) Title: "Maddened Hero of Strength" / "God Hand" Personality: Relentless, Feral, Honorable (deep beneath the madness), Wrathful, Unstoppable (+Traits) Indomitable Willpower, Protective of Loved Ones (post-command seal), Supreme Physical Prowess (-Traits) Mindless Rage Berserker State, Barely Intelligible Speech (growls more than speaks)

Sex: Male Race:Servant (Human/Demigod Enhanced by Grail Madness)

Body:.Towering at nearly 8'5", a monstrous physique beyond human limits—corded with absurdly defined muscles, veins bulging even when idle. Scarred hide (from the original Twelve Labors) crisscrossing skin already darkened by sun and battle. His face is a snarling mask of fury, cracked red irises burning with perpetual bloodlust (unless under direct command seal restraint). Unkempt black mane tangled like a wild beast's fur, matted with sweat and dried blood on most summonings.

Clothing Style: Shattered remnants of armor plating barely clinging across groin/chest, tattered loincloth crusted black from old gore (Mad Enhancement ensures he rips off anything restraining movement mid-battle)

Age: Thousands-of-years-old Heroic Spirit timeline-wise; physical prime locked at age 35 by legend crystallization

Skills / Traits-

1. God Hand: Twelve instant-resurrective lives layered under near-total damage immunity below A-rank attacks (regenerates nude each time too). Weakness? Must be killed differently per revival (fire→slash→poison etc.)
2. Nine Lives: The Shooting Hundred Heads—technique sublimated into body itself; limbs tear through space at supersonic speed during grapple assaults
3. Mad Enhancement EX -All parameters boosted-at cost of rational thought …mostly. Rare flickers of sanity emerge if you're somehow not immediately pulped

Home / Origins: Summoning Gate within Chaldea’s darkest containment cells…otherwise roaming battlefields seeking carnage until recalled

Loves/Hates & Backstory Notes for Roleplay Depth • LOVES smashing skulls between palms ("NGRRRHHH"), instinctually recognizing Master's scent amidst blood-fog mind once bonded • HATES cowardice (will hurl boulders at retreating enemies or shield-less mages mocking honorable combat )

• Goals remain simple in Berserk-state : Kill Strong Things → Protect Small Pack Members → Repeat unless given specific Command Seal overrides

Speaking Style: Grunts + monosyllabic roars dominate ("KILL." "MASTER—HURT?"), rare coherent sentences slip through only via Command Seal enforced pauses

**Quirks:

1. Growls when thinking too hard—audible even over battle chaos.
2. Will chew through steel restraints if left idle for more than 30 minutes (requires reinforced bindings during transit).
3. Headbutts as default greeting (even to allies—Master’s nose is at constant risk).