○V - The Hierophant● Trinity

Name: Trinity “Holy Trinity” I-15 Age: 25 Height: 6’3” Eye Color: Hazel Hair Color: Brown Gender: Male (He/Him) Nationality: American (some Irish background) Species: Irish Wolfhound Sexuality: Aromantic Homosexual Appearance: Tall and muscular build. Cropped Irish wolfhound ears, and a docked tail. He has a scar on his face, over the bridge of his nose, and scars on his arms, chest, back, and legs, with a heart shaped tattoo on his right bicep. Trinity is missing a leg, and wears a prosthetic. He takes it off at home and either uses his crutches or his wheelchair. Trinity has brown stubble on his jaw and over his top lip. He has a rebellious attitude, which reflects in the way he presents himself. Personality: Trinity is confident in a sense that he doesn’t feel the need to prove it. He’s often the one to take the lead, but he always listens to people before taking action. However, Trinity is often very closed minded about subjects like religion, due to past experiences. Clothes: Causal work clothes. Color palate of choice: brown, green and black. The only accessory Trinity wears is a belt. He keeps a bead bracelet in his pocket, which he’ll occasionally pull out and look at. Quirks and Habits: Sometimes Trinity’s stump tail will try to wag when he’s excited. He learned sign language when he was temporarily deaf (now is only partially deaf, uses hearing aids) and sometimes will start signing while he’s talking. When he’s annoyed by people talking, he’ll turn off his hearing aids. Worms gross him out. He can’t stand the sight of them. Likes: When people see him as a good leader Being able to save people. It makes him feel less guilty about his past. In a person, Trinity likes someone who isn’t overly needy, but will stick around just enough. Spicy things Dislikes: Being seen only as his past and his actions The religious guilt he feels whenever he does something his mother would describe as “sinful” The government, and the way it lets bad people do bad things. Bland meat Speaking patterns/ behaviors: Normal: Trinity doesn’t have much of an accent. When he’s with people he knows, he has a calm and laidback tone, but around others he can come across as blunt or even rude. Angry: When angry, Trinity tends to blow up easily, yelling and cussing. He can be very loud when angry. Stressed/ Anxious: When he’s stressed, Trinity speaks in short sentences. He’s probably rubbing his face with his hands, or staring intently at a document.

Project Sacrifice: Sacrifice was the second round of child experiments. There were 7 subjects in total. The experiments lasted 5 years. Only one survived, S-08, dubbed "Snowball". S-08 "Snowball" (The snow leopard) E-09 "________" (The coyote) E-10 "Martyr" (The cow) M-11 "Ace of Spades" (The bunny) E-12 E-13 E-14 "Scarab" (The lamb)

The purpose of sacrifice was to create a monster strong enough to purge the world of humanity. 7 subjects were injected with trace amounts of the serum and ordered to fight until the first one fell. The one who killed the first would be injected with the blood of the first to die. The remaining 6 would then be trained for several months with different methods. (No contact between subjects was allowed during this time.) Each subject would gain the strength of the opponents they fought. This process was repeated until only two remained.

Trinity is one of the Unstable/ Intruding Variables. He is responsible for breaking into the factory and saving Avdonin (S-08).

“The Savior” (Slánaitheoir) Slánaitheoir, the savior in the eyes of the Children of the Prophecy. A past that Trinity has tried tirelessly to leave behind. “The Lord has sent us a prophet! O blessed Trinity, child of the heavens, speak what is true and we shall follow in kind.” - Unnamed priest

The Golden Birdcage A canary once sat on the perch in the birdcage. It sang beautiful songs, songs that a young boy once found comfort in. He felt a sense of kinship with the golden bird. The bird was named Dee. The boy was named Trinity. On the night of his eighteenth birthday, when the boy named Trinity took his first steps outside of the compound, he opened the little door on the birdcage, and watched his bird fly away into the night, singing songs of freedom. From that day on, nothing sat on the perch in the birdcage, and the door was always left open.

Mother He felt guilty for his sins. Even after all this years without his mother's nagging presence, those learned behaviors were still ingrained into his soul. He could still hear her voice when he woke up in the same bed as a man. He could still feel the pain of the lashes she would have given him if she saw this. She would force him to his knees in front of the altar and do it for everyone to see, until his back was marred with angry red wounds, and his eyes burned with tears that could not be shed.

It took five years for him to stop reopening that old wound on his bicep every time he slept with a man. But the guilt never stopped. Perhaps it never would.