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Since i want to revive the RoR fandom, let's do this:

What's your favorite panel of the manga?

Mine is...

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Here is my version of the Green Knight from Arthurian legend!

Melothardus Burtelakhi Haludozert is the famous yet scornful, distant, and nomadic Verdurous Knight and protector of the natural world, understanding secrets and rhythms of the earth. With a mysterious past and motivations, he’s known for being an enigma, making him intriguing and unpredictable. He’s an erotically seductive womaniser with a deep hatred for cowardice, laziness, cheating, immaturity, misogyny, and those who tarnish chivalry and justice. There is a hint of fearsome mysticism that surrounds him, and he strictly adheres to the principles of chivalry such as loyalty and courtesy. Despite his noble stature, he remains humble and unassuming as he eschews glory and recognition, but can come across as narcissistic and stubborn at times. His presence commands respect and exudes a natural air of authority, while giving him confidence to remain resolute and steadfast in the face of adversity. With a calm and composed demeanour, he’s fearless in the face of danger, willing to take risks and face them head-on. He’s the sagacious paragon of virtue, embodying honour, integrity, morality, and the willingness to offer advice and guidance. Due to being ever watchful and alert, he’s always prepared to defend the innocent and vanquish evil. When he’s deadly serious and wrathful, he’s prone to seeking revenge against people who wronged him and those he cares about. As a result of a devastating tragedy that left Melothardus with emotional scars, he’s vulnerable to melancholy and doubtful introspection.

Melothardus is an imposing 13’ 8’ (416.56 cm) mesomorph with an inverted triangle figure, perfectly rigid muscles, semi-broad shoulders, prominent thighs, and a well-endowed penis. He has a rugged and weathered pallid complexion and a coiled birthmark of a pinkish hue above his left eyebrow. Green gold freckles adorn his face, and his sunburst nutmeg-marigold eyes pierce through the darkness like a lantern in the forest. His flowing hair that gracefully drapes over his shoulders and mid-neck, puffy goatee are a silver-blue with delicate curls and streaks of faint coppery red. His sparkling plate armour with watermelon tourmaline hues is made from the spiritual essence of nature with decorations of copper rose vines, lavender blossoms, and dried elderberries. In the centre of his cuirass with bronze tassets is a heraldic golden dragon with ivory boar tusks and ruby eyes holding three moss agate fox tails. His helmet looks like the face of a bronze man peering out of dense nettle foliage with brownish-black spots. This helmet is adorned with a bell-shaped garland of scarlet hawthorn flowers, hanging white wisteria blossoms, oak leaves, and copper rose thorny vines. He dons a green gold cape with bronze edges and copper rose stars, a mid-back hooded cloak of red deer fur with its tail still intact, a golden thistle brooch, and a bough of holly tied to a thick strand of rope as a necklace. He wields a double-blade battle-axe twice his height with a head of silver-red metal, a thorny golden chain that acts as a shoulder strap, and a shaft in the hue of a forest canopy. He has a blood-drenched longsword forged from the spiritual essence of the bleeding oak and weeping maple. His battle-axe can cause natural disasters once it slams to the ground, while his longsword shimmers like the earth after a spring shower in the presence of corrupted lands. Melothardus is in possession of a yew bow with a woven boar sinew as a bowstring and gold-tipped arrows inside a quiver made from a hollowed-out log.

He possesses keen sight, smell, and hearing, and can easily blend into natural environments by manipulating the wavelengths of sound, colour, and light. He can transform into verdant trees, a patch of sweet-smelling wildflowers that can induce fertile pregnancies, and animals basked in a subtle yet shimmering green hue. When his eyes glow fiercely, his mind, instincts, and raw strength become more akin to that of a warmongering, ferocious, and arrogant predator. His abnormal strength allows him to wield his massive battle-axe with ease, uproot trees, move the largest stones, overpower skilled warriors with a single blow, and withstand powerful attacks without flinching. Melothardus is a master of swords, axes, battling, tactical strategies, and exorcism that can communicate with animals and sense changes in nature's equilibrium. He’s impervious to physical death as mortal weapons have little effect on him because blades and arrows pass straight through him like mist and the most grievous of wounds inflicted upon him heal instantly.

He has a meta-teleportation and connection to the celestial and terrestrial aspects of the earth, granting him control over nature, land fertility, the four seasons, plants, animals, and elemental forces. His accuracy, strength, sight, smell, and hearing are significantly enhanced during solstices and equinoxes. He’s highly resistant to attacks based on fire, water, earth, and air elements, but can easily be damaged by the malevolent use of quintessence. He can create shields and barriers of thorny vines, crystalline rock, and blue holy fire to deflect projectiles. He often has brief glimpses of the future that predict enemy attacks and potential life-threatening events. He’s capable of creating deceptive visions and auditory hallucinations, which makes it difficult for his opponents to discern reality. He possesses nearly transcendent wisdom and insight into the human psyche, the secrets of life, multiversal balance, and nature. He has the inhuman charisma to inspire and lead others, and a strange diplomacy that allows him to negotiate and mediate conflicts with ease.

FAMILY:

Kaloghrentius Äglovetrud L’Eyschatonur (adoptive younger brother)

Dinbezramus (ex-lover)

Pelmazodius Malwegrontus-Eyschalobur Culwodrena (son)

Gwalchemozus Vorteghuna (adoptive niece)

Gwalchevodus D’Balenomi (adoptive great-niece)

ALIASES/NICKNAMES:

Verdurous Knight

FUN FACTS/EXTRA INFORMATION:

As an Æylphitus, the different parts of his name have special meanings: Melothardus means “melodious praise or chanting song”, Burtelakhi means “to be contentious, bright lake or churl”, and Haludozert means “high wasteland or disinherited hermitage”.

He was born in a long strand of land called Lyonesse that was swallowed by the Atlantic ocean in a single night during his older teen years. Lyonesse was a kingdom housing people in fair, quaint towns, 140 churches, and a castle-like cathedral, having its citizens work in fertile, low-lying plains. As it was being destroyed, he managed to escape the storm and a subsequent wave with Kaloghrentius and an orphaned Dustezona while riding a gleaming white horse named Trevakloin. After that unfortunate disaster, he looked after Dustezona, giving him minimal warmth and a decent shelter. He taught him how to fend for himself in the wilderness and trained him into a fearsome archer and knight.

The legends surrounding him frame him as a judge and tester of knights

He once challenged Arthegonus’ court to a game, offering his axe to anyone who can behead him with the condition that he gets to return the blow a year later. Everyone chickened out, but his adoptive niece took up the challenge, but failed to behead him. Out of respect for her bravery and putting up a good fight, he gifted her an axe made from his flesh and the spiritual essence of nature.

He trained Dustezona, Gwalchemozus, and Pelmazodius to become powerful and feared knights.

Most of his memories are literally shrouded in mist, which slowly unravels as they continue on their journey to protect the natural world.

His presence has a calming effect on nature, causing plants to bloom and animals to flock to his side in times of need.

He has a weakness for honey cakes and complicated riddles

Here is my version of Heimdall from Norse mythology!

Heimodazul is a kind-hearted yet stubborn angel who refuses to accept "no" as an answer and possesses a profound understanding of the ancient lore and secrets of the Cyphoraviktus Paradox. He’s a vigilant and loyal guardian, always watchful and alert with a keen sense of awareness and a sharp eye for detail. He’s deeply committed to his duties as the guardian of Bifrost, the entrance to Asgard, and his personal relationships with friends, family, and Fretzuwoja. He’s discerning, highly perceptive, and able to judge character, often sensing the intentions and motivations of those who approach him.

He prides himself as an independent figure, content to stand watch alone for long periods of time, trusting his own judgement. Adding to his enigmatic presence, his mysterious nature and piercing gaze can make him seem intimidating and unapproachable to some. Due to being a highly dedicated person, he’s willing to make sacrifices to protect Asgard, The Pantheon, and those he deeply cares about. Heimodazul has a strong instinct to defend and shield those under his care, and a quiet confidence and inner strength that inspires respect and awe from others. He’s not one to speak unnecessarily, preferring to carefully observe and listen before acting and/or speaking.

Heimodazul is approximately 8 ft (243.84 cm) and he has the body type of a trapezoidal mesomorph with a lean build, a chiselled musculature, and broad shoulders. He has ashen skin, four wings of a lilac-breasted roller, sea purple freckles on his face, neck, and hands, and two scars: one above his right eyebrow is shaped like a frosty crescent and gruesome claw marks on both shoulders. His knee-reaching dark ash blonde hair, with voluminous waves, is braided into two four plaits that are adorned with gold threads, and his gilded teeth gleam beneath the light. He has celestial blue eyes with English violet pupils, which shine brightly like the stars in a clear night sky. In the centre of his square chest, he possesses a tattoo of a horn-shaped rainbow piercing through the ocean waves with the runes, ᛗ (mannaz) and ᛉ (algiz), underneath it.

He dons a dragging cloak of tattered Arctic fox fur with black wool lining and stains of dirt, grime, and dried blood. This cloak is clasped at the shoulder with a golden brooch shaped like a curving Taxus baccata branch with ruddy berries. His tunic, once a shimmering metallic purple with a golden undertone, is now stained and dishevelled. Smudged dirt, blood splatters, and prominent sweat stains beneath his armpits have dulled the fine linen fabric, a testament to his recent trials and tribulations. The sleeves of his tunic are long and fitted with a slight bell shaped at the wrist, secured with a gilded leather band.

His breeches, made of navy blue leather blended with iridescent green, red, and purple, are similarly stained and torn with dried blood, dirt, and grime. They’re tucked into knee-high boots made of bluish-bronze leather, trimmed with grey wolf fur, and scuffed and scratched from many battles. He wears a wide belt of shining rainbow-hued leather with embroidered runes of bronze and a dirty bone buckle shaped like a curled ram’s horn. Heimodazul dons a conical helmet of bronze with a nasal and neck guard, a browband, a bluish-silver mail coif, and a built-in gilded visor, shaped like a pair of watchful eyes.

He has Gjallarhorn, a curved horn gleaming ivory with a mouthpiece shaped like a fierce dragon's head that has eight runes encircling its base in the following order: ᚺ (hagalaz), ᚾ (nauthiz), ᛁ (isaz), ᛃ (jera), ᛇ (eihwaz), ᛈ (pertho), ᛉ (algiz), and ᛊ (sowilo). Its shriek is piercing enough to resonate across all universes, shatter mountains, curdle blood, and summon the presence of deities in times of dire need. He wields a halberd with a shaft of sturdy ash wood and a hook curved like a raven’s beak. It also has a ferrule engraved with a Jellinge Style ouroboros and a pommel shaped like a watchful eye. He carries around a kite shield of yew wood that features a tungsten rim and a sitting bronze eagle with sky blue eyes surrounded by nine interlocking gold rings.

He’s omnipresent with the keenest sight and hearing amongst the members of The Pantheon, easily spotting a target from a hundred to a thousand leagues away. Additionally, his hearing is freakishly acute, allowing him to hear grass grow and wool sprout from sheep. He requires less sleep than a songbird, has night vision, and can predict the future of disputes, bloody battles, and the physical movements of people. He’s an accomplished fighter that can manipulate rainbows, the beneficent uses of fire, the fury of the elements, and the light from the sun and moon. He’s fully aware of the ongoings of the Cyphoraviktus Paradox, can transform into aquatic creatures, and is able to shrug off blows that would be fatal to mortals and continue fighting without pause. He can lift and wield massive objects, such as large trees, and deliver crushing blows that can shatter an entire country and create massive shockwaves.

FAMILY:

Unnamed great-grandfather or “Búri”

Unnamed grandfather or “Bor”

Unnamed grandmother or “Bestla”

Wodasten (father)

Unnamed nine mothers

Unnamed Angel of Wetlands, Clairvoyance, and Prophetic Marriage or “Frigg” (stepmother)

Baldevroz (older half-brother)

Hotanderi (adoptive younger brother)

Huljatemo (adoptive niece)

Fenszri (adoptive nephew)

Jormungadi (adoptive nephew)

Thodenuraz (younger half-brother)

Sifjawo (sister-in-law)

Thojazrude (half-niece)

Magnezori (half-nephew)

Modethavi (half-nephew)

Fretzuwoja (girlfriend)

ALIASES/NICKNAMES:

Heimdall

Angel of Human Experience, Foresight, and Beneficent Fire

The Turner

The Inclining Rod

The Rock Cleft

The Gold-Toothed

The Axis of the World

Protector Against the Windy Sea

The Man With Lop-Sided Horns

FUN FACTS/EXTRA INFORMATION:

He’s a sex-repulsed graysexual

As an Æylphitus, his name means “he who illuminates the world”.

He has a habit of subtly adjusting his wings, as if ensuring they are still present and ready for action, even when not in use.

He doesn’t care about getting dirty because he knows that it isn’t going to hurt him

In Asgard, he tends to a flock of self-replenishing rams and roosters that were created by the watery droplets from Poreszudani’s skin.

He owns a garden full of sunflowers, star-shaped flowers, ethereal roses, and blossoms that change colours with the shifting hues of the aurora borealis. He mostly does his gardening alone, but Ivadethun occasionally helps him out, especially if his flowers are suddenly dying.

His all-seeing eyes have witnessed the most scandalous of love affairs, but he respectfully keeps them to himself.

As each universe has an ash-yew hybrid, Yggdrasil, with a rainbow-coloured hole that leads to Asgard called Bifrost, he’s responsible for fiercely guarding it.

He occasionally takes slow, deliberate walks around Yggdrasil, ever vigilant for signs of danger or intruders.

He rides a gold-maned horse named Gulatopri

There is a legend that states he sired a child with certain distinctive characteristics and social classes: an ugly brute with knotted hands who was a slave, a sturdy boy with a ruddy face who was a free labourer, and an aristocratic blonde boy with shining blue eyes and a thirst for adventure, hunting, and war.

He’s destined to confront Lokjafeni during the Last Judgement and fight him to the death in the form of seals.