My OC's

Warning: You may encounter dark and depressive themes

I have a lot of unnamed OCs because I like to draw new characters when I get bored. I love using them in the stories I write! Adding features to them is so much fun! I also have Sona to share here first! Here's about them:

Afton: -Sona-

Information about:

30 years old. His birthday is March 11. Pisces!

He is demi-boy, aromantic and omnisexual.

His pronouns are he/him

You can call him William or Bill.

He is 1.78 cm tall, weighs 68 kilos, and his blood group is RH-null.

Personality type ENTJ. Its alignment is Chaotic Neutral.

Afton was originally an Oc I designed for the Hazbin Hotel Fandom. I loved his look, but I couldn't design a proper background story for him. Around the same time, I started to feel that my old endings no longer suited me and that I needed a new ending. Afton, who has nothing to do with me in terms of appearance, came to my mind!

He looks so much like me! Just a much more "perfect" version of me. Whether it's his appearance, his courage to be himself, or his lack of concern for people... He's like a god I created with my own hands.

Kamos: -My Nightmare-

İnformation about:

I only have two drawing of him.
I don't think it has a gender. Any pronoun can be used for him. He doesn't care about that.
As for his age... He's probably younger than me. Since it is my nightmares, it existed after me. There is no trace of it in my infancy, but it has existed since primary school.
In fact, it first existed a little before I started primary school! I had a bad experience then... I was dragged into a "sexual game" by a "friend" from the neighborhood. He wasn't very big either, he probably didn't realize he could hurt me this much and he just wanted to play. But he took the first step towards the existence of Kamos and his delusions.
My primary school life is terrible. Kamos was fed abundantly during this period! I spent 4 years bouncing like a ball between my two hostile bullies who couldn't share me (one of whom had also harassed me many times) and my friend, who was the common enemy of my bullies, trying to save me from them. Dark times.
Middle school was good at first, but then it got pretty bad - When I first started, I was with someone I would later become close friends with, but since I couldn't see from a distance, the teacher made me sit next to my middle school bully. She seemed like a good person at first, but later his true face became clear. She was literally the middle school version of the devil. She hit me, humiliated me, tried to change my appearance, and got me into trouble in class. I didn't oppose him because I was afraid of being alone. Those were stupid times...
But the third year of secondary school was good. My bully had abandoned me and gone to hang out with the popular people. That's when I made a new friend. She was a good person, we got along well. The first friend I sat next to also joined us. But last year the pandemic broke out. My new friend and I had a falling out because at that time I wasn't used to extended friendships. She left me and made other "loving her" friends.
I blamed myself for a long time. When I started high school, I stayed away from people and tried not to make friends because I would have to break up with them or they would abandon me. But luckily I came across a very good class. My class was excellent and I loved everyone. Especially my deskmate was great! We made fun of the teachers a lot together! But my fears came true. I had to leave them too because my voice sensitivity and headaches made it impossible for me to go out. So I left school.
Afterwards... It was bad. I couldn't go out for a long time due to headaches. I locked myself in my room, literally going crazy with pain, punching the walls... But over time, I started to get better. My headaches were relieved by using medications. I also had a new friend. Kamos.
I met Kamos when I depicted my inner troubles in therapies. I gave it that name because it means nightmare and means loss in Greek. He became a friend and a confidant to me. It is also a creature that feeds on my nightmares... It is the physical form of all my troubles and bad thoughts. It is also the physical form of all my good memories and joys. He is my darkest and brightest reflection.
I should also mention that I made his mask. And then I tore the mask apart and threw it away to put an end to his reign. Kamos is dead. And I, as his murderer, am very sorry.
I love you Kamos, I hate you.