Venturi, Orion

BIOGRAPHY

When He was young, he and his brother wandered into the wilderness after a baby Skorupi. what they came upon when they followed it back to it's home was an angry Drapion- it attacked both of them, leaving them both with scars that would seemingly never fade. Being a very charismatic boy, he was distraught by the fact his face would never be the same. For years he obsessed over the accident, making him just as toxic as the wound on his face, he lost his respect towards pokemon, and sees them nothing more than creatures made to be used by man, and use them he does, without mercy or restraint. He could care less about how pokemon feel, he'd much rather hang them on the wall than show affection to them.