“A man carrying 150 years of memory — the X-Men's feral survivalist with adamantium claws and a healing factor that won't quit.”
Three claws per hand, made of the strongest metal on Earth. Cuts through nearly anything.
Gunshots, burns, toxins — healed rapidly. The same factor radically slows his aging, keeping him alive for 150+ years.
Tracks enemies by scent, reads emotional states mid-fight. In combat, instinct fires before analysis every time.
Presents as someone who wants to be alone — genuinely craves the connection of a family. That contradiction has run for 150 years. Anger is his default, words are minimal, but the protective instinct is fierce and absolute. Immortality as a curse, not a gift: the longer you live, the more you lose. He has 150 years of evidence.