I AM CONTROL
(You Can't stop me - So why even bother trying?)
Have you Ever tried so hard to contain yourself, to the point of practically exploding? Have you Ever felt complete overwhelmed - and unable to hold back? That lack of control is almost exactly every moment of controls life. He fights every fiber of his being for control on a daily basis to maintain just that. Due to this, his focus on controlling other things heavily restricts his ability to "Explode" so to speak. Long and short? He Is heavily volatile when his entire attention is required.
Age: As old as time, and all of creation, practically, control had very little for the concept of time - Though, in honesty, he genuinely was relatively young, Only "existing" in this current form for approximately fifteen years.
Gender: His gender, as chosen by he himself is male, obviously, though this was of course subject to change with the will of the aforementioned facts of the situation.
Title: Alpha, Omega, Control, God, Ex, Subhuman.
Complexion: Pale, and rather unblemished for the most part.
Height: His form changed frequently, though in his child-like form he stood no taller than 4'11", rather short, given his rampant ego.
Weight: Heavily dependent upon his mood, and his desire, it changed quite a lot, though standard, he weighed about 98 pounds, despite sporting a massive... sword.
Eyes: His eyes are red like the darkest pools of blood one might find, or the fieriest pits of hell themselves, though like much else of his anatomy, was highly influenced by will.
Affiliations: Every single "God" is his pawn, though he prefers to think of it as more of a... Game-master kind of relationship, than any sort of personal affiliation.