#bohden

"God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in his shoes ’cause then you really might know what it’s like to sing the blues. Then you really might know what it’s like.”

Name: Bohden Dymtro Luvarsky

Parent: Dionysus

Age: 18

Sexuality: Bisexual

Hometown: Nikita, Ukraine

Parent Attribute: Inflict madness and cure madness

Face Claim: Logan Lerman

Bohden Dymtro Luvarsky had been alive at one time. He had been in the same camp where his siblings still remained. Bohden had breathed oxygen in and out of his lungs. He had trained alongside of the others. He had slept in the uncomfortable bunk and Bohden had made friends of his own. Everything in his life was like the ones that remained in the camp but one day he was chosen to go out into the battlefield and fight. Bohden died that day. For 2 years he laid in the Underworld, living with the effects of the afterlife. He didn’t really have any close family members nor did he have any friends he would consider close, so he didn’t think anyone was actually missing him back at the camp.

Before the camp, Bohden lived with his mother who never really paid him too much attention, especially he came out about being bisexual. She was a strict conservative Ukrainian women who saw his bisexuality as a disgrace to their family. His mother practically pushed him out of the house and into the camp, which he was grateful for. Throughout his years at camp, he mostly kept to himself, even as a son of Dionysus, he did not see the point in making too many friends. At the age of 16, he began drinking heavily and training less, which subsequently led to his untimely death.

Now, the campers saved him from the Underworld, bringing him back. Inside of him, Bohden knew returning would be a struggle because he could not tempt himself with alcohol, nor could he stray from training. He was brought back to fight and fight, he must. Bohden laid in the hospital wing for a while after he was brought back to regain his strength and learn the ways of staying sober. Bohden was ready to take on the camp again, one step at a time.