Renatus has become numb to the galaxy at large and its resistance to change. Additionally, through constant chaos and loss, he has continually embodied the very monsters he once hoped to destroy. This has had an eroding effect upon Renatus, leaving him little more than a force of nature. He focuses inward, on his research into the past and experiments with artifacts, and generally doesn’t take the first step in any interactions. Instead, he is reactive. In the event of conflict, he is never the one to initiate but he will not hesitate to finish it. This makes him appear incredibly uninterested and disaffected when it comes to anything, whether it be the galactic powers vying for control or even the simple concepts of “good” and “evil”.

As a result, Renatus can’t help but treat the people and events around him with apathy and a measure of disregard.

Renatus, once seeking to be the very salvation for the galaxy itself, has narrowed his view to focus on the small victories. Starting with himself, he believes that the only change possible is at a personal level and that—with enough dominos in place—such a catalyst could cascade ever outward. In this way, it is no longer the galaxy that must change, but individuals. For himself, Renatus seeks the reclamation of all that has been lost to him: family, happiness, even hope. In his experiments, he often turns towards the shatterpoints in his past and traces them into the present, searching for remnants he can reclaim.

This leaves Renatus appearing as a selfish creature, clinging to what is “his” to the potential detriment of others. His behaviour can become worse when he reaches a decision on how another should change and inflicts his opinion upon them.

Renatus wears the ravages of time like a heavy weight upon his mind. It has left him weary and withdrawn. It is this very quality that affords Renatus the ability to face others with a calm sort of kindness. It is a practical, measured approach rooted deeply in an acceptance of the darkest parts of himself. He remains restrained and views others the same no matter their status, because it is quite literally meaningless to him. All struggles hold the same weight. Every hope, goal, and desire. It is merely yet another existence seeking its own ends. Why bother to differentiate?

However, when everyone is the same, what value could they have? His cold detachment lies underneath the kindness he offers, affording it no warmth. Yet, it is not a false kindness. This duality can make others uncomfortable, even inciting anger in those that demand a more measured view.

Despite his penchant for a reserved persona, Renatus possesses a dry wit that is put into play through the skillful application of sarcasm. He isn't one for monologues, tending to say what he means in as few words as possible. Still, he often spares a few more than he would otherwise for the deadpan delivery of a sarcastic remark. These comments can often be quick or unexpected, falling on his Perception and Intelligence to tailor towards the people he's around.

As well, this aspect of his personality betrays a complete confidence in his abilities. Even in the most critical of moments, he will manage to ply his wit as if it were just another weapon in his arsenal. Even knowing his humor can rub others the wrong way, he can't keep from smirking when particularly pleased with a line.

Renatus knows that most battles are lost long before the final blow. It is something he seeks to leverage at all times. He values an opponent's thoughts and reactions as much as their combat ability, putting pressure on them verbally to gather more information. He turns them into a puzzle to be solved. Combat itself becomes secondary to this mental war, and he won't hesitate to settle into a lull in favor of what he considers to be the more important battlefront.

While understanding and, potentially, breaking another person mentally is a reliable method, no two individuals function the same. It's a tightrope between tipping matters in his own favor or sending things off the deep end. A foe could be built up just as easily as they're torn down. Perhaps they're afflicted by a madness that makes such efforts just a waste of time. Still, one should always try.

Renatus has learned to accept the power he once abhorred. In embracing it, he has cultivated a technique of combat that combines physical ability with the metaphysical likes of telekinesis and even using lightning for fatal strikes or emergency defense. Renatus's method is to remain in a centralized space, moving only as much as he has to in order to avoid attacks while using the world around him as his weapon. He'll bring in debris—even creating it when not freely available—to block and strike his targets while personally striking those who get close—though he'd prefer to never let them do so. When facing difficulty, Renatus will use his lightsabers instead of debris.

This heavy focus on the Force allows him to stand as a powerful foe, but he will tire quickly against ever greater numbers of combatants and is at risk of succumbing to those who can outlast him.