[hider=SΛΜ][center][img=http://33.media.tumblr.com/5b42c7087aaa503883f9bf44cd5553b8/tumblr_n7gy83Yygx1snrf0so8_1280.jpg][/center][/hider] [hider=Λaelith][img=http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2014/245/e/3/ymir__titan__by_darksting95-d7xpauh.png][/hider] [b]Name:[/b][center][i]SΛΜ | Λaelith[/i][/center] [b]Gender:[/b][center][i]Human - [b]♀[/b] | Demon - Female[/i][/center] [b]Age:[/b][center][i]Human Form - 22 | Demon Form - 260[/i][/center] [b]Height & Weight:[/b][center][i]Human - 6'3 & 135Ibs[/i] | [i]Demon - 9'5 & 415Ibs[/i][/center] [b]Personality:[/b][center][i]Having an arrogant disposition, a calculating scowl, and using whatever means necessary, such as deception and undermining the trust of others, to achieve her goals, Aaelith is a true demon. Manipulative and power-hungry, she is always seeking a new challenge to test her prowess in combat. Despite this, there seems to be an underlying affinity to those she seems accustomed to - a loyalty of some sort. Perhaps she does care, though to express such affection - such care, would expose her to weakness. The more you care, the more you have to lose. She [u]cannot[/u] afford to lose.[/i][/center] [b]Skills:[/b][center][i]Silver-tongued, and talented in the art of intimidation, Sam is well-rounded in any conversation or conflict. Deception and manipulation are definitely part of her forte. Cunning, lithe and agile, Sam may not be big, but she can strike fear into some of the biggest baddies with a measured glare. She is an formidable tracker, with years of experience in hounding criminals and runaway demons. While in her human form, Sam can tap into her more basic strength enhancing abilities, but otherwise she relies on her static-gun and her curved dagger.[/i][/center] [b]Weaknesses:[/b][center][i]Whilst she is more of an actual being, the call of her inner strength beckons to her each and every waking hour, and visions of her previous glory come to pass in her dreams. She struggles each day to keep in line, and to have some semblance of control over her most primal instincts and desires. The one thing she relies heavily on, is her glamoured necklace, built specifically to hide her demon form behind a new skin, both human and vulnerable. While she is still wearing the glamour necklace, her powers are greatly hindered - leaving her to rely on human weapons, her instincts, and her brute strength.[/i][/center] [hider=Bio][center][i]Born from the ashes of unfulfilled hopes, lost wishes, and the discernible sins of mankind, Aaelith was a vengeful demon. Like most all of her brethren, the demon recognized nothing but power and rush that came from wielding it. This power, is represented wholly in the form of an impure soul, dark and twisted. They do not devour the soul - rather they attach themselves to it, like a leech they draw the darkness from their victim, feeding their power whilst the person, in order to cope with the sudden loss of sense, would lash out the way their souls had aligned. As always, this would lead to the spread of black - only for the cycle to repeat itself. Each action would spiral into another cause and effect - another evil doing and another hero to rise from it's actions. It was all one big cycle: leech, loss, power, gain, and repeat. One would be foolish to break the cycle. For balance must always be maintained. That is what Aaelith had repeatedly come to tell herself. She was one of the few that were to incorporate a balance. To make sure that a fine line was preserved, never crossed or broken. There were those built to be hunters, and there were those built to be prey. As a hunter, she must maintain vigilance, and her power. That was her view. Well, it [u]was[/u]...up until she crossed that very fragile line. Up until everything she had come to know began to spiral out of control. It was common knowledge, the process of returning fully to the land of the living. A process that many a demon would turn away from - despite the many souls they could reap if they were to walk among the living. This, in itself should have been warning enough to any seeking to leave to return to the place that had created them, the very essence of their darkness, the base of their existence. It [u]should[/u] have been. It did it's job deterring most all: except Aaelith. She knew the cost, and was willing to pay all that and more. Then again, what choice did she have? It was either that, or execution. Sentenced to death for treason against the hierarchy of demons. The last act of betrayal she would ever commit to. --- The day was as dismal as the rest, luminous and eerie light protruded from the seemingly fractured sky above. Wails of pain emerged from all around - no doubt the new arrivals. Hands tightly wrapped in enchanted chains, Aaelith followed behind the spiked and bloody back of a broad shouldered demon. She could distinctly remember the tint of purple that splashed on it's hands, fading to black as soon as it reached the demon's shoulder-blades. The demon was much larger than she, as she was one of the smaller class of demon. The same purple tinted hands that she would look up to later. Her head nestled into the crook of the headsman's block, flames licking at her side as she closed her amber eyes. The whir of the blade slashing through the air, the flames all around, and the jeers from bloodthirsty beasts rang all around. The blade had just to reach the nape of the small demon's neck, when her eyes opened, and a grin formed to reveal a set of pointed teeth. The blade fell - only their was no head to chop. Aaelith had gone. She had been taken to the world of prey, to those with beating hearts and corrupted souls. She had escaped...At a cost. --- Before her execution, Aaelith had made quite the bargain. As a demon - you have assigned to you a demon who is willing to grant you some form of power or another, always at an equal price. Of course, he would spill her secret, she had expected that. Her price, immortality - as well as the severing of her connection with the demonic realm. She could never return, and she would die like any other mortal. The deal had been struck. She had escaped, and there was no going back. Just as the sword clashed against the stone podium, she had taken her first breath of the stale air that she'd longed to breathe. For the years she would continue to breath in this air, Aaelith would do so under a new name and identity. A charm around her neck to hide her demon form - turning her into Sam, the vigilante who would seek out the repulsive atrocities of the world, feeding off them before ending their miserable existence.[/i][/center][/hider] [b]Relationship:[/b][center][i]Single[/i][/center] [b]Alignment:[/b][center][i][u]Lawful Evil:[/u] Despite her predatory calling to devour any and all souls she can manage to leech, Sam has made a compromise. Her coming to live among her prey had not been without sacrifice, and adjusting to the human world had fit into that category perfectly. For as much evil in the world, there was good. She had come to admire those among the earth as much as she despised them. So, keeping true to her way of life, she would create something of a moral for herself. She would only hunt down the scum of the earth, devouring their souls always provided more sustenance anyhow. It wasn't like she cared for humanity... No - she was doing this for herself. Only herself...[/i][/center] [b]Alias:[/b][center][i]Titan[/i][/center] [b]Origin of Powers:[/b][center][i]Her powers are connected solely to the evil within her - created along with her, forged from the darkness that hangs over humanity. As for her human form, that is granted to her by a glamoured necklace she was gifted for her deal.[/i][/center] [b]Description of Powers:[/b][center][i]The power granted to a demon is raw, fueled with the rage and suffering of broken souls. Aaelith was created with these abilities, they are as much a part of her as her free-will. - [u]Soul Eater[/u]: Latching onto a soul and feasting off of the black that stains it, is something that Aaelith has come to recognize as a way to regain power if she is feeling weak. This power is useless against androids and other kind of mechanics. - [u]Gazing into the Abyss[/u]: "If you stare too long into the abyss, the abyss shall stare back at you."Aaelith has the ability to locate any tainted souls, as she is the abyss, the demon devoid of light. Those who dabble often into the ways of darkness shall be seen by her gaze. She locates the souls in question by the color their soul takes, the color of their aura. It's an old demon hunting trick, one she has taken with her to this new world. While searching, her eyes will become entirely black. - [u]Demonic Strength[/u]: This is an ability that keys in with her original form - giving her the strength to lift 6 tons, estimating up to an ambulance. - [u]Demon Form[/u]: Her original and powerful form, which she can enter only upon removing her glamour necklace. Once in this form, she is a fiery rage of pure muscle and destruction for anything in her path. Since she is the smallest class of demon - her muscle stature is not particularly for strength. She is built for speed and stamina; her strength remains the same as it would in her human form. - [u]Sharp Claws and Teeth[/u]: Exactly as it sounds, she is equipped with dagger-sharp claws and teeth, able to shred through skin and light armor. She cannot puncture steel, or any armor stronger than that, as she is such a small class of demon. - [u]Durability[/u]: Her skin is akin to that of a rhino - smooth, and hard. She cannot deflect much due to her large size, but she can take a lot of damage before she falls. To put in perspective, she can deflect melee attacks easily, though she has a tougher time with blades and guns.[/i][/center] [b]Weaknesses of Powers:[/b][center][i]When she is fully reverted back to her original form, Aaelith is mentally incapable of making decisions, she will act based on her instincts and her situation. In addition, she will lack the ability to speak with full comprehension, as her native tongue is an ancient language - she can speak, but in broken words and fragments. Aaelith is also vulnerable to religious prayers, buildings, and items. Most specifically - holy water, which will leave severe burns in it's wake. If she is exposed to any of these things, she will suffer a pain like no other, her soul seemingly ripping itself apart piece by piece under the effects. She will be paralyzed, and riddled with pain.[/i][/center] [b]Role in the Media/Public Eye:[/b][center][i]Sam, to the citizens of Millennia City, is a mysterious figure. One who leaves destruction in her wake, but also promising results. Her beginning was riddled with questionable disappearances, even the murders of a few high strung criminals, giving way to a rocky start. As time progressed, she had somehow maintained keeping her true identity a secret, relying on her human abilities to gain the favor of the public. So far, she is seen as a neutral presence amongst the people. Many still find her questionable actions unforgivable, while others are extremely pleased with the result.[/i][/center] [b]Other:[/b][center][i]Even from the darkness, I will rise.[/i][/center]