Name: Emmet Zeke Matthews

Alias/Nickname:There’s only 1 nickname he answers to and that's EZ (pronounced Easy) given to him by his younger sibling.

Age: 27

Race: Human

Appearance:



Emmet is a human with average built and height of 5’ 6” making him shorter than most men in his line of work under Darius, one of the few Casino owners running Kenan. On his body are a number of scars, most faded to the point they are nearly gone and are in various places, though he’s managed to keep his hands and face almost flawless. After suffering so many broken bones, wounds and injuries Emmet has developed a knack for working through pain as well as healing the fastest a human can.

Emmet tends to be rather sharply dressed because his boss tends to believe his best workers’ appearances, even the ones behind the scenes, reflect back upon him. Thus for this reason, Emmet wears a white embroidered dress shirt with a propped up collar and large dress jacket with an insignia and decorations as seen in the image. The ring is a family heirloom from a past he merely remembers in passing, unable to give it up because of the sentimental value it holds for him. When in high emotion or thinking, Emmet tends to display his age old habit of smoking thus during his job, he’s usually seen with a lite cigarette already between his lips.

Social Status: Emmet is considered a lapdog (underling) however he’s not just a mere thug as his accomplishments have aided his reputation, making it clear he knows how to do his jobs and do them well. He tries not to directly tie himself to any certain groups but since Darius owns him, Emmet knows when Darius wants him to bark, he should, figuratively speaking.

Connections:

Family

Olivia Matthews-His younger, thirteen year old step sister who shares the same father and has drawn a certain sense of responsible from him. In her presence, he only shows the warm, 'angelic' and carefree brother who would do anything for his family’s well-being. The darker part she's never seen tends to be his more cold and icy personality, the side where he puts on a mask to do his job and does what he’s told no matter what.

Darius- Ex-casino owner, unofficial Kenan order enforcer in his own turf and a Kitsune demon. Other then that and hearing a tidbit about his origins being from Hell, Emmet knows little about the Kitsune's past. The demon and him has a vicious dislike of each other, a fact that is well hidden from his younger sister, as Darius is the cause of his current mess.

Juan-A mysterious human turned demon within Darius’s employment and been an unwanted mentor for Emmet after his powers started to emerge at age 22. Juan’s tastes tend to lean towards male companions and his preferences are shown very clearly in his subtle hits on Emmet, who he knows is completely straight. Despite that, Emmet trusts the demon since Juan has pulled his ass out of the fire enough to earn that much.

General Activity: During his work within Darius’s employment, Emmet started off as a package runner delivering goods and news for the fox early in his days. This progressed into becoming one of Darius' enforcers, charged with keeping order and killing the riffraff which has made him a hitman of sorts. Emmet’s both either worked alone or with a variety of Demons or Angels under Darius’s employment. In the last five years his main partner has been Juan.

Abilities:

*Note: Until recently, since he was 22, Emmet had only been able to access Dehydration and that was to a weak degree. Now his magic power and range has increased to three key areas which are earth based as he uses his Essence to reach out and manipulate it in a 3 yard (9 foot) radius all around him without the magic weakening. The farther the distance, the less power it has because it stretches his Essence’s range to its limit while the shorter the range then stronger it is.

Farther more, he’s only able to do one magic at a time due to inexperience. When switching from one to another, say Earth Manipulation to Dehydration, then all affects from the prior magic active instantly ceases. This means Puppets or other creations crumbles and Quakes stop to perform the other type of magic.

Earth manipulation: Due to the versatile nature of his ability to mold the Earth and like elements which are connected to it (Like natural metals, stone, and like), this magic is divided into three basic areas of what he can do with it. This is in no way a completely different ability but rather aspects of what is possible within this one magic. There is one note of importance: the more multitasking Emmet does then the weaker the effects and creations become. For example if he’s got a Puppet out and tries to direct a Quake then the Quake would be weaker than if he casted it alone, in addition the Puppet's abilities are weaker also.

Name Quake: Forcing his Essence in a focus point, his foot or hand, Emmet can stomp into the ground and send a shockwave though the earth itself. Depending on the concentration and his intentions, Emmet can make the effect center either on a single target at a distance to create a fissure right under their feet or a wide range effect that can send any land bound creature within a 9 foot radius flat on their ass.


Name Earth Puppet: Able to shift earth into a creature of any shape or size, Emmet can either fight alongside or send his creation to fight for him. However this thing is a single command based being with only enough intelligence to carry out its duty independently in a fight and be a combat-able opponent for normal foes.


Name Mold: Similar to Earth Puppet, this aspect of Earth Manipulation isn’t forced on creating a Puppet that can act independently but rather changing the Earth elements around into items or different terrain. Effects can range from creating a rock wall to block an attack direction at him or one of his allies to creating quicksand right under the feet of his foe.


NameTerra Skin: Using his Essence, Emmet can change physically his skin from flesh. He merely has to touch and absorb something Earth based, like non-artificial metal, stone, clay, sand or the like, in order to activate it. His body takes on traits of the material including the strengths and weaknesses.


NameDehydration: Emmet’s Essence can take away water within a body of his target, absorbing like the desert sands does water. Items can easily be dried out, turned brittle or dust depending on how much water is within them. This ability is rather painful as it not only dries out the skin, but also the muscles, nerves, blood and bone around where his hand or hands are touching. Skin to skin contact is fastest while clothing, depending on toughness and thickness, can slow it down by taking the effect’s damage instead.


Equipment:

Guns and Roses: A handgun and knife set, named by Olivia, give as one of Darius’s ‘gift’ for his birthday. Personally, it was a rather bitter gift in his option and it reminded him who held the bargaining chip in his loyalty and what he was forced to do to keep her safe. The pistol is a normal and average, pure black in coloring until you get down to the handle where Darius's symbol lies in bright ivory and the handle’s bottom is lined by gold. The knife has silver in the blade only as a rose carved with intertwining vines spanning up and down the whole handle below the hilt.

Personality: Like Mairyell's teenage agony years, it seems, lol. Hope Yosh appreciates the joke here! :p

Biography:

Emmet’s first really taste of bitter reality happened when he was eleven years old. His mother died as a result of a disease and in her wake left a mourning husband and son. He never got over it and that bitterness grew into a hollow feeling, his heart heavy and aching until his stepmother came into his life. The woman, Olivia's mother, was a childhood sweetheart that ended up marrying before his father and had the nerve to ask after Emmet's mother passed. For the next two years before Olivia’s birth they had bonded like a son and stepmother should’ve, namely since his father was continuously away for most of his life. Unknown even to his new wife, Mr. Matthews worked for a Demon named Darius as the hit man called The Coroner because every time he was sent, he leaves a body with a rose calling card in crossed over hands. Very few people know this, save for Darius and the dead victims, connection but if someone was to start investigate then likely the answer wouldn’t be so hard to uncover…sadly, it’s also a chance one would attract some unwanted attention.

For the year following to his eighteenth birthday were normal, his life average and free mostly of the struggles within what served for Kenan’s middle class. His mind focused on living his life and moving out, Emmet never knew his father’s bargain with Darius. The very bargain eliminating him from forced employment commonly offered by Darius and caused a domino effect that sent Emmet’s life spiraling out of control. Darius himself, escorted by his own hired hands came to his house to deliver the grievous news about Mr. Matthew’s untimely death. It was sound blow on Emmet which signaled the jackal to make his offer of a lifetime employment taking up his father’s void. Naturally things went sour the moment Emmet refused.

The Demon still aimed to collect his desired debt with or without the man’s permission.

Things turned ugly quickly, Emmet’s temper flared when he saw Darius’s frown, a quick hint to his true venom before one of his men turned to snatch a four year old Olivia. His step mother’s first instinct was to step between the monster and her daughter, a deadly idea in the end. The lower demon backhanded her with extreme force, sending her head against the table with a loud snap to end her life. It happened quickly and before Emmet could consider his action or their effect, his hand was already snapped up his switch blade and swiped at the nearest demon: Darius. His wrist was immediately caught in the Demon’s hand but not before he had managed to slice a thin, red line upon Darius’s fur. The demon seemed as surprised as he was for a moment. Olivia was crying in the background while the two stared at each other for too long. Finally Darius gestured for one of the thugs to remove his sister from the room and wait for him outside in the car, the man’s hand jerked only to feel Darius’s grip tighten in warning and painfully.

Once she was gone, Darius broke his wrist in one movement. Emmet’s scream filled the room even when the Demon pulled him in closely to warn him that if he did anything stupid then his sister would die horribly and her corpse placed at his door step. The last thing he was told, his arm cradled his wrist, staring after the bastard who took his sister was to wait to be contacted in a week.

From that point onwards, Emmet worked up from the lower ranks as a runner in Darius’s operation. In his early years, he ran packages, delivered messages and information and money collections for vandalism protection. All this time he was being blackmail by Darius’s threats over his little sister so he never failed a job. From time to time, usually on his time off, Emmet got to spend time with his sister both in public and Darius’s private residence. Always under mocking eyes. Emmet knew no matter where he and Olivia were, they were always being watched closely by Darius’s minions and others. Just in case he ever tried to make a break for with his sister. His magic didn’t appear until he was 22, Dehydration and a weak magic it was, only able to weaken the hand into a slight mummified appearance. That was enough to disarm his target while he left his mark, ending the man’s life. Things started to change and not for the better.

He started to edge into enforcing Darius' law and that’s when he was assigned to work with a demon, Juan. The blunt of the killing depending on Emmet while he learned the best ways to kill Angels to Werewolves, mostly by trial and error, and Juan's sole task was to keep him alive after things go sour. Needless to say, it’s not hard to realize where half his scars and wounds came from. If it wasn’t for Emmet’s magic and Juan's training over the years, it was unlikely he would've it to his next birthday after his magic appeared.

Speech Color: CadetBlue

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Name: Olivia Alice Matthews

Alias/Nickname: Olive (Despite Emmet knowing the fact she hates nicknames and think she’s too old for one)

Age:13

Race: Human

Appearance:



Olivia’s height is 5’5” and weights at 112 pounds, her built slightly twig like and frail looking for someone her age. Most might see her as a delicate little thing but she is far from it. Her skin has a rosy cream color to it and her eyes seemed to cast slight innocent within them, giving them a soft glow. She normally has some type of flower within her light orange hair as a small token from her Uncle or Emmet. Olivia likes her haircut short.

Her outfit is usually what most teens her age wear and dependent on the weather. One of her favorite’s outfits is a colorful, ruffled tank top and either white shorts or slightly worn jeans, ending in blue jean tennis shoes. A pair of sunglasses is clipped to the tank top’s shallow v neck.

Social Status: Currently she is the unofficial adopted daughter of Darius, a Kitsune demon, who is one of the most powerful casino owners within Kenan. So she’s rather well off for a bargaining chip.

Connections:

Family

Emmet Matthews-Her 27 year old brother.

Darius Cain- A Kitsune demon, she calls the demon ‘Uncle Darius’ and acknowledges him as her current caregiver.

Aeris Kasio- Mother/sister, Aeris pretty much helped Darius to raise her.

Known Strangers

Juan- Unlike Emmet, she’s only met Juan ever so often and usually when Darius is around. She doesn’t know much about the demon. Only that he started to appear after Emmet’s 22th birthday, around the time Emmet's magic appeared, but according to Uncle Darius he’s there to help Emmet in his job. It doesn't help his presence gives her the creeps whenever she's found him...looking smugly at her brother, a shiver of knowing he's hiding something.

General Activity: She’s tasked with learning at the Kenan's Private Girl's School and living her life as an average pre-teenager. Every other weekend, Emmet tends to pick her up and visits for long hours on end.

Abilities:

Name Essence Retrace: Unknown to Emmet or even Darius, Olivia has been keeping a deep, dark secret. An ability which started to appear a year ago and only has grown in strength in recent months. Able to sample the Essence of any object, Olivia can slowly piece together its history and where’s been from the item’s point of view. From everyone's who's held to the places it's been, limited only by what was within its view, she'd can witness as far back as the items 'birth'.


She can will learn more magic depending on the development of her current one.

Equipment: No weapons or armor.

Personality: Every Mairyell copy needs a mini Aeris... :P

Biography:

For as long as Olivia remembers, Darius has been her caretaker. A father and guardian, her unnatural edginess since she was four long had faded or merely sealed away, as he raised her within his own home. Darius had told her father was killed in a car crash, and mother, in a home invasion, while he was delivering his condoles for their father’s death. Darius said Emmet resented him because he sent their father out which explained the animosity between her brother and Darius, even when they tried to hide it behind closed doors. Emmet unable to provide proper care, Darius had said he felt it was his duty to ensure she was taken care since he felt responsible for her father's death.

Since she was young, Olivia merely went with the follow of things. Darius insisted, despite her protests, that she was home schooled though she suspected it was more because of loneliness then the one sided argument he believe it would be in her best interest. When she hit about eight, he finally gave in to her reasoning and allowed her to attend Kenan Private All Girl's School where she ended up with a small group of friends. Despite her experience with the better life within the city, she is a common and average girl her age.

It started a year ago when her ability kicked in. A friend had bought a thrift shop item, a jewelry box, which seemed to be made from wood and ivory. It was too pretty for her not to touch and the moment she did, a strange and powerful feeling had swallowed her up. Though that touch she saw the item’s whole history from the time it had been fashioned by the kind crafter, delivered as a gift and finally used as the murder weapon, bashing in some poor teenage's face just before it ended up in a thrift shop. Needless to say, Olivia was pale while she told her friend to return it. Since then, she’s been rather careful of what she touches.

So far, neither Emmet nor Darius knows about her ‘gift’ as she doesn’t think they would understand what it’s like. Or worse, believe it was inside her head. It wasn’t easy and a few close calls happened when it became stronger but now, she discovered a way to prevent it from happening. Namely by covering her hands with her gloves that have little to no negative history acts as a buffer against anything she touches, at least with her hands were he ability is most focused at. There have been a few instants before, namely with items filled with a violent or strong emotional history that she can't seem to be able to stop when she forgot her gloves. During these moments, to the name eye she appears to be seizing uncontrollably like the source is shocking her with a high voltage charge until it's complete or it's pried from her fingers.

Speech Color: Skyblue

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Name: Darius M. Cain

Alias/Nickname: Ex-Casino Owner, Kenan Enforcer, Fox

Age: 289

Race: Demon



Appearance:


height- 5'10”
weight- 156 lbs.

Social Status: Ex-Casino Owner and well known for keeping order within his turf as well as Kenan time to time.

Relations:



Pact holder- Szayeis (unknown/confirmed)
Family bonded- Aeris and Olivia (adopted daughters)
Employment- Emmet, Juan (ex)
Associates/Allies- Lily, Hazumi
TBA

Abilities:

Natural traits

Essence Scent: Able smell Essence, though he can't determine everything about an opponent. What he can determine is if they are stronger then himself, gender, race, where they might've been recently and even possibly if their magic has an elemental theme to it.

Passive





Name Regeneration: Like some races of demons, Darius has the passive ability to mend his wounds both in and out of combat continually. Since he lacks strength on pare with most demons his age, his kin are best known for their durability and difficulty in killing. Minor wounds like scratches and usually only a few inches deep will heal in less then a second. Wounds and gashes deeper as deep as few inches takes less then 2 while penetrated organs, broken bones, and vast areas of serious damage will take under 5 seconds.



Name Telekinesis: Darius can do many things with this magic as its strength relies more in flexibility. He can create barriers by shifting large amounts of air and particles in front of him, shielding him from physical attacks to manipulating objects in his surroundings. He can easily toss a object whose weight is at least one ton and toss it accurately for five meters from his position. However, hitting is another matter. Levitation, push and pull, bind in place, manipulating, and even exploding an object that is within his eyesight. At his current level he can explode objects made of concrete rather easily though those along the caliber of steel is much harder.



Name Minions: Fox like creatures that are made from a related element to the current pact holder. Due to Darius' pact with Szayeis, the Western Lord, his minions take on a shadowy appearance and seem to have traits close to the breed of demons called Nightwalkers. Namely the ability to materialize out of shadows, shape shifting and some measure of intelligence. They are able to act independent, their minds are more like obedient and loyal animals, while taking telepathic commands from Darius.



Name Essence Share: This ability, once activated, can be used to send essence through the pact they share. Darius or Szayeis can pour a continual or selective amount to one or the other over a set distance. This boost can increase the energy of the other which can increase their own reserves for use, much in the same way adrenaline does for humans.



Personality: Some things are left unsaid.

Biography

Darius was born on the surface as a result of an attack on a teenage couple, the female the only survivor. Believed raped in the event she decided to carry the infant within her to term then give it up, a choice that would end her life and start his nightmare. When he was born, he ended up clawing his way out, being nothing more then a mewling little kit in Loom's back alleys. He was brought into a foster girl's abusive home, hidden and kept to be her secret friend. It was happily his most cherish memories despite the violence he watched in the name of 'love'.

He matured into a eight year old version of himself after those two years ended. He managed to return the love for the girl by ripping out her foster parent's throats, accidentally killing her during the conflict then vanishing into the world alone. All he carried was the very name she gave him: Darius. Her little Darius.

Years in the streets taught him to be quick and smart, avoiding being killed or eaten, as he managed to outlast the world. Mentally he aged yet there was physically little change while he scrounged around for new hiding places, all the time seeking someone who wouldn't devour him long enough to create a pact. A scream, panic scrambling and more caught his curiosity causing him to ignore his instincts to flee. In moment a nine tailed Kitsune snarled at the boy, his eyes gleamed with wicked delight, while his clawed hand took hold of Darius' neck scruff then hauled him off to hell.

His next four years were spent in damp, sticky, and rather alive place called the Wildlands. It was a game of cat and mouse, which his father, as he was told later, stalked Darius out for sport. Like he seemed to have done for many demons. Within that time, his human form was lost and all that remind was a monster. The day the Western Lord came was the day Darius had become rather careless, Tagaki's jaws finally found him and started to slowly devour the boy. He was still dangling from the maw when they both felt Szayeis approach. Chewed down to his upper torso and one mangled arm, Darius watched the two clash when the beast dropped him for the new prey, who seem rather amused. It was this point on that Szayeis raised Darius as his adopted son, less then a year later creating a pact with the mysterious figure that would last well beyond his childhood. He learned about his home during escaping Szayeis' lessons, spending time exploring and interacting with the residents, while his nature usually drove him right back to the Chimeric Citadel.

Szayeis seemingly expecting him each time.

During his surface years, he was involved with Kenan's early beginnings. A bustling, sleepless city whose future would nothing but sin, he clawed his own path into its territory and these actions would bring him into casino owner status later on. He drew respect not only from demons but humans as well, some angels even. Throughout his accomplishments Darius had visited his old home a few times where he would stay a month or longer, depending on when he could convenience Szayeis to return him home. Even with his agenda, Darius had kept tabs on the Western Lord whenever he learned about his surfacing from Hell so it was little surprise that the incident in Loom hadn't reached Darius' large ears. He also met a young Aeris who he grew fond of the more he spend time with her, a fact Szayeis used against the both of them.

During the Judas War, he tried to protect and combat Judas and his sword by defending Kenan. He managed, barely, to unit most the residents and the casino owners to keep the Gate Killers at bay. A small win compared to the death toll. When the war ended, it left scars causing him to leave his position as a casino owner much to everyone's surprise. Many stilled questioned the motives behind it. Several changes happened over those years from Szayeis' disappearance to Lily and Hazumi's academy, even helping Aeris coupe with being introduced to the surface.

Emmet's bloodline had been employed in his enforcement as peace keepers in his turf, this matter drew a stranger to his door with a particular interest in the family linage. His first instinct was to chase Juan Barrette away yet the an interested him, namely when he spoke of Emmet's bloodline being unusual. It wasn't until Liam had been attacked by a vampire did Darius allow Juan to come under his employment, mainly to learn why his enforcer hadn't been turned into one. Each time a new male child showed a magical trait, Darius was to pair them off with Juan and allow the two to work together. Many times Juan had kept his projects alive save for Raiden, Emmet's father.

When should've been a simple contract, twisted into something worse. He blamed himself really for bring a blood thirsty vampire, an over zealous 'ex'-killer, who ended up backhanding the woman and managed to snap her neck when he mistaken one of Darius' gestures for another. Next he knew Emmet had sliced him, ready to end it only to be stopped by his hand. At that point he had started to grow an admiration toward the boy which, with help from his sister, would develop into something like love. In end, he ended up adopting the young girl as his own. Later on, he ended up bring Aeris, who after a heated conversation, helped him to raise the child.

For now, he's content, but things are changing. He can feel it.

Speech Color: Silver

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Name: Lillian Quarin

Alias/Nickname: Lily

Age: 800 (give or take some years...)

Race: Demon


Appearance:



Height- 5'11''

Social Status: Currently the Principle/Headmaster of Melody's Academy of Fine Arts.

Connections:

Family

Rex~ Spouse, the only one that keeps tight rein over her heart.

Students/Teachers

Thomas Finch
Reates Saerne
Aeris Kasio
Samantha Rule
Iris
Ian Synder
Timore Scarborough
Olivia Matthews

Associates

Szayeis~ Currently, the pair are on rather ill terms after the event with Maroon and even more bitter as the Angel hadn't gotten in contact with her since. A fact she's moved on from and left behind, thanks to her Spouse. If any fragment of friendship could be salvaged from then, it would have to come from Szayeis' end as she doesn't aim to repair broken bridges.

Hazumi~ The Essence, as Lily calls her, currently is in a mutual if not reluctant working relationship. All tools need a master after all and while Lily loathes the idea, it was better then leaving the Essence to wander freely or risking another incident like Judas' War.

Darius Cain~ She knows he's in a pact with Szayeis, though his motives for being with the Western Lord is still a mystery to her. He first contacted her to Hazumi's intentions to reopening the Academy and even mediated their conflict while they came to a bitter agreement.

Others

Solus Grim~ Due to Maroon's involvement, she was sent to contact and deliver a message to the Bounty Hunter. Instead she ended up bring the man straight to Maroon as well end up getting her out of there before her life trickled away.

Abilities:
Passive-Traits
Sound Connection~ To say Lily has a knack for sound and music is an understatement of her abilities and talent even as a Siren. She can tell the tempo, pitch, vibration, direction and more simply by just listening to a source of sound, especially if its manufactured, recorded or natural. There is no sound that can elude her attention from the smallest breath to the loudest, sound barrier crack, which can have many perks to avoid being ambushed or deceived. Naturally she can also mimic an individual's voice by adjusting her essence within her vocal cords and box to make an almost flawless copy. Currently she's been practicing throwing her voice over extreme distances as well as smaller ones, aided by her magic, proving rather handy in keeping order in her school now without causing a scene.

Active
Name Siren Song: Her voice, when empowered with Essence, can influence the emotions when heard. She can pull an individual anywhere from joy to fear with the melody of her voice, giving her an edge in tense situations. Though beings that are stronger will take longer to influence, especially angels and demons, which can easily allow them to silence her voice, ending the effect. Her magic starts low and subtly while it grows in power the longer she sings, filling the air and affecting all those who can hear her.


Name Siren Scream: Putting her Essence into her voice, Lily can turn up her voice's volume and direct it at an individual or small group. Depending on the proximity, the voice's power could explode eardrums to stunning her enemies and tearing up her surroundings from cracking concrete to knocking targets off their feet, power dying out the farther her target is from her location. The more breath she gathers before release, then the longer her range becomes during the attack until the breath ends.


Name Hot n' Cold: Lily can influence the temperature within her surroundings by changing the sound vibrations she emits from her body. Heating up merely means increasing the friction in the air which could result in setting things, people or herself on fire allowing her punches to pack more heat then normal. One of her preferred tactics is centering them in her hands then flickering a blaze of flames in her foe's direction like a flame thrower or engulfing her whole body, only lighting on fire the air around her for a limited time due to the fact she needs air to breathe or else she'll suffocate.

Cold is the opposite and all Lily needs to do is to slow the air and let it start to freeze. In moments the temperature can drop to below freezing and colder, allowing icicles to form within the affected area and breath to fog over the longer she continues the effect. She can all focus her cold into her touch, the air or even send ice spikes at her target if needed and keep a distance should close range combat provide too dangerous.



Personality ...I'm gonna be honest, I'm skipping this frickin' part as I hate it.

Biography

Lily was a succubus and the second youngest of four fraternal quadruplet sisters, all heirs to Hell's Southern throne. Out of all her sisters, she lacked the motivation and desire to take up the throne but still, she was taught to fight since all the girls would be pitted against each when they came of age. It wasn't a secret Lily was the most pleased when the youngest, Daiyrisa, was discovered to possess the powers of Sedusa. No longer needed to fill a role she never wanted, Lily enjoyed the life she wasn't able to have before while her sister learned to rule.

Being a Succubus had its perks as she did what her kind did best, easily gathering essence from those foolish to show their weak underbelly to her. It had its moments and on the path of her fun, Lily had crossed paths with Szayeis. What started out as curiosity turned into closer association of chaotic proportions, one of intimidation and slight trust. She is one of the few people who know and has seen what he can do to an individual and likely more. She never knew when her life turned into ashes from the sweet nectar she had once loved, save that she found herself entering into the surface the first chance she got.

It was there she encountered a tamer angel. Red haired, graceful white wings and cocky strut, he had ensnared her heart which might explain why she kept flirting in and out of his many lives. The first time they were a pair of cocky teenagers who tested their abilities, limits and combat skills against anyone who crossed their path. There was danger and she even sent him to stand before a speeding car where his body was broken, left bleeding out. It was here he spoke her deepest desires, vowing to make them come true. She was relieved when he was able to be saved through the doctors and time itself. When he died of old age, he finally granted her freedom and even a job at the local library where she rarely encounter the angels or demons. There she spent a hundred years hidden away from the world while she seemed to change on the inside. Her succubus' tenancies had started to faded somewhat compared to when she emerged onto the surface.

Her passion for music and the emotions likely had stirred her evolution beginnings, and like any artist, filled her finger tips in her career to become a violinist. There was no one that didn't feel her love for her talent or few would pay for a piece of her soul's work. A right that was reserved for few individuals. Over the course of a great many decades, she had met him off and on again. Once as a cocky teenager who tried to make her plaything. Another a inner, turmoil student who she aided in avoiding the Council's attention. This last encounter stuck out most because in the end, his parents were bitten and became werewolves resulting in the Council raising him. It seemed like fate the little bird would never be free in the end. When he finally recalled his former lived, he apologized for his behavior which he proved was genuine when he helped her into protection status and principle of the school she had been feeding off. There was only one condition: she was to work for them. It might've not settled well with her, as she wasn't anyone's bitch, but it would protect her from angels, demons and even humans for the time.

Working at Master Melody's Academy had helped her to advance to a Siren over the following years since she was first introduced to it. She was frightened when Maroon, the tamer's latest lifetime, approached her during the events of Loom. Things went down hill from there while the seraph tried to unravel a mystery, her school the source of a massacre and then the cluster fuck between Szayeis and Maroon. The last person she expected to save her from it was Solus Grim, a disgruntle and antisocial bounty hunter who ended up scooping her then rushing out of Maroon's upper story mansion window. She owed him enough favors after and in her temper, took off. Naturally she just went in hiding after the massacre as a year later, Judas tore the world apart for 20 or so years. It was during those hellish years she met Rex, a chimera, in one of the refugee camps. She, among several demons, angels, chimeras and rare humans, had sought to escape Judas' genocide while they fled to Kenan. They fell in love and been together ever since, later on happily married. The war also introduced her to Darius, the Kitsune who held a pact to Szayeis, and his efforts against Judas.

It was shortly in the war's end when Darius contact her again. He had retired from his casino role and heard her school had been reopened causing her curiosity to stir. When she learned of the Essence's involvement, another long age war nearly broke before Darius stepped in and finally convinced the two it was better to work together. To this day, Lily still questions his decision to get involved as she worked to temper the Essence into something salvageable. Most would call her prejudice with her preference for humans and the reason she believed the fragments should've represent musical instruments which was much easier to learn to manipulate as it was something she was familiar with.

So far the arrangement has worked though in Lily's opinion just barely.

Speech Color: PaleVioletRed

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Juan
~TBA...

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Name: Solus Grim Alias/Nickname: Nekro Age: His age is difficult to tell based on his appearance, so he has no truly apparent age. And he doesn't reveal his age either... Race: First Generation Chimera Appearance: Solus Grim is indeed a strange fellow when it comes to looks. He constantly claims that he is human and yet he looks more demonic than most Demons, who prefer to select a more human form so they can blend in among the humans. His body for the most part is humanoid in nature, close enough to be human, yet his face, or his facial disfigurement, is what makes him stand out from the crowd, so to speak. People like to refer to his facial appearance as that of “The Void Guide” himself, a mystical godly figure usually transcribed in religious texts. Though only as a reference for his difficult to describe facial features in a more simple manner. His face consists of sunken in hardened flesh that has an almost rock like texture and strength yet the flexibility of human flesh. It’s structure reveals the man’s skeletal frame of the skull around the eyes and nasal cavity. He has no actual lips, but ones that appear to have been crudely cut out with a blade, creating a zigzag-esque line from one side of the face to the other. But even that is not the most interesting part about it. Green flames burn out of his eye sockets, nasal cavity and mouth almost all the time. The flames themselves are harmless to the touch. His upper torso also has similar mutations, from the chin and down to where his abdominals begin, and down his arms until reaching the elbows. His flesh retains the similar rock like texture in that area, which also seems to act as natural dermal armour, protecting the vital organs while the limbs were ignored during the evolutionary process. The rest of his body retains natural human skin, perhaps the original flesh prior to his physical changes. The man has a muscular, well-toned frame built for combat and punishment. His skin has a strange colour of ash grey. His right shoulder, is etched with a large glyphic tattoo from the collar bone down to half way down the bicep, that seems to emanate magical energies, only detectable by those with a keener and savvier eye of those with expertise in the Arcane. The man also towers at a tall 6 foot 2 inches. He also has a set of large black wings that appear to be reminiscent of a Falcon, which he can hide inside his body at will. These wings have a total span of 22 feet. Enormous in comparison to the wings of even the largest spans that Angels wield. His attire makes him stand out even more. He is always dressed in black, wherever he goes. And it’s always in a stylish black leather trench coat covered in more buckles and belts than a gimp outfit of a BDSM club patron, to the point where it looks like a very expensive strait-jacket. Whether it’s for weapon concealment or style is unknown, perhaps it’s for both. After all, an infamous hunter like him needs to look both intimidating and badass at the same time or just outright silly and impractical in some people’s eyes. Though little do those people know that that jacket is layered in thin Kevlar. Underneath that, he wears a light Kevlar vest that can be easily concealed, even under a tailored tuxedo, to protect his vitals even more. The trench coat can’t stop everything, so that additional layer only adds to Solus’ sense of physical security. And below that all is a simple BDU t-shirt. Finally, adding to the outfit, a pair of baggy leather combat pants and steel toed combat boots to match. Social Status: Solus’ true affiliation to any faction is truly unknown despite his infamy. 180 years ago, among Angels he was seen as a dangerous anarchist and terrorist, while Demons across Hell saw him as a powerful mortal who proved not only his mettle, but the true potential of Chimeric kind in a duel to the death against the now deceased Demon Lord of the North, Mephistopheles. Humans on the other hand, have barely heard of him. Those who have only know the story of how he singlehandedly defeated Mephisto, and before his disappearance, was one of the heroes who killed Judas, but even those legends are convoluted and blurred in the histories. Now-a-days, he's a myth, who disappeared after Judas' death, never to be seen again. Relations: It has been 180 years, all of his former contacts are most likely dead. General Activity: People once believed that Solus Grim intended to banish both the Angels and Demons from the Surface world, and his actual reasons, motivations and goals are still unknown to this day. And what he has been doing for the past 180 years is yet another mystery. Abilities: Solus is both an incredibly powerful Necromancer and Blood Mage by trade. His Necromantic abilities revolve around manipulating the dead, death, and the essence of the dead. Solus can also communicate with the deceased on some simple level – by taking what is left of their essence and containing it in a storage unit, and partial mixing that essence with his for a temporary amount of time – for the purpose of divination, imparting the means to foretell future events or discover hidden knowledge. Many practitioners find a way to cheat Death one way or other, whether by becoming some form of undead creature or by bypassing their own ability to die. Solus on the other hand, uses this ability to create monsters, raising the dead and twisting, changing the corpses into horrifying monsters that are bound to his will (The twisting and changing of the body requires a dash of blood magic). The monsters range in shape and strength based on the essence that was collected, the weaker the essence, the weaker the monster, and vice versa. Zombies are the easiest to raise and do not even require blood magic. Solus’ Blood Magic abilities revolve around his own blood and the blood other living things. Blood is important in magic because it represents life force at its most basic nature. By capturing the evaporating essence of a dying body, Solus can dramatically improve the energy of his spells by linking them to the mana of the body. This augmented energy allows the spell to be more powerful but it is also more demanding on him, since he must control the fabrics of the spell and tie it simultaneously to the mana of the dying Soul. An important component of Blood Magic is the essence in the results it can produce. The sacrifice can't carry more power that the essence it allows it to carry. In context, the essence makes the magic happen, if the essence is weak, it will barely help in the casting of the spell, with more energy needed to be of some use. If the essence is strong, it will produce a more powerful and volatile spell than anticipated, with less energy required. Solus usually sacrifices his own blood to enhance his offensive spells, slowly weakening himself with each spell he casts. He does not use blood magic for conjuring or for rituals, but simply as a fuel. A fuel that kindles magic his essence simply cannot cast on its own, such as standard Arcane spells, or temporarily enhancing his own weapons, or drain the life force of others to heal himself in battle. There are 4 different levels of power of such spells. Minor, Medium, Major, and Sacrificial. Minor, Medium, and Major are as their name states. They feed on the amount of life force based on their name, taking a certain amount of energy from the caster in order to cast a spell of destructive or defensive equal to the amount of energy consumed. Minor spells need little life force, Medium spells need a decent amount of life force, Mayor spells need a considerable amount of life force. Sacrificial blood magic requires a death of a living creature to cast. Where an Arcane spell would need 12 mages and a powerful pylon to cast it, Blood Magic could cast that same spell with a single sacrifice. Solus is mostly against sacrificial spells using innocents as fuel, but he does use them with the life force of his dead foes as a method of gaining a vast advantage in a fight against a large wave of enemies. Solus also has Angelic and Demonic powers. His Angelic abilities appear to be that of a powerful battle angel, which are his great physical strength, seemingly endless endurance and fast regeneration, no matter the wound. While his demonic abilities are limited to not necessarily a power, but a physical mutation. At will he can spew a black tar like substance from every hole in his body, and shadowy tendrils appear from his back. This substance is a highly infectious demonic disease that mutates humans, angels and demons alike into seeming brainless, shambling monsters that spread this disease by drowning their victims by puking the same substance down their throats. Solus rarely, very rarely, ever uses this... ability. Mostly due to moral concerns. Equipment: Please take note that Solus CANNOT bring all this gear with him. He will have to pick and choose items out of his arsenal based on their weight and how much he can carry without losing his agility and mobility. Personality: He is a man who lives his life on the edge, and cocky with an ego the size of the Sun. But he has the skill to justify his egotistical nature and his undefeated and unchallenged streak as one of the most infamous and successful Demon Hunters in the world, both in Hell and the Surface alike. Though his ego only truly surfaces on the battlefield, where he will be throwing sarcastic and insulting remarks at any opponents with half a brain to both understand and get offended by them, with the sole purpose to piss them off just enough for them to start making fatal mistakes. Most of the time however, he tries to maintain a stoic, fearless and professional image when conducting business. Whether it’s obtaining new contracts, getting to know new contacts, or simply purchasing equipment from his black market acquaintances. The chimeric man is strong willed and a bit of a workaholic. When he sets his burning eyes on a goal, he will reach it, even if he loses a limb or two. And he almost seemingly lacks any idea of fear, like the emotion was just, carved out of his brain. Of course there are things that he fears, but he has seen so much horror in his life that very few things faze him. It just takes the right touch to get under his skin. He is also very wise. Ask him anything, no seriously, ANYTHING. He knows the answer. Biography: Solus only became well known 202 years prior, when he traveled beyond the Gates of Hell and into the Northern Realm with the intention of slaying the Demon Lord of Pride and War, Mephistopheles. It’s a matter of asking any demon who hails from the North, they will tell you the tale word for word. But those who know it better, are Mephisto’s former advisors, who witnessed the battle between the two with their own eyes. Solus ventured into Hell with a party of three other necromancers like himself, each possessed with an essence of a hellion. Of course, the smell of human flesh in a place like Hell tends to attract a lot of unsavoury characters. The humans forced to battle the way through to Mephisto, though they have only scratched the surface of his vast armies. By the time Solus reached Mephisto, all of his party members had died. Though Solus only reached Mephisto by getting himself captured, and was granted an audience with the Demon Lord. Knowing Mephisto's honourable warrior nature, Solus asked for the Right of Challenge, a right given to any warrior to challenge the Demon Lord (whichever one is currently ruling) in a battle to the death, a tradition within Mephisto's realm. While the other Hellions who witnessed Solus spout the Right verbally protested against it, Mephisto stood up, and scanned the human from head to toe with his eyes, then, to his minions' disbelief, requested that they returned the human's weapons, and that he accepted the challenge. The fight between the two lasted for hours; they tirelessly and relentlessly engaged each other in combat and exchanged powerful blows while Mephisto's minions watched. After several hours of brutal battle, the two were covered in eachother's blood, and both severely wounded, it was when they both briefly stopped fighting just to catch some air when Mephisto said, "Join me, Necromaster. Join me and I could give you the Surface World, Immortality, anything you desire. You have more that proven your power to me. Join me, and we can rule the Three Worlds together!" Solus didn't even answer, but raised his sword for another blow, while Mephisto froze in shock, bewildered that Solus hasn't even bothered to consider his offer. Solus smashed his blade against the top of Mephisto's head, splitting it in two, slaying Mephisto right in front of his advisors and minions. The witnessing Hellions didn't even try to stop Solus as he didn't say a single word, and simply left the ruined Throne Room. News of Mephisto's death spread faster than a forest fire, before Solus could even reach the Hell Gate, still clutching his wounds, the entirety of Hell, and even most of the Surface World has heard of Mephisto's demise. It was 20 years later when he gained more infamy when he and a group of other individuals grinded Judas' paranoid campaign to a staggering halt. It is unknown who delivered the killing blow that killed Judas' spirit, though it is believed by many to have been Solus himself. He vanished soon after that, and hasn't been seen for 180 years...

Apologies for the triple post, but it wouldn't let me post them all in one post for something.

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Name: Noel Yang
Alias/Nickname: "Noel Nightly" was his Porn Star name, "Lady Face" was his name when he was still at the Academy
Age: Twenty Six
Race: Human
Appearance:

Has a slim, feminine body. Thin and lithe but with the right amount of fat and musculature that he certainly is not skeletal. Not the beefiest, but he's stronger than he looks. For a human, anyways.
Social Status: A graduate of the Master Melody’s Academy for Fine Arts and one of their better students, but has long since been dropped of their radar two years after his graduation. However those with certain interests may know him from several pornos as well as musical numbers, where he provides his expertise for various situations.
Relations: Most near family are deceased, though he knows he has some distant cousins who may be aware of him, though he hasn't gotten out of his way to know. Has some fans from his media work but generally doesn't answer their calls, a few fellow travelers who may know him/have worked with him, and he has a small but notable reputation among those who have need of a bard/actor/human with an Essence.
General Activity: Noel tends to do whatever job he finds that he feels would suit him. He's done some time as an "Escort" as well as an actual bodyguard (With a ridiculously low bodycount however), tends to just show up, help the situation however he can, and leave before people start asking him to stay. He does seem to be the wanderer type, though he's recently begun trying to travel with a group. The life of a lone wanderer isn't as fun as he imagined, and would like companionship.

Abilities:
Physical - Noel isn't really a body worker, though he does make it into a habit to take care of it. Keeps himself clean and smelling fresh, and tries not to get too unhealthy or sick. He's actually pretty strong for someone with a lithe frame like him, but he's still pretty scrawny. He is rather athletic in that he's quick with his feet and has very good hand-eye coordination, dexterity, and situational awareness. Decent at picking up subtle cues as he's always looking for them. He also prides himself on his voice and his ability to copy any sound he hears, right down to the volume and accent. Some may think that his voice is magical for the sounds it can produce, but no, that's just him.

He's very good at hiding himself and others if need be. If for some reason he finds himself in a fight, he's not much for fisticuffs, but give him a solid stick or staff and he'll show off some of the martial arts he learned back at the Academy. Not really a fair fighter seeing that he'd lose a fair fight. Very good at throwing things however, be it furniture he can pick up or even proper throwing knives and such. Also knows how to handle a whip or chain with frightening efficiency, but this takes more in the form of how he can somehow form knots and lassos rather than any damage he does with them. Noel has picked the lute as his instrument of choice, but also has some experience working with other stringed instruments, the keyboard, and a drum set.

Magical - Noel's magic could be simply called "Illusions", but this would need more elaboration.

Noel's magical ability is more accurately called "Psychomancy", or the Divination of the Psyche. For some, these seems to only be illusions. But it is more than that. It is the ability to control and change one's mind, spirit, and soul. Psychomancer can create a Wide Concentration to cast their spells over a large area, or Focused Concentrations to hit single target with much more power. The emotions of the caster as well as their target also is taken into account for the effects of the spells, as each as their own strengths and weaknesses that must be understood to be utilized to it's fullest efficiency. There are many spells in Psychomancy, and the following is what he is capable of preforming himself. He can do additonaly, more powerful spells, but they require the use of his Instrument.



Equipment:
Noel carries a staff five-feet in length (just a little bit shorter than he is) that can he separated at the middle to create two smaller staffs 2 /12 feet length each. It serves as both a walking stick, a tool for measuring, and a weapon for self defense. He also carries a kukri, though that was a gift and he doesn't use that for fighting. Much.

Hibiki (Instrument in image) - Noel's personal "Fragment". On it's own, it's capable of emulating the sounds of other instruments, often used to accompany Noel's own singing. Though bulky, it weighs next to nothing and is nearly indestructible (At least Noel doesn't mistreat it enough to figure out what can break it). Often wrapped in a thick cloth and carried on Noel's back when not in used.

Fragment Abilities:

Theme Music Power Up - Simply as the title entails. Using Hibiki's powers, Noel can create inspiring music for his allies around him, each one getting something that makes them confident and feel more powerful. It's not merely moral support either; it literally does physically and magically strength his allies, allowing them to preform feats that they normally couldn't. Affects all allies who can hear him.

Psychomancy Spells - Not exactly an innate ability of Hibiki, rather it's used as a strengthening catalyst for Noel's own magical abilities. Only needs to be possessing Hibiki to use these spells, and they do not disrupt his Theme Music Power up or the Heal Bell.



Heal Bell - Hearing the music from Hibiki allows Noel's allies to recover from their injuries and withstand any pain they're suffering. The strength of the healing is exponential; at the beginning, it can't heal much. But the longer it plays, Noel could potentially make his allies immortal with a extreme healing factor.

Fragment Personality: Noel becomes very idealistic to the point of suicidal naivety. So inspired by his own power, Noel would think that he could take on the whole world, dropping what he's doing to tackle the problem he's facing. Unfortunately, this also means he's not playing Hibiki and now has lost the power it grants him and to his allies, while also putting him on what could be considered a suicidal charge filled by his own ignorance to weakness. He will jump head first towards any problem without a strategy or even a thought in his head, merely acting and doing whatever he can with his given momentum.

Personality: Will show in IC.

Biography: Noel's history first began at the academy. When he first started, he had parents; two fathers, with a mother no where in sight. It was never very strange for Noel, simply something that he has learned to be normal for him. Of course, normal for him isn't so normal for everyone else. At the Academy Noel was a good student; never cause much trouble, tried his hardest, did was he was told... But trouble tends to find him and Noel, not being the passive type, never let any slight against him go lightly. If it wasn't for his parent's homosexuality, it would be for his appearance, or his "nerdy" demeanor. But Noel was raised to be a strong boy, capable of handling any situation. Or at least, that's what he had to become one day. He returned home to find the brutalized remains of his fathers sprawled out on the floor and walls. The horrific matter of their deaths suggested that demons or monsters had come and ravaged his parents, but the graffiti written in their remains suggested that their deaths were a hate crime.

Since that day Noel skirted the line of having to become a mature young adult to becoming a broken and traumatized child. It was around this time that he had begun to master his Fragment, Hibiki, and used it powers to simulate his mind. He used it to ignore the horrors he saw and to try to continue living without fear and regret. He worked harder on his school work to make himself feel superior over others, but the stress of trying to be the best made him rely on Hibiki's magical effects more. While he was ultimately successful, becoming one of the top graduates of the Academy, it was an empty victory for Noel. After graduating, he simply began to travel the world trying to figure out what he was doing with himself. He mostly worked for the Academy in hunting renegades, using his abilities to charm and close in on his target before taking them out, or at least setting them up to be taken out by other graduates.

Due to his looks and his charisma, he had tried to take up acting. Of course, it wasn't always so cut-and-dry as to simply land a job as a character in a movie or some such; he had to start from the bottom, which meant working in porn movies. And he did well. His feminine appearance made him quite a catch for some producers, and has starred in many types of movies in various positions. Even after he started making a name for himself in the movie industry, he still participated in pornos due to it's atmosphere. A sort of casual work place that occasionally allows you to dress up in fetishistic outfits and screw your co-workers. Additionally, he helped him with his job with the academy, using his new found fame to cozy up to targets before eliminating them. It also helped Noel avoid working for the academy; he'd claim that he's undercover with whatever act he's involved in at the time and may or may not actually get some work done. He wanted to be away from the Academy, live his own life however it came (in)to him.

It was a nice life, but soon Noel sought to be on the move once more. He felt that as much as being a porn star was an enjoyable and profitable experience, he was wasting his skills and abilities just working in movies. After amassing a small fortune for himself, he retired from the movie business and began a traveler, looking to try to help solve whatever problems happens to cross his path. Occasionally he'd mention his affiliations with the Academy if it helps with his duties. He has made quite a few friends along the way, and tries to convince them to accompany him in his Knight Errant ways. He may just be a human in this chaotic and mad world, but hoping and praying is for the powerless. He had power, and aimed to use it.



Name: Damon
Alias/Nickname: Dark Matter
Age: 77
Race: Hellion Demon
Appearance:
Social Status: There might be some rumors about him, but for the most part he's a nobody.
Relations: None in particular. Some people might have heard of him and he is sort of being hunted down for being a Renegade
General Activity: If Damon isn't absorbing things for their knowledge or materials, he's going about as Dark Matter, helping the weak by giving them weapons he makes from the knowledge he obtains.

Abilities:
Absorbing - Damon's base ability. In his original form, he can consume objects whole and gain the knowledge of how to create and become said object. For living, sentient beings, he also gains their memories, often with greater clarity than the person themselves. The Absorption is done physically, as Damon literally eats the object and practically kills them in the process. Damon can absorb anything, even things most people consider inedible such as bullets and poisons. There is very little that Damon cannot consume and eat.

Those things being incorporeal things, such as gasses and plasma. Additionally, the Absorbing process is a deliberate action, not something that happens subconsciously. Simply inserting something into his body does not mean he is eating it. It means you are stabbing him. Damon's control over his Absorbing ability makes it incapable of acting on it's own, great to ensure that he doesn't harm something without meaning to, but also makes him vulnerable to more mundane means to damage him, such as bashing him over the head when he's not looking.

Shapeshifting - Using the knowledge he gleams from his Absorption, Damon can transform his body into things that he had absorbed, or with some creativity, take on partial transformations. Additionally, Shapeshifitng is really his only form of interacting with the world, as he's an amorphous blob otherwise. His Shapeshifting is reliant on "Matter" that he's consumed however; he cannot take on the form of something that his body does not have the right matter to create. Typically however he is capable of creating bone-like appendages which can take the form of things like hands, blades, spikes, armor, and other "Natural" limbs.

Converting - What Damon considers to be his most prized ability. Using his Absorption ability, he can take the matter he consumes and convert it into a different type of matter he has consumed. This allows him to create potentially anything out of everything, so long as he has Absorbed it at some point in the past.

Equipment: The only real thing he owns is the white mask on his body. Despite being a mask, it's not an accurate representation of his head. He doesn't have one. The mask itself is useless to him, however others who wear it will, if Damon is willing, be able to see into Damon's mind and the memories that he has absorbed over the years, which they can take for their own uses. He also typically has a large amount of Matter within his body for on the spot Conversions, though he will be more than willing to absorb more if he needs to make something big.

Personality: Will show in IC

Biography: Born in the depths of the underworld, the creature who would later be known as Damon had originally one purpose, one meaning to his existence, and that was to consume knowledge. His very existence was tailored made to eat off the remains of the dead, to preserve their memory for others who wish to use it. There were many like the creature known as Damon, all in different forms and functionality. The creature who would be known as Damon was itself a very successful memory keeper; always present at the sight of great cataclysms, eating the carrion of the fallen before they can be claimed by others. The creature would hide, never truly being involved in the acts of killing until much later. And it was through it's success that soon, the creature began to think. It began to wonder, and the first thing it truly did with it's new found sentience was give itself a name. A name that was not too far off from what it was. And so the creature called itself Damon.

Much of Damon's life was spent in the underworld. Between the petty conflicts of the demons who reside there, Damon began to make use of his knowledge that he had gathered over the years. He began to learn, and teach, and when he has too, sell the things he knows for things he wants. He than began to realize the potential of his power; that he could learn anything from anyone who consumed. If he were to somehow say, eat the body of a powerful demon lord, he could learn how they obtained their powers. But he also knew the futility of trying to kill one himself, and the pointlessness of waiting for it to happen. No, while he certainly planned to use his powers to the fullest, he had to do so in such a way that increased his ability, not simply steal it from others. This simply act of self-improvement would later, and unexpectedly, lay the foundation for his ideals.

Between scouring the fields of battle for the corpses of others to consume the memory and matter of, Damon sought knowledge in text and education. But the underworld was fairly lacking in such things, and to find it was to have it for a great price. Damon sought to escape the underworld and go to the place known as the Surface, where knowledge can be obtained more freely. And after many deals and betrayals, Damon escaped the underworld to the surface. It was only a different type of hell than the one he lived before, but a different life is somethings better than the same one.

Damon initially spent much of his time seeking knowledge in places called "Schools", of for the more pompous, "Academies". Damon was not always invited, but he did his best not to get in the way. He learned that he could not absorb knowledge from books the same way he could from people (That is, eat them), so much of Damon's time was spent reading. He would occasionally watch and learn from others, often on a whim, but found himself attracted to those who, as others would consider them, have "Noble Ideals". To defend the weak and such. Initially Damon dismissed these notions, under the idea that the weak were often used to bolster the strength of others. To defend them instead of defeating them would be a waste of strength. But after much deliberation, Damon realized that once, he was weak. Barely a sentient slime who simply lucked his way into existence, whereas others have fallen for reasons behind their control. Damon found that much of his existence was beyond his control, and this bothered him. He did not like the idea that someone out there with no knowledge of who he was controlled the aspects of his life. And that they did the same for others. Damon wasn't entirely sure what he was getting to with this thought, until one day while traveling to another academy to learn from them, he found what he wanted to fight against.

As Damon was sneaking through the forest, he saw a group of winged humanoids addressing a crowd. The winged humanoids had who Damon recognized as a demon in their clutches, and were going to execute the demon on the charges that it had killed one of their own. However, the crowd seemed tense, as though that they did not want this to happen. Damon did not know the context of what was occurring; he knew that someone was to die. The Winged Humans seem to want vengeance against the demon, but the others did not. And Damon did not sit idly by to allow it to happen; before the blade would struck, Damon emerged from his hiding spot and attached the executioner. He stabbed the winged humanoid repeatedly about the head and shoulders, killing it as the winged humanoids, the demon, and the crowd were caught up in the chaos and confusion. Damon defended himself, slaying two more winged humanoids, before eventually being held back by the demon and taken away from the field of battle.

Damon and the demon than managed to escape the chaos, were Damon learned of what had happened. The Demon was a guardian of a town of humans, who ensures that no other power bothers them, be it demonic or angelic. The group that Damon attacked were angels, who sought to spread their beliefs and influence to the town. The demon warded them off, and when they tried to force their way in, the demon killed one, thinking that it would cause them to flee. Instead, the angels unleashed their power and called for the Chain of Vengeance. Unable to stop their numbers and sudden strength, the demon submitted in hopes that the angels would not harm the townspeople. He was to be executed to satisfy the Chain of Vengeance, but Damon's interruption put a stop to that. But it was not over yet. There were survivors, who surely would now return with greater numbers and a thirst for blood due to killing more of their kind. Were Damon younger, he would have fled and left the town to it's fate. But he had a different idea.

In the end, Damon did manage to leave the town a slightly better place than it was before, though he also took on the mantle of a "Renegade" demon due to slaying the angels who came to enact their Chain of Vengeance. Damon stayed hidden during those times, but when he appeared, it was often when the weak or the poor needed the help of a hero. Knowing that his name would attract those who seek to destroy him, he used an alias: Dark Matter. Using his knowledge and ability, he helped those who he came across, so that they would have the power to chose their own fate instead of having others make one for them against their wishes. Dark Matter did not so much fight for others as much as he had given them the means to fight for themselves. He empowered others, which gave him the feeling of power and a sense of goodness in him. And when it came to pass that he learns that people are abusing the power he gave them, he would return to take it back and punish the abusers. Dark Matter never affected settlements large enough to truly spread his influence, but in the whispers in the shadows, one may hear of the being known as Dark Matter, who may help you when you least expect it.[/hider]

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Name: Lucien

Alias/Nickname: The Fallen Hunter, Kinslayer.

Age: Apparent: 22 Actual: He was alive before the First Great War.

Race: Original Angel.

Appearance: Face:

Armor(helmet long gone): [img=http://essence-of-the-world.weebly.com/uploads/1/9/8/0/19808675/4387934_orig.jpg]
His wingspan is 17 feet long, and his wings are primarily black with clusters of white feathers left.
Social Status: Renegade. Pretty much everyone wants him dead.
Relations: Everyone who didn’t want to kill him is probably dead.

General Activity: Search for the remaining members of the Angelic Council, and kill them. Kill any Demons he finds along the way as well, along with any anything that tries to stop him.

Abilities: As an Original Angel, Lucien possessed more than one power. However, due to the Demonic Virus inside of him, he’s limited to a very powerful, but also Archaic, form of Battle Angel. He has complete and utter control of his body, able to turn anything, even a drop of blood, into a weapon, and heal himself in a matter of minutes or seconds, depending on the severity of wound. Provided that the wound isn’t instantly fatal and he’s conscious enough to do so. Also, he can’t grow new limbs.

Equipment: His sword. His armor. That’s about it.

Personality: Will show IC

Biography:

Lucien was born during a time when Angels were immortal (in the elven sense. You know could still be murdered, but didn’t age beyond a certain point.), and they were at an uneasy peace with Demons. He was alive when things turned to war, and he is one of the few survivors of the Great War. The reason he hates and hunts down the Council, or the Cowards, as he calls them, is simple. They tested their Demonic virus, supposed to give the Angels and edge of the Demons, on his daughter. It did the opposite. Weakened her, and turned her wings black. And when the Demons were at the gate, getting ready to break in, the Council needed a scapegoat. Lucien’s daughter was used. ‘Her wings turned black because she betrayed us and let the monstrosity at the Gate in!’ they claimed. And the other Angels believed them. They executed her without a trial, right in front of a restrained Lucien. Before Lucien could do more than scream, the Demons broke down the gate. In the Chaos, Lucien killed his daughter’s executioner, before being forced to flee with the rest of the Angels to the Surface. There, the Council decided to set themselves up as minor Gods.

Lucien was imprisoned in Onyx as soon as they could come up with an excuse. In this case, he wiped out a small human city fighting a Demon.

In the hundreds of years that followed, Lucien very nearly went insane. Luckily, they let him out before that happened. Hell’s gate was breaking, and they needed everyone who could wield a sword. Even him. To ensure he didn’t do anything stupid, they promised to kill his daughter (or, her reincarnation) if he did anything they didn’t like. That plan was shot, however, when all hell broke loose. Lucien started killing Council members.

This has been going on for two hundred years. There are still more Council members left alive. And even now,he’s being hunted by anyone who wants to make a name for themselves, or punish the Renegade.

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Name: Mary

Alias/Nickname: N/A

Age: Apparent: 18 Actual: 218

Race: Human

Appearance:
Five foot 4 inches, eyes are a solid black orbs. There are various scars over her body, some seeming random, others seeming disturbingly purposeful. Oddly enough, they never go above her collarbone.

Social Status: Apprentice to *insert Merlin’s character’s name here*

Relations: Everyone she knew is dead. She’s currently an apprentice under Lazarus.

General Activity: Study under Lazarus.

Abilities: While this ability is not Mary’s own, it deserves mention. Mary has been bonded with a creature, known as the Abyss. This creature consumes the souls of any Angel, Human, or Demon that dies with in a mile radius of Mary. The radius is increased with each consumption.

Equipment: TBD

Personality: Will Show IC.

Biography:

Before being dragged, kicking and screaming, into a world of Demons and Angels, monsters and magic, Mary was a simple college freshman. She was learning to become a small animal veterinarian. Of course, that all changed when she was kidnapped on her way to visit her parents (divorced, both single). Because Mary had attracted the attention of a Demon Lord known as ‘Sir’, he sent two of those who serve him to capture her and bring her to him. Why she was chosen, she doesn’t know. But that matters little when you’ve been kidnapped by two vampires. When the two got in an argument and subsequent fight, Mary managed to escape.

She ran away, only to run into another vampire, an angel, and a human with a rather nasty sword. Long story short, her captors tried to take her back. They were killed violently by the vampire and the human, much to Mary’s horror. However, she was far from being safe. An ascended werewolf arrived, managed to implant Mary with the Abyss, before being killed by Solus, who had killed the werewolf’s partner and then followed the werewolf.

Longer story short, the Abyss was contained inside of her mind by Solus, at the expense of nearly driving Mary insane and assuredly driving the Abyss insane. Mary was then supposed to leave through a magical portal (Mary in no state of mind to question exactly how that worked), and be relatively safe in Scotland. Only it didn’t work that way. Mary and her protector were separated, her own portal got hijacked, and rather than going to Scotland, she was dumped straight into Sir’s hands.

What followed was two centuries of experimentation, with Mary mercifully comatose and kept alive (if immortal) in a figurative cocoon of spells. During these two centuries, Sir managed to remove the old Abyss (mental trap and all), and add a new one. One more…kind, to it’s host. When Sir decided Mary was ready for ‘field testing’ he released her and woke her up in the ruins of what had been Loom, where she was found by Lazarus, a week ago.

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Name: Luciana

Alias/Nickname: The Last Gatekeeper. Keeper of the Balance.

Age: Apparent: 24 Actual: She was ‘born’ around the same time humans were created.

Race: Gatekeeper.

Appearance:

Human form:



Stands at 5ft 8in, Green eyes.

Demon:



Angel:



She shrinks down to 5ft 3in in this form, with the same colored eyes, with three rings (Grey, Red, and a pearl) on her right hand.

Social Status: Well known to some, unknown to others, hated by some…its complicated.

Relations: Most people who actually knew her are dead. Those who can recognize her may hate her, like her, or not care, depending on their feelings about what she did to the Essence of the World.

General Activity: Explore the world.

Abilities:
General
Form change-Luciana can change between any of her three forms, as it suits her.
Sixth Sense- Luciana can sense humans, chimeras, demons, and angels in a 10 foot radius.
Human

Resilient-She’s more resilient to damage. Things that would kill a normal human being don’t.

Demon

Insubstantial- In this form, Luciana isn’t a single demon, but rather hundreds of thousands of tiny ones, all controlled by a hive mind of glowing blue ones. Her form can change, split into many forms, grow short and squat, or tall and skinny, or make weapons of herself, at her whim.

Sharpen- The demons in an area combine all of their claws and mandibles into something that can actually do damage and be used as a weapon.

Consume- The demons swarm an object, devouring it. Flesh and muscle take seconds, bone takes half a minute, stone takes a minute, steel and above take several minutes to hours, depending on what the substance is.

Angel

Summon- Luciana summons one of three individuals in this form.

Human(grey jewel):

Richard- A human who took the arrival of Demons(two hundred years ago) badly, losing much of his sanity. Richard believes he's on a mission from God to strike down every fiend of Hell he finds. This includes Humans with even a hint of Demonic taint in them. He killed most of the Gospel 'heathens' he finds as well, because they strike down Angels. The Angels being servants of Heaven, and thus, God. He spotted Luciana in her Hellion form, and tried to kill her. Luciana didn't appreciate that, and he didn't seem placated when she turned to her Angel form. However, she didn't want to kill him. Thus, Richard was dominated and captured.

Powers: Despite his madness, Richard does possess real power. It's mostly a magical resistance and a remarkable ability to see through illusions, but he can imbue his shield with 'holy' energy, blocking most magical damage done to it. And, obviously, extended life. He can imbue his limbs with that same energy, making him a match for any Hellion. His weapon is the last thing he imbues, slipping through most magical shielding and armor with ease.

Angel(Pearl):

Ezekiel- Ezekiel was once a loyal Battle Angel to the Council, serving it the best of his ability, even when the Hordes of Hell came to Loom and Angels were dying all around them. He still believed in their leadership, even fighting off the infamous Kinslayer to protect the trio he had attached himself to when Loom fell and they were all scattered. He believed in them even when he threw himself at a Demon had very little chance of beating and surviving. The Council had to survive. So he fought this demon. Nearly died, but he killed it. But the Demon had to get it's last laugh. It cursed him with petrification(much like the human myth Medusa). The Demon died before the curse could be completed, so Ezekiel became a living statue. Without the Council members to guide him(Them having ran far away to survive), he wandered. And he found the Keeper of the Balance. The Council painted her as evil incarnate, so Ezekiel attacked her. Luciana didn't want to waste time killing him, so she dominated and captured him.

Powers: As a living statue, Ezekiel is natural more resistant to damage than others. His strength and speed and flight ability are undiminished as well. However, his repairing as a Battle Angel is slightly...different. Rather than be like most Angels, he has to put together the chunks and pieces of himself he loses. As long as he has pieces of him that are more than just dust, he can put himself back together.

Demon(red jewel)-

Rachel- Rachel came to the Surface after the Gate was so thoughtfully broken down by that mad human, Judas. She just wanted to see what it was like, really. What she found was the structured chaos of humans, sprawling all over the surface of the planet. She just found pure chaos as the forces of Heaven and Hell fought, and Judas made a little army all of his own while another human tried to stop him. She didn't care. What she did care about, however, was all the free meals running about. Humans are such emotional creatures...and when emotions failed, she could always drain their life force. Various emotions powered her spells, and life force was just pure energy. It was a perfect situation for her. Until that inquisitive bitch The Keeper came poking around, finding her in the center of a settlement that seemed to be drained of emotion. Before she could even offer an explanation, Rachel was dominated and trapped in that damn ring.

Powers: As stated above, Rachel feeds on emotions. And, when those are in drained, the life force of whatever her tendrils are touching. She can drain someone's anger, lust, hate, happiness, whatever the emotion is, she can make it disappear, consuming it. When she has turned her victims into emotional husks, she wraps a tendril around them, draining them into literal husks. She uses the emotions to power her spells. Naturally,different emotions power different spells. Anger, for example, powers offensive spells, while Love powers defensive spells. Her tendrils can be used as weapons, in a pinch, and if she has enough time she can drain the life force from someone. If they're unsuspecting..or just don't care.

Equipment: Her twelve string silver harp which has only five actual magical abilities.
Shockwave: By dragging her fingers across the strings, Luciana can send out a shockwave to send anyone too close flying back. Dissipates after 6 feet.
Shield: By playing this tune, Luciana creates a magical shield. By slightly changing the tune she can change it’s form. Dome, small shield, large, etc. The longer she plays the stronger it gets.
Calm: By playing this tune, anyone who hears it loses any aggressive emotion. And calms down. Of course, the emotions could come straight back when they can’t hear it anymore.
Combine: Luciana creates a golem to fight for her out of whatever materials happen to be around. Earth, water, cars, trash cans. Whatever works.

Heal: Luciana plays this tune, and can heal wounds. Obviously, the worse the wounds, the longer she plays.

Personality: Will show IC

Biography:

Luciana knows five things about herself. 1. Her name is Luciana. 2,3,4. She should be dead. Once for each form. 5. She can play a harp she’s never seen before remarkably well.

Other than that, all Luciana knows about herself is waking up in the ruins of a city, all but a few memories gone.

Now, while Luciana knows almost nothing about herself, the rest of the world knows quite a bit. She was the Gatekeeper for the humans, one of three powerful individuals, tasked with keeping the Essence of the World safe, and keeping the worlds from intermingling. Obviously, during the first Great War, that failed, as Heaven’s Gatekeeper was killed, and the Angels were forced to live in the Surface. Luciana tried to force them back into Heaven for years, attempting to restore balance. She failed in that too.

Things only got worse when Judas got his hands on the Essence of the world. Thus, Luciana was forced to fight against increasingly impossible odds, to try and get to the Essence before someone as bad as or worse(if that was even possible) than Judas got their hands on it. The war happened. Hundreds of thousands died. Luciana kept pushing. Eventually, they reached Judas, and killed him. Unfortunately, the Essence was corrupted by Judas’ constant meddling and foul presence. Any hope of returning the worlds to what they had been was gone. But, she could create a new balance. Give humanity a bigger fighting chance in what was to follow. Luciana convinced the Essence to disperse, but not without a cost. The Essence was made from the essences of two Gatekeepers. A third was needed to give it enough power to disperse. Her race wasn’t needed anymore. She was a relic of an old, dead Era. So she did what was needed. She sacrificed herself and helped uplift humanity. That was two hundred years ago. She’s supposed to be dead and gone, forgotten.

Someone brought her back.