At first there was nothing but a dark empty void.. A space deprived of an essence where neither light nor darkness were absolute, where the concepts of good and evil were just as ghostly as morning fog reaching everywhere and nowhere at the same time. A space where even life and death themselves held no meaning as there was nothing to be alive or dead.

And then there was a spark. As the non-existent and the existent whirled and whirled around each other for what seemed like an eternity there came a point where they stretched out, distanced themselves and eventually... parted. A line was drawn between them at that moment and in that line the first creation was born – Aaurus, the Origin. He who would later be called God, the Creator of All.

And create he did, because he had the entire void in his hand, a space so full of paradoxes that only needed to be separated and shaped into existence. He created lands, oceans, light and darkness, life and death.

And then he created angels and he created demons – beings selfless and beings selfish. To each a home – one soaring high up in the cold sky, and one deep, deep inside the warmth of dirt.

Yet, even if he was the first Creator, he wasn't the only one. Life itself started recreating itself and with it death naturally followed. The beings alive gave birth to happiness, sadness, love, hate, and above all – meaning. And for meaning they fought.

The Origin observed the tiny creatures as they loved and hated each other, as they fought and attracted death upon each other, and he failed to understand them. His own core was that of the void - it was deprived of emotion and as such what he saw puzzled him for the first time in his existence.

As he watched and watched and watched there was one thing that he thought he finally started to understand, and that thing was what was called “intention”. It seemed that the newborn creatures had something he lacked and Aaurus was curious to understand what it was.

What he did next changed him forever. He focused his gaze on one being, one demon, called Lucy and his gaze never left her. As he watched on her endless cycle of life and death he understood that there was only one way to understand Life’s creations and it was to merge with them. Instead of separating this time he did what the void had once done and merged his existence with that of Lucy. He gave away half of what he had been to her and acquired half of what she had been. The two beings had formed an union and they celebrated it with the creation of a new race – the humans.

Those would be the true divine offspring, combining within themselves everything good and evil at the same time. They would be set on the Surface, the no-man’s land that appeared between Heaven and Hell, a truly marvelous place that neither demon nor angel could truly appreciate. With that final creation Aaurus and Lucy reached an agreement - they had interfered enough.

Five Thousand years ago, the first great war was fought between Angels and Demons. Through the machinations of one Demon Lord simply known as “The Fleshshaper” Heaven's Gate was destroyed and Heaven itself was ravaged and burned to ash, with only a few ruins now standing. Lacking a home, the Angels migrated to the Progaia, more commonly known as the Surface world; home to Humanity. As the Angels mingled with Humanity and bred with them, classes of distinct Angels were being formed as Human blood began to mix in. Still they all served the Angelic Council, the ruling body of Heaven that slowly came to dominate the Surface world in the city of Loom and regarded humanity not as equals. But as a little sibling that needed to always be protected and guided.

This mixing of essence between Humanity and Angels caused an imbalance in the world. An imbalance that was causing the last Gate; Hell's Gate to crack and weaken and its Gatekeeper, Melody could only watch as the Gate crumbled.

Furthermore, the weakening of the Gate caused Demons to slip through and slowly begin to wreck chaos throughout the surface world, mixing in their influence and essence with that of Humans and those who gave in to the temptations of Demons would gain access to a number of powers and abilities. Which caused Hell's Gate to only weaken due to further imbalance.

Within the Shadows of the conflicts that were emerging was a Human spirit, Judas Iscariot, an enigma of Humanity that was damned to Hell for all eternity well over five thousand years ago for the Murder of his King, whom Heaven loved more than any other. Judas was soon forgotten and used that to his advantage. Paranoid and Psychotic, Judas Iscariot believed the citizens of Hell and Heaven to be Heathens to the Gods, and schemed a plan of Genocide in order to wipe them all off and claim the world for Humanity.

He seeped his Essence into the first cracks of Hell's Gate and slowly eroded it from within. Making it even more fragile than it appeared. He would destroy the Gates of Hell with a sword he stole which contained the “Essence of the World” and watch as the remaining Angels and Demons killed each other in the Second Great War.

His plan so far has worked, the world is in ruin and what remains of the Angelic Council has lost its grip on power as it focuses more and more on fighting the forces of Hell. Judas Iscariot, now free from his confines in Hell has returned fully to the Surface world and founded his own small country: The Kingdom of the Gospel. Technologically advanced and with a highly skilled military due to a good portion of the Military defecting to him. He strives towards a world derived of all Angels, Demons and anything in between. Believing Humanity to be the only race deserving of inheriting the world.

To counteract Gospel's spread, a faction simply called Omnity was established by Judas's once King and former friend, Jesu Cristo. His spirit residing in Heaven even after its Fall. When Hell's gate finally collapsed, he came to the Surface world and created Omnity, a faction that strives for co-existence and peace within the three races. But are heavily outmatched at the moment due to Gospel's military skills and higher recruitment rates.

The second great war has just begun. But as the weakened remnants of the Angelic Council fight off the Demonic hordes of Hell, Humanity has stepped into the ring, fighting not only the influence of the Divine and the Hellspawn, but themselves as well. Only time will tell who and what will emerge victorious.

Formed a year ago by a seven thousand year old spirit named Judas Iscariot, whose own psychotic Paranoia and hatred of Angels and Demons is the main ideology behind his newly formed country. Large portions of the former military defected to him, giving him untold amounts of Military technology including, but not limited to Artillery, attack helicopters and Anti-air. His military is equipped with state of the art infantry weapons and have been trained and adapted to combat Demons and Angels.

The Kingdom of the Gospel is friend to no one other than Mankind. Angels, Demons, “Tainted” Humans and even Humans who do not agree with their views are to be terminated on the spot. Purging the world of inferior beings who threatened Humanity's very existence in their eyes.

Judas at first had to rely on his powerful mind dominating tactics as the foundation of his country. But quickly more and more people began to recruit voluntarily, and now its to the point where recruits are pouring into the flourishing country. The Angels mistreatment and sense of superiority over Humanity has come back to haunt them. As many believe Angels as a race are not to be trusted and are bitter over the Angelic domination of their species.

But The Gospel has far more than a strong Military and a large source of manpower to back it up. They have something far worse:

The Gate-Killers

A creation by Judas, a spiritual enigma himself. He concocted a way to fracture the soul of the recently deceased. So while most of it ends up in the void, a small portion of it now remains bound to the corpse that still decomposes until its just a skeleton. It's fitted with a combat body suit and advanced military hardware and is the elite of the elite of the Gospel Military. Their strength and agility easily matches that of an Angel or Demon, their reflexes are nigh perfect and they are not hindered by pain due to their skeletal forms, and most dangerous of all; their teamwork. Gate-killers go in groups of five and are in perfect sync with one another. Being able to bring down targets and break defensive lines effectively and efficiently. They cannot speak to others and they can only talk to each other through clicks that resound from their skulls. But they can understand others and are capable of reading and writing. Though they rarely communicate with Humans in any manner.

Gate-Killers are used in highly intense combat zones and to find and locate valuable targets within the Angelic and Demonic community such as Archangels and Demon Lords and kill them. To give you an idea of their power, three groups of Gate-killers could easily take down an Archangel, a powerful being in of itself. If one sees a group of Gate-Killers, it is best to avoid them at all costs.

Formed shortly after the Kingdom of the Gospel in response to its Xenophobic dogma. Led by another Human spirit, Jesu Cristo, a legendary figure in human history and is known as “The King of Kings”. Omnity believes in co-existence between the three races and accepts anyone under its wing, offering them protection. However, they lack the advanced military hardware that Gospel has obtained and is playing a strictly defensive game of warfare right now, currently lacking the capabilities to amount an effective assault against Gospel forces.

Omnity is also fighting an uphill battle in terms of recruitment. The majority of humans are flocking to Gospel due to immense distrust of Angels and their previous treatment of Humanity and their world. With many seeing Omnity's ideals as either naive, or dishonest. This has resulted in a drastic difference in Manpower with Omnity struggling to convince people that the Angels and Demons can live with them in peace.

But all is not lost. Omnity has control over two major cities in the region (as compared to Gospel's one) and they have begun to receive support from outside groups that for now, will stay in the shadows. This is resulting in more advanced military equipment and a financial support meant to help the local economies when struggling. Omnity also has their own semi-official crack group of combat specialists:

The Runners

Though nowhere near as powerful as Gate-killers, the Runners specialize more in reconnaissance and scouting than military operations. They are called Runners due to their speed and constantly needing to be on the move. They do not live inside cities, but the few who live out in the wilderness are hardened survivors and scavengers. They return to the Omnity cities only once every few weeks to report any new acquired information. Since the Cities are isolated due to the many dangers in the wilderness and on the roads, the Runners are one of the few sources of news of the outside world.

Runners, unlike Gate-killers, usually operate alone and tend to be categorized as intensely anti-social and having severe trust issues due to the extreme living conditions which they voluntary put themselves through for various reasons. And although their strength absolutely pales in comparison to Gate-killers, they are still incredibly dangerous to fight. They will not attack on sight and, for the most part, are not hostile towards most people. But their knowledge of the land, considerable combat capabilities, and a knack for survival in the most dangerous of environments makes them a tough foe should you ever be unfortunate (and stupid) enough to take one on.

The City of Loom was the main setting for Season 1. A large city located near the ocean, it is now unfortunately a shell of its former self. Judas Iscariot destroyed the urban center a year ago during his rise to power. Flattening the center of the city. To make matters worse, the center of the city is now where the Angels and Demons tend to fight, causing catastrophic damage that makes the region impossible to live in. Instead, the struggling residents live out the outskirts of the City. With no Government to keep order. Life in Loom is hard with food and water scarce, and people will often fight each other over them. Many Residents desire to move towards the more prosperous cities. But travel is near suicide without a a fast mode of transportation. As the wilderness is riddled with Bandits, rogue angels and Demons and other unknown horrors.

Also in the City are small footholds of the two main factions. The Kingdom of the Gospel and Omnity. Since fighting for control of the city is pointless due to the damage and the constant warring between Demons and Angels. Both factions recruit residents into joining their forces with promises of safe passage to their own cities. Despite the presence of both factions in the area. This city is considered neutral territory for all and is the one place where everyone can enter or leave.

Omnity's open door policy to all the races had the effect of certain...shady types entering Omnity's capital and choosing to reside there and risked causing problems. Not wanting to openly expel them and look hypocritical. Jesu decided to “adopt” the city of Kenan under the wing of Omnity.

Directly north of Loom, Kenan is the night life of the region with bright lights, casinos, strip clubs, bars, and brothels littered all over the strip. Most of the control of the City is handled by a small handful of large casino owners that keep the City economically prosperous and only answer to Jesu, who is wise enough not to strain their relationship by interfering with their somewhat complex local affairs.

The Casino owners are still economic rivals and have underlings from all three races engage in various activities in an attempt to undermine the business practices of the others in order to increase their own profits. This ranges from a wide variety of things, from stealing, vandalism, fixing games, to hits on semi-important figures in their line of work. However, it must be stated that the violence and murders that goes on is behind closed doors and out of the public eye for the most part. Even though the populace knows what is going on in dark alleyways and abandoned warehouses, its better than it being on the streets in front of the populace Because if it was, Jesu would not tolerate it and slam his considerable might down upon the owners.

Despite economic rivalries between the various Casino owners, all of them are rather amicable towards each other and would never risk trying to undermine each other politically. Knowing that it would be the death of their city. All of them have equal political power and contribute to the city in terms of defense and various public services. The City has capable defenses mainly due to the fact that it has all three races in their services and utilizes their unique abilities to maximize the city guard's effectiveness. And also provides a environment for the more nefarious Demons and Humans alike to put to use their various...skills.

Even further north of Loom and Kenan, the Capital of Omnity is home to Jesu Cristo, a seven thousand year old human spirit known as “the King of Kings”. The city has many natural barriers that prevents an easy invasion, such as mountains and a large river. Despite being the capital of Omnity, the city looks rather humble from the outside. With there being very few skyscrapers and looking far more serene and clean than all the other cities.

All the races are welcome to Koa as residents and to contribute to the cause of co-operation and peace between all three races. With Angels, Demons and Humans contributing to the local work force and over military. The city is guarded well, with Runners constantly patrolling the mountains and river unseen. And the powerful Angels and Demons within can fight back any intrusions that manage to get into the City. And of course, there is Jesu himself. A powerhouse of a figure in his own right.

The Capital of The Kingdom of the Gospel, which lies northwest of Loom. The Largest of the cities with the most urban development. It is also a fortress, with Gate-Killers always on reserve in case a threat decides to teleport in their city (few have tried and the results were... messy). The city also has a huge arsenal of weaponry to fight off any outside attackers.

The City otherwise is very controlled. No one is to leave or enter the City without permissions of the higher ups and guards are always patrolling the streets. Despite this, the average citizen's life is rather good. The city has no problem providing food and shelter to its inhabitants and its local economy is stronger than the other three cities, which is how it is able to produce such an expansive war machine. Plus due to the constant flow of new people, the city is always expanding to make room for the influxes of new people.

Take note that this is one of the hardest cities to enter, as any Demon or Angel near the City will either be chased off or more likely killed. Humans who enter the City are usually not going to come back out any time soon. Which means foreigner's idea of the City is rather limited, other than it is very large and very dangerous.

Update -- April 1st 2014: Added a link to the OOC on the site.
Update -- April 3rd 2014: Added Lycanthropy information to the Playable Races page. Also updated the Credits page.
Update -- April 16th 2014: First eight characters added to the site as well as to the Character Roster. Also edited the Roster itself so that all accepted characters and Players are listed. Sheets will be added either later on tonight or tomorrow.

It may not look like much, but it quite the work of art, a perfect example human engineering, and a bit of magic. The "Maledictory" Eagle is a weapon of dark power, forged by necromancers, for necromancers. It's standard firing mode fires silver .50 AE ammunition with enough power to almost knock a human's head right off its shoulders, while its more interesting, secondary firing mode, fires a magical round that does devastating amounts of damage, and upon hitting something, like a wall for example, creates an high explosive upside down crucifix effect, which leaves behind traces of the users blood. Though this firing mode saps Solus' life force (his blood to be more specific) in order to create the special rounds. The gun has a box magazine of 7 rounds.

This beretta isn't exactly special like the Maledictory Eagle, as this weapon is as standard as they come. It can fire in full auto, and 3 round bursts, has a firing rate of 1100 rounds per minute and is fitted with a 30 round box magazine filled with 9x19mm Parabellum silver bullets.

The Sledgehammer is a dual-barrel shotgun that can be fired single handed, and fires .410 buckshot filled with silver pellets. Both barrels can be fired simultaneously, or individually.

This weapon is not only ridiculous in its appearance, but also in its sheer firepower. With all the barrels fired at once this beast can detach a human torso right off the pelvis. It also, like the Sledgehammer, takes .410 buckshot rounds, and can fire one barrel, two, and even four simultaneously. It has also be fitted with an enchantment that turns the fired pellets into superheated, molten metal shards that dismember demons, as well as setting them ablaze.

SOLUS DOES NOT OWN THIS WEAPON YET

The XM109 is an anti-material rifle designed to be used against light armoured vehicles. It is chambered with a 25x59mm cartridge and has a maximum range of 3,600 meters (2.2 miles). Its feeding system consists of a 5-round detachable box magazine and the standard weapon weights 15.1 kilograms. Solus intends to get it fitted with a Mass Mod to decrease it’s weight as well as modify the weapon with motors and gears to create a “storage mode” where the weapon collapses into a more manageable size for transportation. He also fitted the weapon with 25mm High Explosive ammunition, for the one shot kill effect against tougher demons.

The G36k is an assault rifle fitted with a 5.56x45mm NATO cartridge and a gas-operated receiver, with ZF 3x4º Dual Optical Sight, AG36 40mm Grenade Launcher and a Beta-C Drum Magazine that houses 100 rounds of ammunition. The original ammunition has been replaced with 5.56x45mm Ultraviolet cartridges, a new type of demon killing ammo that Solus discovered in possession of a mysterious organization called “the Illuminati”, who made their appearance a year ago during the “Loom Calamity”.

SOLUS DOES NOT OWN THIS WEAPON YET

Weighing in at 92 kilograms, or 202 pounds, this hydraulically driven monster fires 20mm ammunition at 6600 rounds per minute with a muzzle velocity of 1050 meters per second, or 3450 feet per second. With its massive fully loaded ammo drum and power supply, it weights as much as a small car, and has the recoil of a jackhammer. Like with the Payload Rifle, Solus intends to drastically decrease its weight and recoil with a Hex-Tech enchantment to make it more manageable to carry and fire, but even with the enchantment, it will still weight too much to carry alongside other weapons except for a side arm.

SOLUS DOES NOT OWN THIS WEAPON YET

A highly advanced Hex-Tech Vibroblade and the only one of its kind, it’s a weapon built to make clean cuts through even the toughest armour time and time again. The blade of the sword itself is a 16th century ceremonial Muramasa blade, made of reinforced steel and gold plating along the surface. The pommel and hilt are a Hex-Tech modification that causes the blade to micro-vibrate at an extremely high frequency through the use of an elemental enchantment, causing that bright green glow and the arching lightning beams along the blade.

Its sheath is a modified M4A1 Assault Rifle Receiver that functions as a quick draw mechanism. Pulling the trigger will fire an explosive charge that blasts the blade out of the sheath and into Solus’ sword hand, making his draws blindingly fast.

A black hulk of a Ford Mustang Boss that is covered in 3 inches of steel and two M134 Vulcan Miniguns on the hood, and another one right beside the left headlight, emplaced under the hood next to the engine, this monster can out run anything with its V12 engine, hitting 180 miles per hour on straights. Though due to its weight and armour, it turns like a school bus, and Solus is forced to use the handbrake to drift it around corners far more often than he should.

A 3 story art-deco mansion hidden in the high ranges of Mt. Jigger, an hour and a half away from the outskirts of Loom, acts as Solus’ safehouse. It is virtually impossible to find, and the way to it is riddled with magical traps and shadowy monsters. It’s almost like a powerful necromancer’s lair in story books. Hidden from the public eye.

In the basement of the House of Grim lays a vault, a vault filled with wonder and death. No one but Solus and his apprentice, Ralice, know what’s in there. And there is no visible way to open it…

Name: Domino Black
Age: 25
Appearance: <See above picture>

Social Status: Well-known and well-liked for his reliability, but he is extremely poor and hungry all the time.
Relations: No family or friends except his Guardian Angel, Fang. He is on good terms with various businesspeople around town, but they wouldn't be 'friends' per se.
General Activity: When he is on a case, he spends a large amount of time pursuing and analyzing leads. Off the job, Domino is usually tidying the office (which is also his house.)

Abilities: Domino isn't a magic user by any means, but his link with Fang allows him a very limited means of telepathic communication with her. It's not often used in favour of actually speaking with each other, but if Domino's life is in immediate danger (and only when he is in immediate danger,) he can 'summon' her to him from almost any place (unless she is somehow detained or prevented from getting to him, she can teleport to his side. See her CS for more details.)

Equipment: At his office, Domino has access to a large stash of weapons owned by Fang, a safe full of his meager life savings, and a rather plain two-seat Coupe that he drives everywhere. It isn't on purpose, but thanks to Fang's forgetful nature, there is usually at least two or three various guns kicking around in the car.

Personality: Domino is a cynic and a Deadpan Snarker at all times, with no exception. No matter how tragic or uplifting the situation, Domino will always be there to level the playing field. He loves to single out bad ideas and poke fun at people who are overly dramatic, including himself when the mood takes him. He gets along well with the lower class working stiffs of the world, but can easily get under the skin of important people.

His other passion is cleanliness, and to that end, he is almost completely obsessive. He can't abide dust on his desk, stains on his clothes, or bits of mold growing anywhere near him. It's not uncommon for him to have a brush, rags, and spray cleaner in the trunk of his car 'for emergencies.' This is the only time that he gets overly involved in anything, and it isn't too far off from being described as 'mania.'

Biography: Domino's first brush with demons came when he was just a small child. After wandering out past the outskirts of Kenan, he was assaulted by a rabid Surface Demon, hungry for any essence he could find. Domino ran, but the demon was able to quickly overtake him. Thankfully, the demon was shot dead before the child was hurt. A passing guard had found them, led to the scene by a small winged girl. That young girl was Fang, the Guardian-Angel-In-Training who was to be assigned to Domino himself.

That day was a defining moment for the both of them, and the two of them were together from then on, when Fang was not in training. Domino grew older, and, lacking a job or any real work ethic, started to take on random favours for all sorts of people. He became a sort of odd-job gopher, mostly for people who worked in the casinoes that made the city famous. He would gather information, talk to people, retrieve money, and deliver things as needed. Like this, he build up reliability, and he was able to borrow money to move out on his own and start a Private Investigations business. He is particularly interested in cases involving angels and demons, and uses his wide range of contacts to perform any job that he accepts, no matter the cost to himself, or even if he's getting paid.

Though he runs his own business (named "Neo-Noir Investigations,") and owns the building he lives and works out of (it was eventually gifted to him by a benefactor) he almost never has any spare change, and usually ends up eating instant ramen for every meal.

Name: Fang (no surname)
Alias/Nickname: When on 'missions' she usually demands to be called "Lone Wolf," but nobody actually does this because she works with a partner and it makes no sense.
Age: 25, the same age as Domino.
Appearance: <See above picture.> Fang's wings are fairly small and plain, and she usually keeps them hidden, but she can fly when she has to. They are a pale grey colour, very close to white, but are otherwise unremarkable.

Social Status: Fang is a pure angel, trained in her specific class, which makes her fairly high on the angelic hierarchy, but she is not well-regarded at all by her peers. Her obsession with human culture and her lackadaisical personality tends to get on everybody's nerves, and most consider her to be way more human than she is an angel.
Relations: None in particular other than her charge, Domino.
General Activity: Anything to pass the day by. She loves most facets of human culture that she can sink her teeth into, and most would consider her an 'otaku.' She loves manga, anime, airsoft, and music the most, and she's usually goofing off within the realms of one of these hobbies.

Abilities: Fang is a Guardian Angel, and she possesses magic related to that task. She can cast basic shielding and defensive magic, although rather than training this, she instead spends most of her talent developing her skill with guns and other weapons, and these skills are more potent than her rather weak magic.

Her most unique ability, however, is her ability to transport to Domino's side, under a few restrictions. Domino has to be in immediate and potentially fatal danger, in which case he calls out to her telepathically. If she chooses to warp to his side, the essence which is usually dedicated to absorbing damage from him instead allows her to jump immediately to his side. This means that she can no longer take damage for him and has to actively stop whatever is threatening him, or else risk his death.

Equipment: Fang possesses a fairly impressive collection of various firearms, ranging from pistols and small arms like Mac-10s to AK-47s, and it's even rumored that her secret weapon is a black market grenade launcher, though nobody has ever seen it. She is able to get a wide range of guns through Domino's 'business partners' (as a substitute for cash payment, or in lieu of a bribe) and this is usually the reason why the two of them have no money for food.

Her most prized weapons, that she always carries, are a pair of Taurus 410 'Judge' shotshell revolvers. These weapons are extremely powerful at close range, and she shamelessly uses her angelic strength to dual-wield the pair of them frequently, because doing so is way more flashy and exciting.

Personality: For an angel (and really for anyone) Fang has a terrible personality. She is childish, easily distracted, and totally lacks work ethic or focus. She can dive for hours on end into a movie or a military simulation, but has difficulty holding a serious conversation for too long. Though she is fairly intelligent and knows a lot of things, it's easy to assume that she's a complete moron, due to her inability to grasp complex concepts, and her general air of cluelessness, but people are frequently surprised by the fact that she actually knows things sometimes.

Biography: Fang was raised much like any angel, though she was always fairly aloof about her lessons and lectures. However, at the age of thirteen, she was on a short trip to Kenan, where she felt a cry for help coming from a human close by. Panicked, she ran off in that direction and called for a soldier to help her. After killing the demon that was attacking the young boy, the incident was reported to the council, who made the decision to instate her as the boy's Guardian Angel (since they thought she didn't have much talent for anything else.) Three years of training later and she became his fully-fledged Guardian.

The last nine years of her life were spent helping Domino out however she could, and keeping him safe whenever he engaged in more dangerous work. When he moved into the Neo-Noir (shortened to NN or NNI) she moved in with him, and they've lived together ever since. She vaguely knows that Domino sometimes interacts with demons, and disapproves of this greatly, but as far as she knows, it isn't often enough to worry about.

Zi Wallace

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Name: Zi Wallace
Alias/Nickname: People at the bar she works at occasionally call her Spike. Zi often thinks of herself as “Splinter” but rarely shares that with anyone.
Species: Human
Age: 25

Appearance: Zi stands at a height of 1.67m, and weighs about 50kg.
Her waist-long hair is still one of her most praised possessions, even if it has paled to an alabaster colour, and Zi refuses to give up on it, even if it may occasionally hinder her in battle. In an attempt to minimize the risk of that, and despite herself, she often keeps it restrained in a tail, braid or bob whenever she expects a physical conflict. And that is almost all the time. Zi's eyes have also changed significantly, and now shine in teal which promptly stands out in comparison to her pale locks. They are bright enough to seem almost artificial, appearing to hold two layers of colour on top of each other rather than just a single one.

Despite her lean look, Zi's body is well toned due to her prolonged physical training. Covering it are light clothes, most often in green, navy, black or white, that would make her indistinguishable in a crowd of humans. She doesn’t often wear armor as it would only tire her out further, but when she does it’s usually a simple layer of hard leather underneath her regular clothes. Those vary widely but largely consist of attractive flowing light fabrics such as silk and cotton that serve to both help her blend in her line of work and hide her weapons. When she’s not working, however, she prefers a more practical attire of jeans, linen or shorts.

Social Status: Low. She currently focuses on working at a local bar, the Rabid Dog, tries to stay under the radar of any major factions and is only really familiar with the people in her workplace.

Relations: Peter and Emily Wallace are the people who gave birth to Zi’s body and part of her soul. As such they have stayed in touch with their daughter until 2 months ago when their daughter suddenly distanced herself and stopped answering her phone after their bizarre last conversation was carried out. Living in Koa they have no current means of reaching their daughter and only rely on rumors on her whereabouts and wellbeing.

She is somewhat familiar with the people she works with at the Rabid Dog but not especially close to them.

Zi considers Hazumi’s acquaintances Lucien and Azel to be something akin to friends, even though she has yet to meet them for herself.

General Activity: Zi spends her days wandering and exploring the city of Kenan and most of her nights working as a peculiar type of bouncer. She doesn’t roam the streets after nightfall, however, and should she still be out by dusk, will find shelter in almost any bright facility in her nearest proximity.

Abilities:
Zi’s first and foremost advantage is her ability to see essence. Having been a part of the Essence of the World she awoke with the innate ability to sense and see any form or essence despite its size or age. From the whole ones of living or recently deceased, to pieces, still residing recently shed blood or tears. While some are harder to spot than others, the easiest to spot are the bright deposits that build up over time, like the essences of Heaven and Hell that were spilled over the Surface with the break of the gates. Additionally to seeing, Zi can extract, catch, hold and combine fragments of stray essence and manipulate it for her own goals.

The uses of those chimerical creations are limited in the physical sense. Not completely spiritual, their shape and density varies and while some can be thin and ethereal as air, others can be dense and thick as water or mud. As a shield they could provide a weak and temporary way of hindering one’s movements or dulling one’s weapons. Offensively, they become more useful and can be used as an invisible extension of a cutting edge or a coating for weapons, temporarily endowing them with properties that the original owner of the essence possessed. Zi is still exploring the various ways she can utilize her abilities for maximum efficiency.

The essence creations’ most useful property lies within their transparency and general invisibility. That is caused largely by their uncommon nature that makes them hard to spot even for creatures used to feeling essence like vampires and werewolves. As such, they serve as many eyes and ears for Zi ready to alert her of almost any danger approaching her, much like a sixth sense. She can also control and use them to gain information about many distant locations, and often ones she couldn’t physically visit.
However, despite their usefulness and Zi’s natural skill at controlling them, essence creations are, in general, unstable works. The particles are constantly being pulled in by the Void that waits to consume and recycle them and pinning them down to the Surface requires, if not always conscious effort and concentration, then at least enough energy and will on Zi’s part. Respectively their existence only lasts as long as Zi is conscious and capable of holding the different particles together. Furthermore, should she become fatigued or even fall asleep, the essence cycle takes its natural course and all collected essence rejoins the Void. The only way to stop that from happening is through trapping said essence particles in a physical object of demonic origin, naturally evolved to contain and store it.

When it comes to physical abilities, Zi’s body is sadly not as capable as she’d wish it was. While her soul still remembers parts of its past existence, thus making her more agile and faster than the average human, she could easily be outmatched by almost any demon or angel, surface or not. As such, Zi was forced to adopt the idea of using weapons for both combat and self-protection.

Equipment: Her weapon of choice is a sidesword, one she almost always keeps strapped to her belt and backed-up by a twin at her other hip. She can use either with equal ease as she’s trained both her hands to be used to the movements required to assure her safety or victory. Accompanying the swords is a gun, one she still struggles to master completely.

Personality:
At a glance, Zi appears positive and easy-going. She seems to enjoy and truly appreciate simple things, even trivial ones, much like a child that gets to explore the world for the first time in their life. She likes to indulge in fashion, TV and books and especially appreciates music and dancing. Thus she could often be seen attending various events hosting those arts, from bars and clubs to symphony orchestras and balls.

However, parallel to Zi’s light-hearted demeanor lies a much more serious one that often surfaces whenever it is needed, and sometimes when it isn’t. She then becomes extremely serious and stoic, all happiness draining from her features, leaving behind pure facts and dry resolve. This most often happens whenever she’s threatened or is forced to think about the past, present and future.

Her attitude towards people also varies greatly. While she can come to instantly like some and be very caring, protective and helpful towards them, she can also be extremely judgmental and hostile to others. Her reasons for liking or disliking someone often remain a mystery and her opinion is generally hard to sway once it’s formed. This might be due to the constant conflict between her desire to meet various new people and the paranoia and trust issues that plague her heart all the same.

Biography:
The story of Zi’s origin started a long time ago and can probably be traced back to the end of the First Great War when the Fleshshaper first started his experiments on creating a creature to transcend the ones created by the Gods. By mixing various Essences and using former Gatekeeper Chime’s heart as a solder he managed to create what was later called Hazumi and considered the Essence of the World – a being combining all demon, human and angelic knowledge and skill but possessing no real personality of her own.

Zi’s existence began a mere year ago when the Essence took on the shape of a sword, calling for a wielder. It was then that the Original angel Lucien managed to force the Sword into a scabbard against its will to be used. As a result a shard of the Essence broke off and seemed to vanish into thin air. However, this remaining piece of conscience didn’t disappear. Instead it found a human host to latch into and grow over the coming year. That was a slow process that seemed to end 10 months after the accident when Zi opened her eyes, conscious of herself as a single being. Although she shares most of her physical features with the former human Iris Wallace and most memories with Hazumi, Zi feels as a being of her own that only just came into existence. The past of her former selves exists in her merely as a hazy feelings and memories, as the odd stranger recognizing a familiar face. Still, at present, Zi still shares a connection to the Essence and can hear and feel its presence and condition.

Zi’s past, even if it wasn’t entirely her own, has left a mark on her. It’s most noticeable whenever she’s out during the night. That’s when her motions become jerky and abrupt and her eyes endlessly scan the surroundings in a paranoid fashion. Her past as an invincible and proud creature and her fall from that position has broken a part of her that will likely never heal, leaving her to feel vulnerable and weak in a world what should have, and could well still crush her. While Zi is aware of her paranoia and usually manages to keep it in check, it often escalates as the sun starts dropping and reaches it’s peak shortly before she has to succumb to sleep. It’s then that she tries to find solace in clutching onto stuffed animals and surrounding herself in flickering lights.

Darren Winsor

Name: Darren Winsor
Alias/Nickname: Loom’s Weather Angel
Age: 26
Race: Angel

Appearance: Darren is 1.90m tall and as fit as one can be without actually working out. He loves eating sweet stuff but one wouldn’t be able to tell my looking at him alone. He wears a variety of clothes and styles, depending on the occasion and is most often seen in a stylish smart casual outfit of some sort. He loves blazers and scarves and formal shoes. He has black hair and grey eyes but there is something peculiar about those eyes. The more elemental essence is building up in him the more the pupil pales until it becomes mirror-white shortly before the essence explodes out of him. Few have been unfortunate enough to see that but it’s one of the well-known instructions of the Council to avoid angels with pale pupils.

Darren’s wings are a mild pigeon-grey colour that gradually lightens at the tips. They have a falcon shape in flight and are rather on the large side with their 4 meter span. That means he can travel very far and quite fast but is at the risk of breaking one should he attempt to land in a narrow alley. He generally prefers walking everywhere he goes around the city so he always makes sure his shoes are not only good-looking, but comfortable as well.

Social Status: Darren can’t be bothered with the angel hierarchy and couldn’t even care if the Council exists or doesn’t. He takes no sides other than his own and to some extent, that of his loved ones. He’s respected, if not feared, but he would have no way of knowing as he doesn’t keep in touch with the angel community.
He’s not entirely certain what the human inhabitants of the city think of him either and if they even recognize who he is. All he knows is which places serve him and which don’t and that’s good enough for him.

Relations: His human family – Angelica and Peter Winsor and his (ex)girlfriend – Lim Morrow.

General Activity: Wanders or idles around the city of Loom. If he’s not going anywhere in particular he looks like he’s got all the time in the world.

Abilities: As a Weather angel, Darren’s body and soul are connected to the nature of the region of Loom. The center of his power lies in the center of the city itself and stretches out to cover the town of Thorpe and a few miles of the aquatory off the shore of Loom. While this means that he has almost complete control over the weather of the region (by angel standard), it also means that he is incapable of travelling too far off his realm without severe consequences. On the up-side, in his own territory he is perfectly capable of sensing any upcoming “disaster” and seeing the flows of essence running through his city.

Being linked to nature and the essence of a region has a variety of implications, the first and foremost of which being the capability of influencing the natural forces of the given region. As its master Darren can direct most of those forces, even though he can’t completely tame them. Most commonly his task consists of bending the weather in a way that prevents it from destroying major buildings or killing major figures by accident. Darren can easily move a storm from one city district to another, catch lightning or turn the flow of the wind passing through his lands. However, only because he can doesn’t necessarily mean that he will. Despite being bestowed with the power to operate the natural forces, the saying “let nature take its course” is too good a description of most Weather angels’ mindset and Darren is no exception. While he has often prevented lightning from hitting the Council headquarters, he has more often waved it off to other nearby buildings than stopped it completely, which is something he’s also capable of doing.

By allowing a lightning to hit his own body or standing in the middle of an upcoming earthquake, Darren is able to actually absorb the natural occurrence and store it. As such he can then choose another place and time to unleash it. That can be a formidable offensive skill as hardly any creature, be it angel, human or demon, can survive a direct hit by a lightning or being stuck in the middle of a tornado. The prospect of that happening usually keeps any aggressor at a distance and assures a politically peaceful (and boring) life for Weather angels. By extension that usually makes them relatively mild-natured, if not overly passive.

Still, there’s a limit to any Weather angel’s power, no matter how wide their influence spreads. As their abilities come from being linked to nature they not only allow the angel to influence nature, but vice versa as well. Sure, they can channel and bend it, but completely overthrowing it is simply impossible. That becomes most apparent when a big disaster, like a major earthquake or a flood, is about to happen. The lesson to not even try has been learnt at the cost of many lives as more than one angel has lost its life being ripped to shreds by a force far outmatching their own. Respectively that suggests that there’s also a limit to how much natural essence the angel can store before it starts damaging them but hardly any will be willing to share that information with any curious soul.

Equipment: None

Personality: Darren goes around the city like he owns it (and to some extent, he does) and doesn’t make a fuss of whatever attitude people are giving him unless they refuse to serve him cake. That’s not to say he’s a mellow fellow – he’s quite arrogant and stubborn and occasionally very hard to handle. He doesn’t shy away from conflicts should they be thrown his way, and will sometimes gladly punish someone for their inappropriate behavior. In general though, he’s just not bothered about either harming or saving people – those things seem like minor and trivial detours on his way from point A to point B.
Also he’s obsessed with chocolate cake. Keep that in mind, it might prove vital.

Biography: Darren is Loom’s Weather angel which he became roughly 2 years ago after the last one was executed by a gang of surface demons. Before that happened he was living with his parents, hanging out with his girlfriend and going to med. school in between.
Since he became Loom’s Weather angel, however, things have changed dramatically. He dropped out of school, cut ties with his friends and started going home less and less. His character and demeanor changed and his loved ones still struggle to accept that.

Name: Szayeis(Pronounced Ss-Zay-is).
Alias: The Chimera; Lord of Chaos; Lord of Shadows; Master of the Game.
Nicknames: None, there is only one demon he will allow to call him any sort of nicknames, her name is Lily. Anyone else typically receives punishment for such.
Age: While it is not common knowledge, Szayeis is over 5,000 years old.
Species: Demon(Hellion).
Sub-Genus: Nightwalker.
Social Standing - Demonic Lord: Having ascended the western throne over 5,000 years ago, Szayeis has ruled the West ever since and as such is easily recognized by most demons. His status provides him a natural dominance over lesser demons as well as incredible influence within hell, and quite often beyond due to his extensive networking and manipulation of the inhabitants of Progaia, be they angel or human. Additionally, his status, when others become aware of it, alludes to just how frighteningly powerful he is and as such tends to warrant a certain degree of either fear or respect from those involved.

Appearance: The reference seen at the top of this sheet can be considered Szayeis' typical human guise, which can be often seen when he is masquerading on the Surface to accomplish his myriad goals and enigmatic aspirations. However, while that form is one of his favored appearances, it is by no means his true appearance. Afterall, Szayeis is a Nightwalker and as such is a shapeshifter. His 'true' appearance can be seen only when he enters 'Origin State' as otherwise he is more or less a shifting mass of living darkness and essence.

While this is all true, there is one trait of his that, for the most part, he cannot alter and this trait is his eyes. Due to his status as demonic lord of the West, Szayeis has, like all his predecessors, awakened(?) the infamous Eyes of Praestrigia which are depicted below. For further information, read on.


General Activity: Szayeis is a schemer and a dastardly crook. The bastard has been dormant to the surface for the last year or so, but his forces seem to be moving regardless, and hell is in an uproar over the war between the Eastern and Western realms, one of which is his to rule. One could say that Szayeis' general activity is anything that suits his goals or his muse at the time.

(what they do with their days? Do they have a duty or job? Are they wanderers? This entry, by no means, limits your character, but it would be considered your character's MO; modus operandi; general way of doing things)

Personality: While I could go through and define the many facets of Szayeis' personality, I won't. You'll see eventually anyways.

The Old One: An ancient being of unknown race, though most seem to think he is a demon, who is sealed inside of Szayeis' essence. It is unknown exactly what, or who, this being is. However, it should be noted that from the few interactions that have occurred already, the Old One is allegedly even more overwhelming than Szayeis. It is some kind of miracle and genius that has allowed the demonic lord to keep the Old one imprisoned in him for so long.

Biography: Life is a cycle and Szayeis has fallen into the longest and 'final' portion of his. Having died with the correct rituals and been reborn many times, Szayeis is a highly evolved demon. His life has been very eventful, but really nothing to mention in his opinion. He has killed and he has tricked, he has assisted, and betrayed. Evolved and portrayed many persona, masks if you will, to the many who have shared his company. However, in all his time, he has found only several among his demonic brethren and sistren that he considers either equals or amusing individuals. One of these individuals goes by the name of Lily, another highly influential demon, and as of late he has taken an especial interest in the female demon. Last of all it should be noted that Szayeis is a demon of whim, tending to be chaotic, or chimeric, in his activities. He has, in the past, taken on large escapes. Such as the time when he managed to take over an entire library, which he now uses as a base. He has gradually been attempting to take over a variety of other libraries so as to give himself a chain of locales to organize his forces and use as head quarters and the like.

At the moment he is working with Lily, and his own forces. Additionally, he has taken a fancy to a particular group of beings, which he has been toying with for quiet some time now. He derives great amusement from this.

--Over the last year or so, Szayeis' affiliation with Lily has declined following her injury, his assistance, and then her subsequent disappearance. However, this is hardly the most prevalent detail of his more recent history.

During the conflict preceding the fall of the demonic gateway, Szayeis once again visited Progaia where he proceded to begin gathering his various minions and associates for some form of grand scheme. During his stay he did many things, including torment an old acquaintance, rescue a friend from mortal peril, play with the emotions of one of his toys by kidnapping his sister, Aeris Kasio, and finally entering Origin State and laying waste to Loom.

As he strode through the streets human and angel alike stood fast or scattered before him. Those who opposed him were devoured and those who ran...were barely luckier. With the angels unable to face him and humans failing to even hold a candle to his wrath, the lord walked from one end of Loom to the other where he stood before the Council's headquarters and promptly unleashed a horde of demons upon the entirety of Loom, blanketing it completely in his chaotic essence, and weakening the will of all within.

Then the emanation of the World's Essence struck him and he turned path, allowing his hordes to crush the angelic base instead. However, even with his quick traversal of the space he was impeded by one of Ioi's brood, a former(?) human named Aulder. The man stood no chance and so withdrew as the Essence of the Old One struck forth to protect its vessel despite its wish to harm those who inhabited its form.

While the obstruction was cleared, the Reclaimer, daughter of the same master Aulder served, struck at Szayeis' realm. This pulled him from the jaws of the ancient and into the clutches of Lautumiae, the Living; a being formed from the West and those whom inhabited it. Thus the Western realm escaped the binding chains of the Reclaimer and stood before her, subduing her with their sheer vastness, before returning to their prior state and restoring the Realm as it is known.

With his realm safe, though only for the moment, Szayeis retired to his castle, exhausted, after giving orders to the Nameless Aide. Since then the Aide has faithfully defended the realm while its lord regains his vitality and renews his essence.

[Insert the happenings of the timeskip. Likely including a war with the Eastern realm, scuffles with other demons trying to invade the West while it's weak, and a multitude of plans being readied on Szayeis part. Daiyrisa assisted in his recovered quite considerably. It took Szayeis 6 months to be entirely able to function again. It took him a month to recover mentally and emotionally. Aeris is traded over to Daiyrisa at some point as a 'gift'.]

[Both angels and demons alike are unsure if Szayeis predates the fall of the angelic gate or not, this is because he is a shapeshifter and his only defining feature is technically his eyes. However, the eyes of Praestrigia have been possessed by every demon, hellion or otherwise, that has ever reigned over the western realm. It is thus difficult to determine if Szayeis is just an incredibly powerful 'surface' demon, or a hellion from before the fall.]

Demons of embodied shadow and darkness, nightwalkers are typically found in the western realm of hell where the sky is forever dark and no sun shines down on their shifting features. One of the few races of true shape-shifters, Nightwalkers are capable of changing their form with essentially no limits other than size, which is dictated by their individual power and/or how much they have assimilated, be it shadows, essence, or other sources of such. While able to near perfectly shapeshift to emulate any form they desire, nightwalkers have an acute weakness to things that emit powerful illumination, such as fire, sunlight, holy luminescence, and lightning. This has led to most nightwalkers being active primarily during the night time as most of their ilk would die under the harsh rays of the sun.

Having rather unique capabilities due to their shadowy make-up, nightwalkers are capable of controlling, traveling between, and outright assimilating shadows. One can generally identify the power of a nightwalker by noting what form they decide to take and whether or not they can exist in the sunlight without being harmed or otherwise altered by the rays. As such it should be noted that weak nightwalkers will perish in mere minutes under the light of the sun and will remain permanently damaged if they survive, whilst a considerably more developed nightwalker will only be weakened by the sunlight, decreasing its overall power until the light wanes and the sun dips beneath the horizon.

This brings one to a unique fact about nightwalkers. While all demons are weakened somewhat and are thus stronger during the night, this particular species actually becomes stronger depending on how dark a locale is. Thus, the less light there is, the more powerful a nightwalker will become. When night falls, even a weak nightwalker should not be underestimated as they will become at least two to three times more difficult to kill and a good deal stronger than before, allowing them to compete with the average demon and fend off minimally trained angels. The average nightwalker during night time is far more deadly as they become a force to be reckoned with so much so that the majority of human and angel kind have recognized nightwalkers of the average level and above as being “nigh immortal during the night.” This is largely due to a nightwalker's ability to assimilate shadows into their body, allowing them to effectively /become/ the darkness of night, closing in on their opponent from all angles, and devouring them alive without consequence.

Not only does this ability make them difficult to locate, not to mention damage, but it also increases the size that the nightwalker can reach when shifting forms, thus allowing them increased variability in their shapeshifting. Also due to their shadowy and incorporeal or intangible natural state, nightwalkers are essentially immune to conventional weaponry, be they guns, swords, or any other variety of weapon. In fact, the only material that seems to have any increased effectivity against them is gold, which can harm them even in their incorporeal state. It is not entirely known as to why this is the case, but it is theorized that it is gold's highly conductive state as well as the way that it reflects light, making it especially bright and particularly reminiscent of the sun.

They are capable of traveling through shadows or pitch black areas with ease, not having to move in the physical sense, but being able to effectively transport themselves from one place to another through darkness/shadows. While this is the case for normal, or conventional, weaponry, it should be noted that enchanted weapons have a higher chance of effecting nightwalkers as they are infused with magical energy and thus, in part, exist in the same space as their allegedly incorporeal bodies. Fire, light, 'holy', and lightning based enchantments tend to cause these demons the greatest damage.

However, a nightwalker's two greatest banes are in fact sunlight and what are referred to as 'despells'. These 'despells' are a class of magic that can deactivated or negate the magical properties of other spells, objects, or beings. Thus, when effected by a despell nightwalkers will lose their ability to become incorporeal shadows and will have to maintain some kind of physical form. Lastly among the typical abilities and traits of nightwalkers is the following, their cunning mindsets and their ability to manipulate essence. This ability varies in its use and largely depends on the individual, but it can be applied in any field from manipulating people's minds and emotions to warping their very souls to cause harm. The limitations and weaknesses of said ability depend on the individual nightwalker.

Moving from their traits and delving into their culture some very intriguing details can be found, first and foremost among these is that nightwalkers do not appear to hold the first demon, and second god, Lucy in reverence. The reasoning behind this is unknown and while there are a great many theories none of them hit anywhere near the mark. Moving on from this, there is a focus on treachery, intelligence, a strict understanding of the vague, mysterious, and unseen aspects of reality in nightwalker society. In fact many nightwalkers tend to give out a title rather than their name for they believe not only that names have an inherent power, but also that this chosen title is more of an aspect or trait that describes them more vaguely than their name does, allowing them a degree of anonymity.

As to their history and interactions with other demons, well, nightwalkers are typically a rather tight knit group and while many betrayals and the like will occur within their fold, they typically do not associate themselves with the majority of demonkind. The reason for this is unknown, but what is known is that it is not caused by either xenophobia or disdain. This mentality has made it rather rare to see hybrid nightwalkers who are a mixture of nightwalker and some other demonic race. In fact, their only truly prevalent interactions appear to be with the lord of their realm who they appear to have some sort of pact or magical contract with no matter if the lord changes or not. It is not entirely known what this pact entails, but it is very apparent that it does in fact exist. Beyond this nightwalkers keep to themselves, not intruding in the affairs of other demons or realms if at all possible.

While they are not very sociable in hell, nightwalkers seem to change somewhat when they venture to surface, something all nightwalkers can do effortlessly and without passing the gatekeeper due to their ability to transmit themselves through shadows the exception to this being especially powerful nightwalkers, whose essence signature is too large to slip through the cracks and seams of the boundary. Regardless, when on the surface to explore, hunt, or scheme, nightwalkers will interact with humankind quite often, either misleading, devouring, manipulating, or even befriending their ilk.

The presence of nightwalkers throughout human history points to this even more as in old myths and the like there are often described nightmarish creatures with no form, malevolent auras, and a wide variety of other traits that, if one does a bit of digging, seem to point towards nightwalker activity. In fact, one of the typical abilities of nightwalkers is that of nightmare creation where they enter the vicinity of their to-be victims, assimilate with the shadows of their surroundings, and utilize their essence manipulation to instil terrifying scenarios into the minds of their chosen prey. This has earned their kind another name and has led many demonologists to believe them a part of the demon classification of beings referred to as “Nightmare creatures”. These beings essentially feed off of the terror of their victims, dragging out their feeding processes for years whilst gradually killing their target through terrible nightmares. While nightwalkers are perhaps /capable/ of this sort of thing, they are not in fact nightmare creatures.

Moving on, it should be noted that while nightwalkers themselves are not nightmare creatures, they are capable of creating such. How one might ask, well quite simply by infecting humans with their demonic taint which will typically create one of three types of surface demons these being Shades, vampires, or Sollicitus. For further information on these demons one must do further research.

A detail about nightwalkers that has been hidden from the majority of not only the dwellers of surface, but from demon kind itself is that while they are indeed shapeshifters they all possess one form which is the truest expression of their essence. It is their Origin State, the state in which their power and personality is expressed fully. While this is universal to all nightwalkers, the lord of the western realm, Szayeis, has a particularly unique Origin. While this is not immediately notable, it is rather evident as while all of the lord's other forms possess the eyes of Praestrigia, this one does not. It is unknown why this is the case however, it is thought that it has some relation to the lord's life before he became a lord, though this is strictly rumor. Beyond this, Szayeis' Origin State is particularly unique because, unlike most nightwalkers, it is almost entirely physical.

That's right, it still maintains some of the nightwalker's intangibility in the form of the body's shadow which is both unnaturally large and unnaturally dark, making it rather bizarre. Furthermore, this shadow's shape is entirely up to Szayeis. What is this shadow, one might ask, well it is the embodiment of the lord's ability to endlessly consume, be it shadows, essence, or chaos itself. It is the manifestation of his tireless will to control and to manipulate, drenching the world in his dark influence. The traits and abilities of this shadow are the following:

Entrenchment: This relates to the shadow's ability to slow things that are standing atop it by pulling them into its depths. This ability acts much like quicksand, but it can be avoided by moving quickly and with great force over the surface of the shadow. While the movement of the shadow's Entrenchment is like quicksand, its consistancy is reminscent of tar, sticky and extremely difficult to get out of. It should be noted that, for the most part, this shadow will not materialize however, it is in fact capable of such, though certain capabilities will cease to work during its materialization. This ability appears to correlate to Szayeis' manipulative nature as he is easily capable to entrench others in his madenning schemes and delusions, allowing him to easily control their understanding and reaction to him.

Endless Consumption: This ability is simple and relates to the previous capability, "Entrenchment", and is typically activated allowing it to chain in with some of Szayeis' more physical capabilities whilst in his Origin State. When things are pulled into Szayeis' shadow area they can be consumed. While normally there is a limiter to how much Szayeis can hold within his ethereal shadow body, this ability, while in Origin State, is active allowing him to endlessly consume essence to improve his physical capabilities, his ability to shapeshift when exiting this form, and to fuel any of his magic. This trait relates to his insatiable lust for power, though the reason behind this lust is unknown.

Constriction: This ability is applied in a spherical area that follows Szayeis' physical body and is inherently linked to the demonic lord's shadow. When in a circular format, Szayeis shadow has a 6.5 yard radius. There is an invisible hemisphere which surrounds the lord's physical body, with its boundary always being of the same radius. Within this area Constriction is active. Constriction causes anyone within the 6.5 yard hemisphere to be physically limited in some sense depending on their method of locomotion. Any being with wings finds that flight becomes impossible within the constriction area, making aerial assault effectively impossible. Humans will typically find their movement speed decreased somewhat, which is felt as a crushing gravity on their bodies, as if the atmosphere within the area was different than what is outside of it. Szayeis an freely control who this ability effects, allowing allies to be unaffected by it, while enemies will be terribly limited by the crushing force of his embodied will to control.
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Moving on from Origin State's non-physical capabilities, this form also greatly increases the output of Szayeis' physical body allowing him to achieve great physical feats. The base level of speed aloud is blinding while his strength is at least enough to lift trucks and crash his body through buildings. However, likely the most amplified of these abilities is Szayeis' durability, which has become such that a building could collapse ontop of him and he would remain mostly, if not wholly, undamaged. This is because while in his typical ethereal state Szayeis is nearly impossible to damage. Additionally, this durability relates to Szayeis' unbending will and persistance to keep going. The real kicker in relation to Szayeis' physical traits is that while his regeneration is decreased, this and all of his other physical traits become more and more powerful as he consumes essence via his shadow's Endless Consumption ability. This, among the rest of its traits, make Szayeis Origin State truly a force to be reckoned with.

Furthermore, while his Origin State does not have many physical abilities, there are a few that should be noted, they are as follows:

Essence Inversion - Aspect of Ruin: By pushing his influence from his body in an area and then rapidly pulling in non-living essence, Szayeis is capable of then slamming any portion of his body into the essence deprived surface and causing an eruption of physical force to tear the structure apart. This ability can even be utilized on air to send enemies flying with a sort of force push. This ability relates both to a Sharvalli he has assimilated and to his chaos aspect.

Ruina – Aspect of Amplification: By focusing essence in any portion of his body, Szayeis is capable of temporarily amplifying his physical characteristics to reinforce his blows or his ability to defend against them. Additionally, he can utilize essence pulled into his body via Essence Inversion to further amplify his blows and/or create a personal shield of sorts over the surface of his flesh.

Essence sense: This is an ability that most nightwalkers can develop and it is what allows Nightwalkers to detect essence signatures so well and to see even in the absence of all light. Basically nightwalkers can both smell and physically see essence, allowing them to locate and even define the details of a creature's body simply by detecting and analyzing their essence. This ability is particularly strong in Szayeis' Origin State due to the fact that his does not possess eyes.

Vibration sense: In addition to his Essence sense, Szayeis has also developed an ability to define forms by way of vibrations which are released in his surroundings. This ability is more or less an extremely advanced version of echo location.

Demonic Abilities:

Enhanced Senses: As a nightwalker class demon, Szayeis has incredible hearing and night vision, not to mention he can see even in the complete absence of light. This is likely due to the fact that the western portion of his home realm and ruling domain is essentially without light at all times. Additionally, Szayeis can focus his vision, zooming in to see details, or zooming out for an incredible 200 degrees of vision. The extra 20 degrees of visual range appears to be an inherent magic of sorts. Last of all, as with his hearing, Szayeis (and any nightwalker) can detect the unique life signatures of others as well as track people through their blood alone. While, like all demons, Szayeis is forced to use blood or some other sacrifice for his magic, Szayeis actually devours or soaks himself in the blood itself to fuel his functions.

Incredible Intellect: Szayeis, unlike the majority of his kind, is incredibly intelligent. While most nightwalkers or cunning and instinctual, Szayeis is this and more. He has amazing memory, amazing perceptiveness and foresight. Not only this, but he is exceptional at planning and even better in the departments of creativity. He is rather difficult to outsmart and learns very fast.

Shapeshifter: Simply put, Szayeis can change his shape. His maximum size depends on how much blood, gore, or otherwise sacrifices have been given to him, or even gathered by his own hands. This makes his potential size utterly immense, however, he has not been viewed as an exceptionally large demon while in the midst of humans. However, it should be noted that Szayeis' eyes never change, no matter how different he becomes, the color and effect of his eyes remains uniquely unaltered. As a master of this ability, Szayeis is capable of utilizing the 'extra' or 'stored' mass within his body to emulate essentially any material. His body is capable of doing this as well, but generally he does not for it takes more energy to do so.

Possession: Like most, if not all, demons, Szayeis is capable of possessing the bodies of humans. In Szayeis' case, he must wait for the subject to be led, or in, near complete darkness. As such, Szayeis has his followers keep victims in a variety of locations. Not only that, but when Szayeis possesses something, the effects of his eyes near automatically subjugate the mind therein and turn the body into his. The body does in fact take on his abilities and essentially ceases to be human entirely.

Magical Abilities:

Eyes of Praestrigia: Deception, trickery, and the searing coldness of infernal influence, Szayeis' eyes are unlike any other demon's. However, while there may be similarities no one has exactly this manner of eyes. Essentially, Szayeis has managed to devour enough of his own kin, died and transcended enough times, and been given enough sacrifices that his eyes have altered entirely. It is said that these eyes are 'given' only to the demonic lords of deception, trickery, the game, and manipulation. In essence, these rather special eyes are capable of not only seeing through lies and deceit --though there are some demons who manage to trick him regardless-- they are also capable of a sort of hypnotic effect on those who gaze into them, be it forcefully or otherwise. It should be noted, that gazing into Szayeis' eyes tends to either be an intensely frightening or awe inspiring experience, depending on his intentions. These eyes allow him to cast illusions or the like around himself or within a general area of effect. These illusions can be likened to projections.

Essence Manipulation: This ability is very simple. By locking gazes with the Eyes of Praestrigia and then placing his hand on any part of a being's body --as long as that being is of lesser power than himself-- he can manipulate the essence that makes them up. This process can cause physical, or otherwise, mutations and tends to be extremely painful. Additionally, if he kills a living being, he can manipulate their soul essence. He seems unable to do this to angels, however, demons and humans are easy. He can eat these souls if he wishes to, effectively assimilating them. Conversely, he can merely use this ability to apply his demonic influence to another.

Demonic Influence: Applied through either his eyes or Essence manipulation, Szayeis' demonic influence typically creates vampires, but it can also corrupt a person turning them into a manipulative or destructive individual. Its effects vary really, which is likely due to his high status among his demonic kin.

Skills and Learned Abilities

Szayeis is extremely knowledgeable when it comes to both human and angelic psychology. However, he cannot figure out demonic psychology considering the incredible variety of his race. He also has a good knowledge base on the human world, his own domain, and magic in general. His other abilities are combat related, but are not specific enough to mention really.

Name: Mary
Alias/Nickname: N/A
Age: 23
Appearance: Only her eyes are pitch black. She stands at 5ft 3in, usually wearing a worn blue jacket, white shirt, blue jeans and white sneakers.

Social Status: She really doesn't have one...she just follows Julian.
Relations: Julian is the one she's closet to, but she does remember a Vampire Mairyell. An angel and a rather scarred man are only distant memories, kindness in a sea of horror.

General Activity: She follows Julian.He's been her protector for more than a year now, and frankly, she probably won't be able to go off by herself.

Abilities:

Soul Consumption: This ability isn't really Mary's. She's just the vessel for it. In the hours before Hell's Gate was broken and Judas began his insane war against everything not human, a Demon calling himself 'Sir' selected Mary as his latest subject for a creation he calls 'The Abyss'. Two groups of his thugs were sent to activate her. One of them succeeded, and Mary's body underwent an extremely violent bonding process with the Abyss. Through the efforts of Julian, Judas, and Solus, the Abyss was sealed in her mind. Unable to do damage to her, but it's ability remained undiminished. Whenever something dies around Mary(be it Angel, Demon, Iotan, or Human), it's soul doesn't go to the Void. The Abyss eats it. No rebirth. The end of a cycle. With each soul consumed the radius it can consume a soul at death extends. Since Mary was there when Hell's Gate first broke, The Abyss's radius is roughly 4 miles.

Equipment: A simple pistol and ammo for it.

Personality: Will show IC.

Biography: Before she caught the eye of the Demon Lord Sir, Mary was nothing more than a first year College student. She was going to major in Biology. Her father and her mother were both happy. If divorced and single each. Her father was a gun shop owner, and naturally taught her how to shoot. Her mother was a rather wealthy Architect. All in all, her life was good, if not perfect. That all changed roughly a year ago. She was on her way to her father's home, to visit him after visiting her mother. It was just supposed to be a simple visit to her father. Halfway to her father's home, at a stop sign in an empty street, something attacked her. It broke through her window, snapped her seat belt with it's sharp claws and dragged her out of the car. She had enough time to draw a breath to scream, and then something hit her heard on the back of her head. She promptly lost all consciousness.

When she woke up next, she was in the back of a van, blindfolded and tied up with a vicious headache, listening to a nasally voiced person beg someone else to allow him 'just a little sip' of her blood.The other voice, one she presumed was driving, kept wearily denying the nasally one his desire. Mary managed to maintain her composure until she felt the nasally one's breath on her neck. Then she lost it. A few minutes of panic later, there was another blow to her already aching head. Darkness was almost a welcome friend now. She had no idea where she was, or why she was in the hands of these..people, but she knew she wasn't in her safe familiar world any more.

When she woke up again for the third and final time, she was tied to a chair, gagged. Her captors were arguing about what to do with her. The nasally one wanted to kill her and find a new girl. Apparently, they hadn't eaten in days. The other one, Fredrick as she came to learn his name, didn't want to irritate some 'Sir'. Henry, the nasally one who wanted to eat her, suddenly lost control and attacked Fredrick. In the resulting battle, Mary had an opportunity to escape. Luckily for Mary, whomever had tied her up wasn't good a knots, and she pulled herself free(if rubbing her wrists raw and bleeding in the process), and yanked her gag out before running for her life. The fight suddenly ended with dual roars of rage behind her, as they found she had disappeared.

What happened next has largely become a blur. She remembers eyes, blue eyes. Grabbing a sawed off shot gun. Terror. Corpses. Gore covering her. Hugging someone. A woman defying the eyes, obviously terrified. Then they were gone, and she was in an apartment. That's when things took a turn for the worse. Far, far worse. After listening to Julian and the vampire Mairyell threaten each other(she thinks so at least), she asked for a phone to call her parents. After being threatened by Mairyell, she then actually got a phone, and dialed it. They were on the other line. More specifically, Fredrick was. He tried to convince her that if she didn't come back to them, her parents were dead. Only Henry ruined that. By announcing, loud enough for her to hear through the phone, that he had finished eating the old woman and old man with the guns.

Mary dropped both phone and shotgun, the latter destroying the former with a loud bang. Her knees gave out and someone caught her before she truly fell. She's not sure who. After what seemed like hours, filled with screaming and disgustingly true insults, someone put her in a bed and delivered food to her. Not that it would do much good. She wasn't planning on eating it anyways. She could feel her choices slipping away from her, the noose tightening around her neck. She couldn't fight them. And she certainly couldn't outrun them. But she could deny them what they wanted. Her shotgun still had a bullet left. Dumping her food off to make it look like she had eaten it, she took her shotgun and left Julian and an angel's presence, saying some lie to let them let her go.

She thought she had it all planned out. She'd find an alley, put the gun to her head, and pull the trigger. Simple. Just another unsolved corpse in the city of Loom. Then of course, Julian had to find her. To this day,she's not entirely sure what happened. Something scary, at first. A voice...and pain. But then Julian himself came and talked her out of it. She put the gun down, cleaned her gore stained self up, and for the next few hours was something approaching normal. Certainly not happy, but definitely not suicidal.

Then of course, Henry and Fredrick came back. Unfortunately for them, Mairyell and Julian were there as well. It was a short fight, where both Henry and Fredrick died. Henry far more horribly than Fredrick. Mary still has nightmare's about his death. When she's allowed to have a different nightmare than her usual. For a moment, it seemed like things would be fine. Then, a werewolf arrived, flicked a bead into her chest, and she blacked out in pain. What followed next was several realms, all of them hellish, all of them scaring and scarring her. By the end of it, the Abyss was sealed away, but not without leaving it's mark. Mary now has pitch black eyes, and plenty of memories.

Name: Luciana

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

Age: Apparent, 29. Actual; She was created a little while after humanity was.

Race: Gatekeeper, specifically the Human Gatekeeper.

Appearance: Archangel



She gains two inches(From her human form). Same eye color.

Tamer Angel



She shrinks down to 5ft 3in in this form, with the same colored eyes.

Human



She stands at 5ft 8in in this form, with a black long sleeve shirt, black jeans and black combat boots. She also has a long red trench coat. There are two tattoos on her palms. A white and gold, destroyed, gate on her left, and a shattered harp on her right.

Hellion



Her height and size varies based on her whim.

Lord



She gains another three feet without her horns, which add another foot. Her eyes stay the same.

Social Status: Those who serve the Gospel(and know she's more than just a rumor, a legend) want her dead, as she's one of the very few who actually know how to use the Essence Sword, which Judas possesses. As far as she knows. Likewise, if they know she's still alive and remember the Great War, most Demons remember her as a traitor and most Angels remember her as a Demon. Both want her dead.

Relations:

Captured in her rings

Human(grey jewel):

Richard- A human whose taken the arrival of Demons 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 kills most of the Gospel 'heathens' he finds as well, because they strike down Angels. 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. 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, Luciana 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, ina pinch, and if she has enough time she can drain the life force from someone. If they're unsuspecting..or just don't care.

General Activity: Recently, she's retreated to Kenan, planning her next move after unsuccessfully trying to get into Judas's fortress city. She has to get the sword before the madman can cause any more damage to the Balance than he already has. Luciana fears it's too late to return things as they were.

Abilities:

General:

Form Change: As a Gatekeeper, Luciana is neither human, Demon, nor Angel. She came before the Iotan, created at the same time Humanity was created. The third sister. The third Gatekeeper. Now, obviously, she couldn't be a Gatekeeper physically, as the human world had no gate. But she served the same purpose as Melody and Heaven's Gatekeeper. Preserve the balance. Only she could move between the worlds to do it. As such, she can switch between her five forms. As Angels certainly wouldn't want humans or Demons interacting with them in Heaven, and Vice Versa for Demons.

Snake Bite: Despite her power, Lucian couldn't fight to keep the balance preserved by herself. She needed allies. Allies she was connected to at all times. Thus, the Snake Bite came to be. Named for the burning scars left behind as if a snake had bitten the receivers. It does three things. 1. Connected the receivers to Luciana mentally. She can speak telepathically to them and, in extreme cases, force them to do what she wants. 2. Creates a shield like an invisible second layer of skin that blocks some damage. 3. Ups their power levels as she changes forms. Angel and Demon Form one, the Snake Bite Receiver can do things that once would have tired them easily. Angel and Demon form two, they can do things that once would have killed them had they tried it.

Notes: I won't be using snake Bite to fuck anyone over. Characters and PC controlled NPCs will only receive it if permission is given first. The full amount of time it takes to change forms(usually from human to Hellion or Tamer) is a minute(or one post between when she starts and when she ends). She is essentially vulnerable in this state, and if someone was to hit her hard enough, or hit her enough times, or similarly interrupt her changing, she reverts back to the previous form. If she's wounded in one form and changes to another, wound(or equivalent of) goes with her to that form. Abilities are limited to that particular form. The Hellion won't be dominating people, and the Tamer won't be throwing fireballs or manipulating light or what not. Her weaknesses change based on her forms. For example, in her Hellion and Lord forms, she'd be weak to gold, silver, and light. Not so in her Angel and Human forms.

Currently, there's only one person in the world that has the snake bite. A vampire called Mairyell. Or, as Luciana remembers him from the alleyway that soon brought Szayeis, Roachy. She suspects he doesn't know he's the proud owner of one.

Second Angel Form, Original/Archangel, abilities:

Illusion: Luciana can create powerful and subtle illusions. The more people she tries to affect, the less effective it actually is, going for power rather than subtlety. If she tried to cast an illusion on a whole army, for example, she could make everyone in the army see it(resistances and other such things notwithstanding), but it wouldn't be very believable if they really looked at it. At a distance..maybe.

Weather Channeling: Luciana can channel the forces of the elements. Though, it's far more likely that they'll run out of her control than she'll direct them against her enemies. If she's in an area with a Weather Angel already, it's weakened. More controllable, but nowhere near as effective as a weapon. Loom, for example.

Complete body control: Luciana has control over her body like the Angels of old. Down to the smallest drop of her blood, she can manipulate it, use it as a weapon. If she's not killed immediately, and is still conscience, she can heal and repair any wound, given time.

Superior Physicality: Luciana's strength, speed, and reflexes are a match for Demon Lords and Archangels in this form. However, even she is a slave to stamina. She can't take on whole armies in this form.

Premonition: Like an advanced spidey sense, Luciana can get the general direction and type of attack going to come at her, seconds before it's actual sent(Completely sporadic. I'll roll a single die and anything above a four causes it to work.)

She also has the dominate ability from her Tamer form, though it's notably weaker than if she was in her actual Tamer form.

Essence Shatter: The primary reason Luciana doesn't use this form, the suppression on her Essence breaks, announcing her presence far and wide, like a mini sun. Any Angel wanting revenge, Demon wanting to evolve, head hunter wanting fame, or Gospel fanatic wanting to kill her would be able to find her and be drawn to her. Subtlety would be gone, as anyone with even the smallest ability to sense Essence would sense her. Not ideal.

First Angel Form, Tamer, Abilities

Dominate: Luciana makes a loyal slave out of a weaker willed individual. And they serve her, willingly or not.(If she tries this with PC's or NPC's it'll have to be with player permission and even then only for three posts. If she doesn't use a PC, it counts as a post.)

Capture: In Tamer form, Luciana has three rings. She can capture and store one creature in each ring(provided she's dominated them) so that she doesn't have to enslave a new creature each time.(Will not be workable upon PCs). Limit of five, provided she has extra containers.

Essence suppression: Unless you know her essence fairly well, she simply a Surface Angel. Suppression leaves when she uses her abilities(not including releasing those she has captured), announcing her presence.

Human form

Essence Suppression: Unless you know her Essence fairly well, she's just a human. Removed when she uses Sixth Sense.

Tough: She can take more damage in this form than most humans.

Sixth Sense: Luciana can sense any Demons, Chimeras, Angels, and Humans within a 100 foot radius. Given time(as in, if she stares at them long enough), she can even differentiate between the types(Surface, Archangel, Hellion, etc.)

First Demon form, Hellion, abilities

Insubstantial: In this form, Luciana isn't so much one creature as billions of tiny ones, united by a shining blue sub species. A hive mind of sorts. As such, she can dissipate and reform herself to her desires. However, she can't get any taller than 5ft 8in in this form and be something more than a very tall line of her creatures. She only uses consume and rapid breeding to maintain the same number at starting, not to increase. When they're forming a body, Luciana's speed is based on how thickly they're put together. A thickly packed form would be able to pack a harder punch, but would be slower. A thinly packed form would be fast, but weaker in punching. Alone, they have wings and they're about as fast as your average dragonfly.

Rapid breeding: the creatures that compose Luciana's body breed like rabbits on multitudes of steroids, able to rebuild any losses they sustain within minutes. The blue ones far slower than the black ones. Slows down overall when blue ones die, and the more she has to rebuild.

Consumption: Tiny creatures mean tiny mouths, and Luciana can swarm over and devour pretty much anything given enough time. Flesh and cloth naturally being the quickest, armor and such taking longer. Can only eat, if she uses every creature in her body, up to 800 pounds.

Second Demon form, Lord, Abilities

Elemental Control: Luciana can control six elements(fire,water,earth,air, light and darkness) and subsets of them(lightning, metal, ice, shadow, etc.) to a powerful degree. However, the more powerful the spell, the longer it takes to build up. And, the more she uses an element, the more it's opposite grows weaker(More fire=weaker water, more earth=weaker air, more light=weaker dark.)

Flight: Her wings are capable of it, even if they look ragged.

Resilient: Luciana is very hard to damage in this form. Only Archangels and Demonic Lords have a chance. However this can still be beaten down and fades over time as she takes damage.

Essence Shatter: The primary reason Luciana doesn't use this form, the suppression on her Essence breaks, announcing her presence far and wide, like a mini sun. Any Angel wanting revenge, Demon wanting to evolve, head hunter wanting fame, or Gospel fanatic wanting to kill her would be able to find her and be drawn to her. Subtlety would be gone, as anyone with even the smallest ability to sense Essence would sense her. Not ideal.

Superior Physicality: Luciana's strength, speed, and reflexes are a match for Demon Lords and Archangels in this form. As in her Archangel form, she can't fight off entire hordes.

Equipment:

Harp: Luciana's traditional twin pistols have changed into a small, 12-string, harp with three jewels on it(one red, one grey, and one pearl). A gift , or perhaps inheritance, from Melody. While nowhere near as powerful as the original, this Harp is still capable of three things. Oddly enough, one piece of it is a completely different color than the silver. A pearl white sliver, of all things.

Shield: Luciana can create a shield to block an attack. The size and shape changes with how many strings she uses and how long she plays.

Shockwave: By dragging her fingers across the strings, Luciana can create a wave of sound(lasting 3 feet before disappearing) to knock anyone away from her that she feels has gotten to close.

Calm: Luciana can play a tune that calms all who hear what they exactly hear changes listener to listener. It could be a haunting melody, or a lively jig. Whatever makes people not want to stab her anymore.

It should also be noted that the harp changes shape according to her forms. Tamer, five rings. Archangel, battleaxe. Hellion, bits of metal in her blue core. Lord, a kind of blue gauntlets. All of them have the jewels, in one way or another. None of the Harp's abilities can be used in any form other than human.

Personality: Will show IC.

Biography: At first, Luciana's duty was simple. She'd travel between the three realms, keeping the peace(and Balance) and killing those humans, Angels, or Demons that would try to do something stupid. Open the Gate to dominate human kind, declare war on Heaven, do something to end the cycle of rebirth of Demons and Angels. It was never truly easy, especially when powerful Demons decided to get on the more enterprising side of things, but it was simple enough. Then, of course, the Demons and the Angels had to do declare war on each other, and make her job far more complicated than it had to be. Seeing as the leaders of both sides refused to listen to her and other intelligently minded members of their race(who may or may not have been owners of her snake bite), she had to do the interesting thing of fight for both to ensure that neither got the advantage of the other and eventually they both tired of it. Unfortunately, she failed to take into account just how long lived each of the races were, and how long their memories were. They didn't tire of war, and the attrition of war began to affect the Angels. They didn't get reborn as quickly as the Demons did. They weren't ready for war at birth as the Demons were. Soon, the forces of Hell reached Heaven's Gate.

Of course, to get into Heaven they had to destroy the Gate and kill the Gatekeeper. No small feat, especially with Luciana trying to kill them as well. But the Fleshshaper created a monstrosity of immense power that was never seen before and hasn't been seen since. This giant..worm, destroyed the Gate and her sister. Luciana would have killed everything and anything in her path to the Fleshshaper, if she hadn't immediately suffered unbelievably agonizing pain and went into a coma that lasted thousands of years. The balance had been broken, and what had once rested on three shoulders now rested on two. Luciana reacted badly. When she finally awoke from her coma...she wasn't exactly sane. Prone to bouts of agonizing migraines, psychotic rages, and abrupt mood swings, one would have classified Luciana as decidedly insane.

With the recent events of Hell's Gate being destroyed as well, sanity as returned to Luciana. The Balance is no longer half-working and half-destroyed. Luciana is now thinking clearly, and has two goals. One: Fix the gigantic mess that has become the three worlds. Two: Slowly, painfully, and brutally kill Judas.

Revenge is always a nice bonus, after all.

Name: Lucien

Alias/Nickname: Kinslayer

Age: Apparent, 23. Actual, Pre Great War. Ancient.

Race: Angel

Appearance:
Armor-


Face-


Note: His helmet is gone, lost in the last battle for the sword with Judas, the Cowards(the other Original Angels left in this world, the Council), and whatever Demons happened to be about.

Lucien stands at 6ft exactly, with a 15 foot wingspan. It should be noted, that unlike most Angels, his wings are more black then white, though there is some white feathers left.

Social Status: Angels deem him a traitor, Demons and the Gospel deem him an Angel. Most want him dead. He is on neutral terms with Omnity and those who actually don't try to kill him. At least one Iotan likes him.

Relations: He's intimately close with an Iotan called Ilana, an Original Angel like him. Though where that's going neither of them are sure.

General Activity: Currently, he's in Loom trying to find a Gospel soldier with enough power or connections to get him close to Judas. Failing in that, he kills them.

Abilities: Superior physicality: Lucien is much stronger, has better reflexes, and faster than your average human, a match for any Angel or Hellion.

Rapid healing: As long as he's conscious and not immediately killed by a blow, Lucien can himself Extraordinarily quickly.

Demonic resistance: Lucien has a resistance to spells and manipulations of the Demonic kind.

Equipment: His sword, and his armor(minus the Helm).

Personality: Will Show IC.

Biography: Once, Lucien was a soldier of Heaven. He believed what most of the Angels of that time believed. Humans were primitive, but far more equal than the rest of them, and Demons were evil, but there could be light in even the darkest of places. THat was before the Great War. Before he was betrayed, his daughter slain, and he had to watch as Heaven burned. When the Great War began, they appeared to be making good progress. They attacked the closest realms of hell and destroyed them. The Hellions and Surface Demons were no match for their might. Two more battles were won, and then the Lords of Hell decided to get involved. The war went from an easy fight to bloody struggle in a matter of minutes. And it only went downhill from there. they began to lose, steadily. And then a group of Angels claimed they have found a way to win the war for them. Lucien's daughter was to be the first subject. And then...well...Lucien himself can explain.

"It was towards the end of the Great War. Hell's forces were marching steadily towards Heaven's gate and there was nothing we could do to stop them. We had lost this war of attrition. When we died, our souls went back to heaven and then were reborn, but we took time to grow into our full strength. When we beat our opponents, our only benefit was knowledge how to kill that type easily, and there was always more, always stronger."

"The Demons, however, when the Demons died, they were reborn and ready to fight within seconds of being reborn. When they beat their opponents, they were one step closer to evolving, to becoming stronger. For everyone we slew, dozens would leap up in it's place, desparate to kill an Angel and consume it's essence. We had been retreating for years, and the only victories we gained from the conflict were coming back from it alive. Then the Cowards came, proclaiming they had found a way to make us stronger. To turn the tide against the Demons."

"We were desparate enough to believe them. The Demons were almost upon our doorstep, and we had no where else to turn. My daughter, she had just come of age two days ago. Old enough to be sent to the War front. She was so proud, so eager to do what she could to fight against those that had taken her mother and threatened her home. She was the first to volunteer. I was there when they injected her with the substance. It felt wrong. It's essence was Demonic, but suppressed. I should have stopped it as soon as I felt the wrongness in the substance, but I didn't, because I still trusted the Cowards."

"For the first few weeks, she was fine. No notable change, she was just normal. She survived her first conflicts, I made sure of that, and she served Heaven to the best of her ability. I had never been prouder, never been happier. Three days before the Fleshshaper's monstrosity reached the Heaven's Gate, she began to change. To sicken. Her wings darkened, and she began to puke a black liquid. It grew worse and worse, and when I confronted the Cowards they told me they had made a mistake. It was a Demonic Parasite that they thought would help us. Obviously, they were wrong. Before I could kill them, the Fleshshaper's construct arrived at the gates."

"We managed to slow the creature, but not stop him. The Cowards were being held accountable for their claims. They needed a scape goat. My daughter's wings were now black, and she was nearly unable to move by herself. So they used her. Claimed her wings had blackened because of the betrayal she had done, helping the Demons get that monster to the Gate. They dragged her before a mob."

"They dragged her in front of a mob that tore and spat at her. They made me watch. They claimed she deserved no trial because of her sin. Then they took a sword and decapitated her to the roar of the crowd."

"Minutes later, the Fleshshaper's monster broke the gate. Everyone panicked and tried to stop the Demons from flooding in to the opening. In the chaos, I was left unguarded. In the chaos I found the Coward who killed my daughter, and I killed him.He was the only Angel to not die by a Demon's hand that day. The survivors scattered to the human world as Heaven burned."

"The Cowards perfected their formula there. They got to mind control the newest generation. Black wings, sin of their forefathers. It was disgusting, and I was sealed in onyx and unable to stop them. They created Dark Wings. They claimed it was sin that they had to wash off...their own sin, perhaps."

The Council, or Cowards as Lucien calls them, quickly secured their power over the fledgling Surface angel population, killing or sealing away those who opposed them. Lucien got stuck with the latter, and many years passed before he was freed. The exact amount is unknown to Lucien but he's sure that it is the hundreds at least. When he was freed, he met a Dark Angel called Hazumi, the next reincarnation of his daughter's soul. Even if she's technically a different person, fatherly instincts don't die off easily. Lucien became a sort of protector to her.

Then, of course, she became the sword of Essence and was soon consumed by Judas. Lucien was dragged into Iota before he could do something stupid like try and kill Judas to get the sword back.