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Raider
 Name:
Raider
Age:
Appearance 23 Real: 525
Gender:
Male
Race:
Demon
Height:
6'6
Weight:
235
Personality:
Raider is a man of strict value and discipline. He can come off as cruel or cold but that is merely part of his way of discipline and ultimate concentration. Once you become closer to him, though he will still remain alienated and quiet, you will notice the small acts of kindness he performs, showing there is still affection buried beneath centuries of intensive training. He is wise, thoughtful and trained to be a fearless and merciless fighter.
Likes:
Discipline, fighting, proving himself, being alone, mediating, blood, war, men, women, hot baths, sleeping under starlight, darkness
Dislikes:
His brother, his father, unnecessary killing, being attached to anything physical, and most everything else
History:
The simple version would take much less time telling you, for this is not my story to tell. Two boys were born to a woman and a beast. She was a demon of a weaker kind, their father a wretched demon only interested in taking virgins. The woman made her best efforts to raise her two new sons, but from the beginning it proved difficult. Raider was a quiet boy who was sweet and preferred books much more then physical contacts. Exiluz was a direct clone of his father.
Both boys seemed to treasure their mother dearly, yet secretly Exiluz was plotting her end. At the age of 17 he stole the mystical amour and attached it to himself. Only days after the theft Raider found his mother dead after a trip to the butcher's and Exiluz lounging by the fire, cloaked in their mother's blood.
The two young men fought until Raider was near death. Instead of killing his younger brother Exiluz gave him a warning,"We were born of the same womb, killing you would mean killing myself. My mercy ends here. Stand in my path a second time, and you will not be given this gift of life, again, brother." Exiluz left his brother the way he was. By a small miracle Raider scrapped himself together and left, setting their childhood home ablaze before he did.
For many years he trained in all different arts of defense and war. Now he travels the land with a thick sword chained to his back, fueled by rage and hate toward his brother. Seeking revenge and going off no information other then the rumors of a white haired devil killing everything in his path with a swirling birth mark over his left eye, and the knowledge that he is the only one who can kill his brother and rid the realms of his torment.
Exiluz
 Name:
Exiluz
Age:
Appearance 23 Real: 525
Gender:
Male
Race:
Demon
Height:
6'6
Weight:
235
Personality:
Exiluz is a whole different story compared to his twin brother. Del (an old nickname from his brother) is a merciless man in every means of the word. If you're in his way, you're already dead. He is cold, heartless, and loves no one. Maybe not even himself. He is brutal and thrive on violence and death. He loves a good fight and yearns to dual anyone that is a challenge, and being a challenge to him is almost impossible. He kills thought thought, mercy, regret, or sympathy. Unlike his brother whom only kills if it's necessary. He's rude, brutish, and scarcely talks.
Likes:
Lose killing, fighting, shutting people up... permanently, being alone, blood, carnage, men, sometimes women yet hardly ever, hot baths, fire
Dislikes:
Almost everything not listed in likes
History:
The simple version would take much less time telling you, for this is not my story to tell. Two boys were born to a woman and a beast. She was a demon of a weaker kind, their father a wretched demon only interested in taking virgins. The woman made her best efforts to raise her two new sons, but from the beginning it proved difficult. Raider was a quiet boy who was sweet and preferred books much more then physical contacts. Exiluz was a direct clone of his father.
Both boys seemed to treasure their mother dearly, yet secretly Exiluz was plotting her end. At the age of 17 he stole the mystical amour and attached it to himself. Only days after the theft Raider found his mother dead after a trip to the butcher's and Exiluz lounging by the fire, cloaked in their mother's blood.
The two young men fought until Raider was near death. Instead of killing his younger brother Exiluz gave him a warning,"We were born of the same womb, killing you would mean killing myself. My mercy ends here. Stand in my path a second time, and you will not be given this gift of life, again, brother." Exiluz left his brother the way he was. By a small miracle Raider scrapped himself together and left, setting their childhood home ablaze before he did.
For many years he trained in all different arts of defense and war. Now he travels the land with a thick sword chained to his back, fueled by rage and hate toward his brother. Seeking revenge and going off no information other then the rumors of a white haired devil killing everything in his path with a swirling birth mark over his left eye, and the knowledge that he is the only one who can kill his brother and rid the realms of his torment.
Tenshi -GOD-
 Name:
He has many names but in heaven he likes to be known as "Tenshi", the Japanese word for Angel. Though most in heaven call him Lord Tenshi.
He also prefers "Kami", Japenese for God.
Age:
Ageless
Gender:
Male
Race:
Angel (God)
Height:
6'3"
Weight:
Weightless
Personality:
Tenshi, or Kami, is a very patient and forgiving person by nature. He is not the original God that created Earth but an angel created by him to take over his place as ruler. He loves endlessly and it kind yet witty and clever. He dislikes wrong doers and will forgive if they atone or realize the wrong of their deed. He is very good at reading others and very intuitive. He still loves the human race and helps them as much as he can but sees them as an almost lost case. Only recently with their efforts of becoming more green has he found new found hope in them. He has a love for the old Japanese culture and has taken and effort to study it rigorously.
Likes:
Forgiveness, love, patience, calmness, being happy, seeing others happy, jokes
Dislikes:
Hatred, evil, misjudging, hopelessness, anger, sadness, the feeling of abandonment, having no mate
History:
Tenshi was made by the original god during the time that the sciences came to rule over religion. He needed an heir who was younger and could better understand and run a technological world. The original god stepped down and hasn't been seen since. Tenshi was created just around the time of the second war between Heaven and Hell. Being one to strongly dislike violence he made it quick to strengthen the peace of the two worlds.
He currently lives a quiet life in heaven, constantly busy nurturing his growing hope in humans and trying to coax them into better ways gently in an age so different them his creators. Lately he has been feeling alone because of his lack of mate and heirs, though he prefers men he just wants a mate to help him raise a child. He wants to name his first born, regardless of sex, "Tenshi No Youna Emi" or, An Angelic Smile.
He has recently found out about the declining health of the ruler of hell and has been keeping and ever watchful eye on them, to see what will unfold.
Mao
 Name:
Mao (Mm-ow)
Age:
Appearance: 23 / Real: 666
Gender:
Male
Race:
Demon
Height:
6'4"
Weight:
246- All muscle
Personality:
Mao is calm and persistent but very hard on himself. He takes his jobs very seriously and is smart and respectful to those higher them him. He takes great pride in his honor and trustworthiness. He can be very quiet but opens up around people he knows and trusts. He isn't one to easily share his emotions or even let on when he's upset. He's like a rock and his very hard to anger.
History:
Mao was born and raised to be a warrior of a rouge clan of war demons. His father was evil and planned to over throw the current chief of the clan. He was strong and violent, rather then using strategy in battle he used brute force and no honor. He was cruel to Mao, his reasoning being it would "toughen him up". Mao became cold hearted and guarded around everyone, if he couldn't trust his own father, then how could he trust anyone? It wasn't until the birth of the chief's son that he changed. He was a weak and kind soul whom disliked fighting and would rather spend a day picking flowers then picking up a sword.
Because of this the chief enlisted Mao as a body guard for the child, to make sure none tried to kill off his only heir. Then, the day came that the chieftain died of an ailment and that meant his son would take over. As soon as this new development took place Mao's father decided to make his move, planning to kill the chief's son. Mao killed him on the spot, throwing down the man that had given him life but had never been a father.
For centuries Mao stood by the son's side, protecting him and helping him lead by becoming the general of war for the clan. Mao came to love the boy deeply but never made any move to indicate so, then it was too late. The son died of the same illness his father had fallen victim to before he could produce and heir. The clan begged Mao to become the new leader but he could not find the strength to take over the spot his secret love had once held. He left the clan and became a rouge, working as a hired assassin just to scape up some money.
When Exiluz came to be, and started slaughtering numerous people and raping young men, Mao was out of a job. He started to starve and became desperate, trying to steal from the king's palace. He was caught due to his need over coming his senses. He tried to fight of the guards but was captured in his weakened state. He was brought before the king to receive punishment but instead was miraculously made part of the guard and eventually one of the royal families close body guards. As he began to spend more time with the family he secretly started to develop feelings for the young son, ever vigilant over him yet hardly speaking to him, keeping his distance as it was improper to feel such things for one of the royal family.
Nameless
 Name:
None yet
Age-Actual:
Not more then twelve
Age-Appearance:
Not more then maybe fourteen
Gender:
Male
Race:
Demon Neko
Height:
5'2"
Weight:
89 lbs
Personality:
Very untrusting and skittish. He hasn't talked since he was six years old and flinches at any physical contact. He would rather spend life as a stray then ever let someone in. He hasn't trusted a soul since he was six, as well. Giving up hope to ever be loved and cared for loving then. He depends on only himself and has a makeshift stuffed doll as his only friend, inanimate objects are the only things he trusts. He doesn't fight when people mess with him, figuring it would only be worse if he did. All in all he's just given up and mostly everything and doesn't even know how he's still alive.
Likes:
Being alone
Not being touched
His doll
Dislikes:
Lots of people
Physical contract
Relying on others
Powers/Abilities:
Changing into a cat, cat reflexes and flexibility as well as speed and agility
Appearance:
He is short, with light colored skin that would be fair and beautiful if he wasn't constantly dirty, bruised, and scratched. He has black ears and a long black tail to match and black hair in choppy layers and thin at the bottom. He has glowing neon green eyes and is almost always naked if not in cat form. He normally has long back nails on his hands but they are broken off by abductors most of the time.
Strengths:
Independence and flexibility
Weaknesses:
Physically weak, trust issues, no will to live, gives up
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