*Name: Asmodeus
*Gender: Male
Sin: Wrath
*Appearance (include eye/skin/hair colour): Black hair, black eyes, pale skin, handsome face and strong muscled body
Powers: He can see the sin of Wrath surrounding people. Malevolent vibes
Weakness: He has no power over anyone who has come to terms or apologised for their sins
Age: 20
Personality: Wrath says it all, really. Anger and revenge come in different forms, rage, hatred, and even patience. Asmodeus has all of these factors in his personality. He generally waits, plotting out carefully before he unleashes his hatred upon his victims, making them pay for any sin that falls under his jurisdiction. However, once a person has made peace with, or apologised for their sins, then he has no power over them. They fall out of his range of power and he is forced to leave them be and let the course of destiny take its path.
Sample post:
Large boots thudded on the soft earth, pressing a trail into it as he walked into this world that they called Shaman. He and his siblings were here now. He had felt the pull, the others would have too, and he had come. Who was he to disobey the yearning for destruction within him? He was wrath. He was anger, and hatred, he was the causes of wars, the path maker for the horsemen. Destruction followed his path, and that was the way it should always be.
That was when he saw them. The two fae, fairies, whatever you want to call them. The fair folk. Whoever gave them that name should be shot, had nobody heard of the originals, or the destruction that they had caused with the powers they had been given by the universe. He smirked and moved close to them, watching as they wrapped their arms around each other, oblivious to his presence. They thought they were the only two people in the world. Wrong. He could feel the anger coming off one of them, maybe both. He was still fairly far away, and with his powers being so weak due to the change in worlds, he could barely tell. But he was going to use that to his advantage. Best to make his presence known, no?
He felt the strings of dark magic around his body and sent them towards the pair. He could almost see the dark strands of magic as they wrapped around the pair who pulled apart.
“So who was she?” The girl cried out.
“Oh and you’re such a fine one to talk” the boy replied. They pushed each other apart and he smirked, the scent of sin was stronger now, they were angry, hatred seeped through their veins like poison, ensuring their doom.
As they pulled apart, what was once two lovers bodies entwined in passion had turned to a quarrel, and ended in doom. It did not take long, the boy was much stronger and larger than the girl, and soon her body was crumpled and broken on the ground, lying naked in the mud. The boy stood over her, looking at what he had done, and Asmodeus withdrew his malevolent magics. He smirked as the boy sobbed and ran. He did not even try to revive the broken girl. Deus moved to the girl’s broken body and pressed down on her chest heavily, only a few times before she gasped back into life again, her eyes full of pain and the stench of anger and hatred streaming off her like a fountain. Just one more to add to the list. And some other sins for his siblings to play with. Gods this was going to be fun…
*Your player name: Pixie
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