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Khesediel
Legacy Name: Khesediel
The
Hydrus ArchanOwner:
erubeusAge: 14 years, 2 months, 1 week
Born: March 4th, 2010
Adopted: 14 years, 2 months, 1 week ago
Adopted: March 4th, 2010
Statistics
- Level: 1
- Strength: 10
- Defense: 10
- Speed: 10
- Health: 10
- HP: 10/10
- Intelligence: 2
- Books Read: 0
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Store Clerk
Age: Appears to be 21
Gender: Male
Race: Angel/Demon
Occupation: He helps around at the high schools whenever he has the free time.
Preference: Bisexual.
Appearance/Basic
Hair: Shoulder length wavy gray hair, a mix between his mother’s and father’s hair.
Eyes: Raw blue stripped of any hues and tints; It gives his eyes the illusion of glowing.
Height: 5’9â€
Weight: 132 lbs.
Body Type: Broad with muscle from fighting demons and running from angels all his life.
Skin Type: Naturally light tan with little to no blemishes. Scars, however, have taken residence on various places along body; Neck, right wrist, left under knee, and center of back between wings.
Piercing(s): His right ear and navel.
Style: He enjoys mainstream clothing, but will wear anything he can find. Especially if it so pleases his current lover.
Birthdate: April 22nd
Birthplace: The underworld, but was raised on Earth.
Bloodtype: He’s never been checked for obvious reasons.
Voice: Paul Mercier
Giggles/Screams
Likes: Pretty things; Animals - Especially Fox Bats; Making bracelets; Having his hair played with; Music; Honest hard work; Being around family - Father and Sister; Driving his MV Agusta F4 CC - It soothes him.
Dislikes: Being disowned, especially for his heritage; Seeing animals killed; Bullies; Extreme heat; Demons; Angels.
Relations
Father: Andre Jebez - An angel kicked out of heaven.
Mother: Tamarah - Desire Demoness
Siblings: Ekho - Full demon step-sister.
Children: Condoms are great. <333
Soultwin: A human named Drake
Personality:
Ark’s not particularly kind-hearted nor harsh, but some place in between. He doesn’t go out of his way to harm or be kind to just any person on the streets unless it suites him in some way. He mostly keeps up a front to repel people and various other creatures from getting too close or involved with him, but it doesn’t always work on the strong-willed. He does, however, go out of his way to harm demons and angels whenever he gets the chance to. Both sides want something out of him-The demons want him to destroy the angels, and angels want to kill him to prevent being killed.-, and he doesn’t like it one bit. Something about a destiny and whatnot. He could honestly care less.
If you do happen to get through his front, however, and wiggle your way into his circle of trusted friends and family, he’s quite likable. If one should become his lover, he it quite eager to please him or her in any way he can.
History:
Ark was born in the pits of hell from the loins of Seductress Tamarah, a desire demon. from the moment he was birthed he was abused, bullied and disowned by his kin simply for his appearance alone. He had been born in the image of man with angelic white wings, and that was held against him. The abuse only stopped after a little while when his father finally came down and stole him back from the demoness that had seduced him. It would be a rainy day in hell before he would ever let his child be raised by a bunch of demons. The extraction had gone relatively smoothly; Ark had been compliant, trusting his well being to the man that looked like him. He had been sure to never cross paths with a demon while carrying the boy back to the portal to Earth. But after that day, there was no longer abuse.. But there was also no peace.
By the time Ark was 20 he had killed 3,007 demons and had eluded or repelled hundreds of angels.
The only friend he had was the man he was running with, whom had had learned was his father. This was the only person he could trust. Sure, it took a decade and a few years to learn this, but at least he did learn it. He had learned that Andre had been kicked out of heaven during a moment of relaxation at a human spa. He no longer had any command over the angels like he had before he had been booted, and this was only because he had not returned to heaven with Ark like he had been ordered to.
On his 22nd year he found out he had a sibling, but not by traditional means. No reunion, no meet and greet. Ekho, a Slaughter demon, had hunted him down, meaning to kill him for causing her family so much stress. Because that made her life insufferable. But upon finding him she halted in her attack, struck by his appearance, an appearance so much like her own. He had his mother’s angles. She had heard stories about him, about how he killed his own kind and fended off angels. How he had escaped the pits of hell. Though she was ashamed to admit it, she did want what he had. Power, freedom. To be free of the influence of hell and her hateful mother. She had nearly been struck down when she stopped her attack as Andre appeared behind her, but Ark had stopped him just before a silver dagger was plunged into her back. It was the start of a relationship, as strained as it may be.
Over the next few decades Ekho had come and gone, leaving something useful in her departure or bearing gifts of missed birthdays; But those gifts did not measure up to the gift of her not revealing their location to the demons of angels. During a visit she had revealed that she had learned how to go undetected by angels from her teacher, but it would be painful. They both agreed to her helping them after a couple of days of discussion; Andre had been skeptical, because it could make them a beacon for demons. Ark had said he trusted his sister. That had won the argument in the end. They agreed. She touched their chest and forced an inscription into their very bones, and instantly they were off the angel’s map. They knew because they could no longer feel each other. But as Ekho had said it did nothing to keep the demons off of them because his demon half urged to life to feel out for his father. At least demons were easier to get rid of.
There was an odd couple of years when they only ran into a couple of angels, barely any demons. It was suspicious. Their suspicion was well placed. A war had come down on their heads, and unfortunately the demons and angels had momentarily teamed up. Both sides wanted all three of them destroyed. You can only kill so many demons before the boss man gets seriously P.O’d. The brunt of the war lasted half a year in secret, away from the human populous. A few reliable beings they had come across through the years had been recruited into the war, and they readily agreed to help their allies. Through the months they lost five good men all together. Ark himself had nearly lost his life by an angel’s hands, but his baby sister had saved his life by casting a speed spell on sibling, helping him to get out of the way before the blade had struck. But when the war had ended, he, Andre, Ekho, and seven of their allies were still standing as the angels and remaining demons pulled back to secure their lives.
Age 72; He no longer wished to run from demons or angels. His 751 year old father decided Ark was right. It was time to stop running from both sides. It was ridiculous. So they relocated to Europe, no particular place. They traveled around as they pleased.
The hybrid had learned in his few short years that the only people he could trust fully was his father and sister. He would do anything to keep them safe. Out of harm’s way.
Tattoos:
Runes going up his right arm, a fish overtaking his left thigh, and a shooting star on his pelvis.
Other:
Like said, he only trusts his sister and father fully, enough so that he does not worry too much about his life when around them. He knows he can count on them to have his back.; He enjoys collecting odd objects such as purple things. It doesn’t matter if it’s a bit of food, or a book.; He has gone to school once they stopped running, but was only able to complete high school. College would have taken up too much of his time, time he needed to defend himself.; Bats are his passion, he owns a garage full of them, having caught and nursed some back to health. He has connected with a Fox Bat’s mind and now travels around with him. He can influence whether it comes back or not after a long flight of foraging. Wherever one is, the other is sure ot follow.
Strengths:
Because of his Demon half he can easily ignore pains such as gashes along his body to finish his duty, and because of his Angelic half he can listen to the angels as he pleases without being detected.
Power:
Ark can connect with animals’ minds, and with his raw eyes he can hypnotize a lot of different beings.
Weapons:
A set of wrist blades he designed himself, an amulet around his neck that allows him to deflect most demonic spells that mean him harm-Well, the weaker ones anyways.-, and a blade that was materialized from his own energy.
Pet Treasure
Blank Composers Book
Unorganized Sheets of Music
Raven Feather Quill Pen
Black Inkwell