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Fantasy - What is my Order, Master? [Closed]
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Lazy King of Laziness
Name: Sancturas Nocturne
Age: 1018 Years
Race: Demon/Vampire
Gender: Male
Backstory:
"Me, born as the Son of the Demon of Demons, the Worst of the Worst, Satan himself, and me as the Slayer of the Demon of Demons, the Worst of the Worst, I myself am an Contradiction. I sinned and at the sane time, I killed the absolute evil. On that faithful Night, I shall become not only the absolute Evil, but the Slayer of all Evil and so I shall seek that person who can slay me for I have no interest in life the moment I knew what life was but at the sane time I have no interest in death, since death will be the end for me. Shall I seek a Master, worthy to serve and die for, so I do not die foe no reason but simply not bring interested in it anymore... Shall I become a Anomaly... Shall I become the Vampire of all Vampires and Demons of all Demons..."
Sancturas was born as the Son of Satan and proudly served him, but Sancturas was born with a string sense of Justice, and as he slowly grasped that his father's actions were onky for the purpose of making people suffer, he fought and killed him, but was deadly injured and escaped from Hell to the Real World.
Sancturas was approximately 700 years old when he met Dracula himself, Vlad Tepes.
Having mercy with him, Dracula turned him into a Vampire, only realizing later that he wasn't a Human but a Demon.
Without thanking Dracula, Sancturas left and soon saw what he has done by killing his father.
The Demons in Hell, with no Master to serve, now roam Earth and soon, the Vampires followed.
Having lost all interest in Life, Sancturas gave up a fight he could've easily won and was then locked away in a Prison especially made for him.
MorsMortua has been created because of him.
Personality: Sanctura is loyal and sometimes acts out of context and just suddenly does something.
He's disgusted by Demons and Vampires and therefore disgusted by himself.
He's the perfect gentleman and hardly ever loses his composure and good manners.
He hates it when people are overly courageous, but also somehow do d' it amusing.
He's a Masochist and loves pain more than anything else and would even enter a church and pray just to feel pain and burn from the inside.
If an Enemy isn't able to hurt him, he gets pretty annoyed and turns into a sadistic fuck, usually ripping off limb after limb very slowly and maybe eating them in front of them if they are still alive.
Weapons: He is the Weapon.
Appearance:
(Red eyes.)
Age: 1018 Years
Race: Demon/Vampire
Gender: Male
Backstory:
"Me, born as the Son of the Demon of Demons, the Worst of the Worst, Satan himself, and me as the Slayer of the Demon of Demons, the Worst of the Worst, I myself am an Contradiction. I sinned and at the sane time, I killed the absolute evil. On that faithful Night, I shall become not only the absolute Evil, but the Slayer of all Evil and so I shall seek that person who can slay me for I have no interest in life the moment I knew what life was but at the sane time I have no interest in death, since death will be the end for me. Shall I seek a Master, worthy to serve and die for, so I do not die foe no reason but simply not bring interested in it anymore... Shall I become a Anomaly... Shall I become the Vampire of all Vampires and Demons of all Demons..."
Sancturas was born as the Son of Satan and proudly served him, but Sancturas was born with a string sense of Justice, and as he slowly grasped that his father's actions were onky for the purpose of making people suffer, he fought and killed him, but was deadly injured and escaped from Hell to the Real World.
Sancturas was approximately 700 years old when he met Dracula himself, Vlad Tepes.
Having mercy with him, Dracula turned him into a Vampire, only realizing later that he wasn't a Human but a Demon.
Without thanking Dracula, Sancturas left and soon saw what he has done by killing his father.
The Demons in Hell, with no Master to serve, now roam Earth and soon, the Vampires followed.
Having lost all interest in Life, Sancturas gave up a fight he could've easily won and was then locked away in a Prison especially made for him.
MorsMortua has been created because of him.
Personality: Sanctura is loyal and sometimes acts out of context and just suddenly does something.
He's disgusted by Demons and Vampires and therefore disgusted by himself.
He's the perfect gentleman and hardly ever loses his composure and good manners.
He hates it when people are overly courageous, but also somehow do d' it amusing.
He's a Masochist and loves pain more than anything else and would even enter a church and pray just to feel pain and burn from the inside.
If an Enemy isn't able to hurt him, he gets pretty annoyed and turns into a sadistic fuck, usually ripping off limb after limb very slowly and maybe eating them in front of them if they are still alive.
Weapons: He is the Weapon.
Appearance:
(Red eyes.)
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Name: -No first name.- MorsMortua
Age: 20.
Race: Human.
Gender: Female.
Backstory:
Born as the second twin of the MorsMortua heir, she was doomed at birth.
She was to be used as a breeding pool, to create dispensable heirs.
Her story starts as an infant, raised in an almost perfect yet sealed environment.
She got no education what so ever, and was mostly drugged and sedated.
Her body being trained to withstand great pain, she mostly got tortured, beaten and humiliated. The pain was also emotional.
Yet they kept her body without scars or imperfections.
Keeping her just mentally sane enough to breath.
When she came of age, slowly the masters stimulated her body until she was hardly conscious, finding the most deprived depths of sexuality.
A great error was made. Her body refused to produce a child.
There were no physical reasons, MorsMortua stood for an enigma.
In their anger, for the decade of work, they put into her upbringen, they wanted to use her as a sex toy.
The most depraved people of the realm, with the greatest purses, abused her, her entire teen years.
Slowly she started to see it as her job, and started to even work towards their goal.
Most men felt humiliated for not being able to satisfy her, or even faze her.
The chose to sell her off, for meat, or whatever anyone would like to do with her.
No longer caring in keeping her healthy or pretty, as even after all these years, she still didn't conceive.
Her twin, also failed as an heir, being a gullable dimwit, almost as docile and mindless as her sister.
They wanted to awaken her, by showing her twin sister, hoping the shock would make her conscious.
Beyond moral reasoning, they started to horribly ravage and torture her sister.
When she noticed she didn't feel anything of it, and even in that situation tried to help her assaulters, she did awaken, just not as they expected.
In a horrible rage, she who never even hurted a fly, grabbed one of the guards weapons, shot them, and the assaulters. Trying to set her free.
They then changed their focus to her, seeing her as a possibility for breeding, and started to ravage her.
Her sister not being used anymore, looked at her sister, screaming and helpless.
It was a short moment, when she looked in her eyes. There was no emotion, yet she found the zero point of emotion.
She merely wanted to end a suffering she though was beyond this world.
Her trained body, could probably litteraly rip a human in 2 pieces. And so she did.
First, she killed her sister. Crushing her skull with one hand, and ripping and shredding her heart with the other.
The half a second of shock, was enough for her to slay everyone in the room.
She exited the room, for the first time in her life.
She opens greatest sealed door, with the keys she found.
And found something very unexpected.
Personality: Emotionless, calculated and intuitive.
Weapons: Herself.
Appearance:
Age: 20.
Race: Human.
Gender: Female.
Backstory:
Born as the second twin of the MorsMortua heir, she was doomed at birth.
She was to be used as a breeding pool, to create dispensable heirs.
Her story starts as an infant, raised in an almost perfect yet sealed environment.
She got no education what so ever, and was mostly drugged and sedated.
Her body being trained to withstand great pain, she mostly got tortured, beaten and humiliated. The pain was also emotional.
Yet they kept her body without scars or imperfections.
Keeping her just mentally sane enough to breath.
When she came of age, slowly the masters stimulated her body until she was hardly conscious, finding the most deprived depths of sexuality.
A great error was made. Her body refused to produce a child.
There were no physical reasons, MorsMortua stood for an enigma.
In their anger, for the decade of work, they put into her upbringen, they wanted to use her as a sex toy.
The most depraved people of the realm, with the greatest purses, abused her, her entire teen years.
Slowly she started to see it as her job, and started to even work towards their goal.
Most men felt humiliated for not being able to satisfy her, or even faze her.
The chose to sell her off, for meat, or whatever anyone would like to do with her.
No longer caring in keeping her healthy or pretty, as even after all these years, she still didn't conceive.
Her twin, also failed as an heir, being a gullable dimwit, almost as docile and mindless as her sister.
They wanted to awaken her, by showing her twin sister, hoping the shock would make her conscious.
Beyond moral reasoning, they started to horribly ravage and torture her sister.
When she noticed she didn't feel anything of it, and even in that situation tried to help her assaulters, she did awaken, just not as they expected.
In a horrible rage, she who never even hurted a fly, grabbed one of the guards weapons, shot them, and the assaulters. Trying to set her free.
They then changed their focus to her, seeing her as a possibility for breeding, and started to ravage her.
Her sister not being used anymore, looked at her sister, screaming and helpless.
It was a short moment, when she looked in her eyes. There was no emotion, yet she found the zero point of emotion.
She merely wanted to end a suffering she though was beyond this world.
Her trained body, could probably litteraly rip a human in 2 pieces. And so she did.
First, she killed her sister. Crushing her skull with one hand, and ripping and shredding her heart with the other.
The half a second of shock, was enough for her to slay everyone in the room.
She exited the room, for the first time in her life.
She opens greatest sealed door, with the keys she found.
And found something very unexpected.
Personality: Emotionless, calculated and intuitive.
Weapons: Herself.
Appearance:
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Renki
Lazy King of Laziness
I suppose very work in progress
Renki
Lazy King of Laziness
Wow. That's... Wow... I mean, it's good. But... Wow...
Also I don't see a picture :0
Also I don't see a picture :0
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I sended it to you, the one of yesterday!
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