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Description

Angelic name:Lucas

Fallen:Requiem Knightmare

Age:He never says, only those that were close to him know of it

Height(Human/demon):6'6

Weight(human/demon):245

Profession: Hired Assassin

Physical appearance Human: He has long black hair cut short to his shoulders, his left eye hidden by an eye-patch with intense tribal designs all over it. His skin is tan though his left arm is pale, nearly snowy white, is one of the deformity in appearance that appears on his human form, he's physique is athletic, though not heavily muscular he's built solid and it shows. his right eye is a red color, another deformity to his appearance, one that causes other to shy away from him, other then that he appears to look like he's in his mid-twenties, though to some people it seems to range from mid to early thirties.

Demonic Appearance:Though he does not appear much different then his human form, his skin now a dark navy color, his left arm returning to normal; now covered in scale like armor his fingers now ending with dragon-talons on his left hand, his right hand staying pretty much the same His hair now pure white. His eyepatch gone revealing his left eye, the entire thing a bright gold in color, almost glowing in appearance.

Personality

He's cold and calculating, and paid to act that way, no longer counting himself amongst the horde of evil, but not near as readily accepting of the army of good. He's very calm; his voice loud and booming when he speaks, though that is few and far between. Through the self training he's put himself through he's realized that words are the last resort of the weak, and something that he does not need to use to get his way.

Strengths and weaknesses:Due to his age, his choice of weapons he is a master off, though with no wings to give him defense, and and a reduced healing ability, he's very careful and cautious always willing to strike from the shadows instead of an outright fight. He's come to have a hard time accepting anyone, that wants to be near him, his heart heavy and cold from the betrayal of their heavenly father, and the fact he himself betrayed the leader of the fallen. Through this he has chosen to keep himself away from anyone that could become his friend, or anything more. Due to lack of defensive abilities he's developed an abundance of speed combined that with that natural strength he's a vital threat, though still quite easy to overpower due to his lack of a high healing attribute

Equipment

Weapon:He carries two large Dirks. both of custom make, and both of great durability and make. They very weapons he used against his creator, and the very weapons he now uses in his chosen profession.

Defense:He wears a full chest plate of armor with intriguing tribal designs all over it, shoulder guards and vambraces over heavy leather gauntlet on his right hand his left arm completely armored in itself. He also wears heavy shin guard that protect from his knee to his ankle.

Constant: The cloak he wears with a hood as well as the armor mentioned, never being seen without them nor his weapons. even in human form.

History

Though not as old as Gabriel, or any of the other angels, he was still another that awoke to serve the Lord, and with that came the notion of being helpful to all. This came as no surprise, an Angel with an urge to help. Though the urge to help he had, was burnt out once he was given his purpose, the messenger of Death itself, the harbinger of the end. This was his destiny, but he choose to fight it, and thus he was also one of the ones that turned, and fell as well. This was his punishment, though he personally did not accept it, leaving behind his fated destiny in hell, he made it to earth, leaving behind his past to only concentrate on his future here, assuming his angelic name and taking a more mortal form he began to walk the earth, though with that fact he found himself a profession that suited his talents, and now a hitman for hire. He now let his destiny be used in personal gain, now living out his immortal damnation on earth, though with more of an open mind, and not such a frozen heart, through a sense of honor, though a hitman he has, and will not ever harm an innocent, giving up his mission to deliver death to all that were effected by it. Though still destined to reap the ones that fell.

(Hope this history is alright, this is a new Genre for me, so i hope this work's if not I can edit it)

Requiem Knightmare's Story