Azazel is a word adapted from Hebrew, and it some religions means a fallen angel or an angel of death. His surname, Nero, came from the tyrannical Roman emperor Nero with was said to have a hand in the fall of Rome
So this is the human world... not bad I guess, I'll have fun~
Azezal Nero
"Its a powerful name... But personally I prefer Lucifer."
[ Nicknames/Aliases ]
Luci- "I only let the ones who are closer to me get away with calling me that, but try doing that and see what would happen."
Morning star/Son of the dawn-"Meh, those are pretty formal, but I suppose..."
[ Age ]
Timeless, but he looks 19.
"That's why they say 'don't judge a book by its cover', right?"
[ Gender ]
Male
"Care to enlighten me on how you are mistaken about my gender?"
[ Race ]
Fallen angel or demon, one of the three generals of Satan.
"I used to be an angel... there's no point denying it is there?"
[ Role/Occupation ]
Azazel was one of the three demon generals under Satan, but he is currently working as a writer of supernatural stories.
"Especially in the subject of demons, I am rather knowledgeable in that sense.
[ Face Claim(s) ]
Byakuran from hitman reborn, Makishima Shogo from Psycho Pass
The Outside
[ Eye Color ]
A striking purple that intensifies in color when he is fighting.
"It's kinda hard to find in modern Tokyo, so I try to hide it at times."
[ Skin Tone ]
A pale, creamy porcelain color, completely unaffected by the sun.
"Heh, are you jealous?"
[ Height ]
6'0. In his natural form he is much taller, but as a human his height lowered to 5'7.
"In the human form I can see lord eye to eye, how interesting."
[ Weight ]
110lbs
"I need to stay light, else I'll fall to my death if my wings can't support it.
[ General Description of Human Form and Demon Form ]
Azazel stands at a height of 6'0 in his demonic form, with hair and eyes both a light purple, almost turning silver in the light. Tall and lanky, he hardly puts on any weight no matter what he eats, and he is quite thankful for that, as he constantly worries that his wings would not support him. There are some odd markings under his eyes that usually are a deep purple, but depending on what fighting stance he was using, they would turn from purple to black or red as he fights, sometimes stretching over his eye.
As he used to be an angel, a pair of wings made out of light spreads out from his back when he wills it to and are quite sharp, with the ability to cut his enemies with one strike. When he get serious, the wings slowly fade into a deep shade of black,and seemed to be made out of darkness itself. In his human form, he is only about 5'7 making him a little annoyed when he couldn't reach the things he used to when he was taller. His eyes, once purple has been changed into a shade of olive green, and his hair color continued to turn lighter, until it changed into a shade of silver altogether, the scars under his eye had disappeared too. However, even as a human, his unnerving habit of smiling without a care as he is hurting others still makes him suspicious to others sometimes.
Inner Soul
✔ Seeing others hurt or hurting others || "Its just so... satisfying. Oh, a sadist? Is that what you call people like me nowadays?"
✔ Marshmallows || "They are completely irresistible. Good thing I don't gain weight because I can't help myself."
✔ Ebooks ||"It stores so much information in one small piece of technology. The best thing is that you can carry it around at all times!"
✔ Writing ||"I have to say, being in that line of profession for so long, I have developed a liking for that particular activity."
[ Dislikes ]
x Technological Malfunctions ||"I would give you blood and soul. Just. Stop. Blinking."
x Heros || "Because I would love someone who almost killed me."
x Backstabbers||"Once you gain my trust I hope you never lose it. And if you do, well... We'll see whats coming to get you."
[ Weaknesses ]
☠Precious things || Whether they were his friends or just his possessions, he tends to lose his cool when he sees them injured or damaged in any way.
☠Sweets || He has a tendency to be bribed by sugary things after all...
☠His scar || He has a long scar on his abdomen where the hero stabbed him, and he is still healing up on earth. It is his ultimate achilles heel, and if you hit it hard enough the pain would render him helpless for a while.
[ Abilities/Skills ]
✶Wings || He is in possession of the wings of light and darkness, both of which are extremely sharp and can shoot feathers when he transforms.
✶Planning || He enjoys making elaborate ones that take everyone's strengths and weaknesses into consideration.
✶Persuasion || With his looks and his talents for convincing people, Azezal can easily be extremely persuasive even in his human form.
✶Lying || He has no qualms about lying whatsoever, and his expression is the same light hearted look, hardly changing, causing him to trick people easily.
[ Personality ]
Always easily amused, Azezal usually has a carefree smile on his face as if he was always enjoying and savouring the situation that he was in, no matter how bad it was. Even when he was making plans or doing something serious, he always has a smile and the bemused and calculating look hardly leaves his face, as if he wasn't taking a thing seriously, making most wonder how he ever managed to be one of the devil's generals, let alone third in position of fighting. However, there is no doubting his abilities as a tactician, his plans being clearly based on a person's strengths and weaknesses, even doing it because there was simply nothing to do sometimes.
Being a demon and a natural sadist, he felt a slightly bored at times as about nothing goes wrong all the time for him to entertain himself with. In fact, the heroes' coming to fight was probably the most fun he's got in quite a long while, and its safe to say that he enjoyed every moment of it. Even so, his attitude has taken a change after the blow that felled him dealt by the hero when he was not careful. His attitude toward fighting has become more serious, instead of treating it like a past time, something for him to have fun. His hatred for heroes has also grown, even though he is careful not to show it while he is biding his time on earth trying to heal both his wounds and his pride from the recent fight.
Memoirs
Azezal used to be in the world of light, the fact that he would not deny if asked about it. He doesn't talk about his time before he came there, however, simply saying that it was much too tedious and tiring for his liking. He was never quite satisfied with his situations, thinking that they lacked excitement, so he came to the world of darkness, the demon realm, where there were much more chaos, more things that kept him interested. As he technically didn't have any parents, he simply took care of himself, it was no big deal, even when he was younger. Settling down in a small demonic town, he provided for himself, adapting pretty well even though he wasn't universally accepted by all of the demons, because he was simply different. He wasn't born there, and thus he was sometimes discriminated against by the demons his age. But he didn't mind. It was far to enjoyable to rip their throats out in a reckless challenge when they think him harmless, just one wring move, one small challenge to a fight was enough to leave them dead at his hands, an excuse to kill them. Even when he was younger, Azezal knew how to bide his time, slowly waiting for the kill, how to taunt the enemy so they agree to a fight to the death. He knew how to put on appearances, using his carefree smile to fool others, even if his hands were stained with blood.
By and by, they slowly learnt that Azezal was one to be left well alone and to be feared despite his almost perfect, angelic appearance that made him seem harmless, and they did just that, looking at him with eyes filled with fear, and he enjoyed that, surprisingly, though he felt slightly irked at the fact that he was not able to kill anyone just of yet.. However, the army of heroes came soon to take over the town, and they burned it to the ground, just like they did so many other towns. Azezal was one of the lucky survivors, but he felt the sense of rage, of hatred for the humans who had done it, as though he had no one to care for, no one to mourn over, they had disrupted his 'playground' the place where he had fun in. Having left for the shadows just so he could have more 'fun' things in his life, the destroying of the town made him angry and annoyed, so of course, he took the chance to get into Satan's army when offered to, and from there, he slowly went up the ranks as his fighting and planning skills were unparalleled by the others in his league, though the youth was quite unwilling to use them, preferring to toy with his victims unless strictly necessary to kill them.
Ironically, it was that trait that brought him down by the hero's blade, for when he was instructed to defend the walls, he did so, but deemed it too easy, just carelessly fighting without putting his mind into it. He stalled for too long with one particular hero however, and was stabbed through the stomach in a moment of weakness, allowing the heroes to push forward their attack. Of course, every moment was crucial in a battle, and though the Noire and Alaric tried to keep them back, they seemed to be too late. With such a serve blow on his stomach, it was a miracle that Azezal managed to get to the portal and escape after Satan even if he was drained of energy.
When he woke up in the human body, he was surprised to find himself in a hospital, but the doctors explained that he was found unconscious with a huge wound on his stomach, and was immediately sent for treatment. It took him quite a few weeks to recuperate, to his annoyance, as his human body healed up much more slowly than when he was a demon, and when he was finally discharged, he immediately 'rented' an apartment by brainwashing the landlady with whats left of his powers and became a writer while searching for the others with all his brainpower, hacking into websites as such, even police files to check where they were. His books gave him quite a good income, but whenever he got too well known for his liking, he wrote under several pen names, always changing them just before the news reporters caught up to him. It took him quite a while to relocate the others, but he managed, adapting just like he did before, until he stumbled upon Satan by accident.
[ Others ]
He had not been able to keep his demon form on earth, so he was reduced to a human form.