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The Creator

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a character in “The Chronicles of Exas: Three Towers of Blood”, as played by Calyx_Mason

Description

Name; Asmodia DelaCourteImage
Age: between 500000
Species: Unknown
Physical Gender: Male
Gender Identity: Male
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Dominant Hand: Left
Height: I choose how tall I am, I have that power
Weight: I choose how much I weigh, bow before your God
Skin tone: Pale White
Eye Color: Blood Red with Gold
Hair Color: Greying
Hair Style: Balding on the top
Tattoos and Scars: curse tattoos on his forearms
Aura Color: Gold with flecks of black and red
Aura Type: Pulse
Aura Scent:Rotting Flesh
Fashion Sense: Ceremonial Robes


PERSONALITY
Personality Type: Narcissistic, Malicious, Callous, Greedy, Hateful, Megalomaniacal
Favorite Color: The color of fresh blood, the pallor of a true fear,
Favorite Meal: The Souls of Children
Likes: others sufferng, pain, sorrow, death, evil, lying, revenge, manipulation, murder, Marius
Dislikes: truth, justice, freedom, heroes, good, hope, happiness
Strengths:you will see
Fears:i fear nothing
Describe you Perfect Partner: My lieutenant, Marius.


EQUIPMENT
Classifaction: I was once a Priest, a mage, a politician, a poet, and a father
Main Weapon: The Creator Power
Secondary Weapon: Who needs a second when they can defy all laws
Armour:The Creator Power
Powers:Do I need to repeat myself.
Trained Skills: I killed 2 billion sentient beings once
Natural Talents: Hate
Pets: The Universe, The Angels, everything
Summons: Your greatest fear.

HISTORY
I Am The Creator and Am not bound by your rules or laws.

So begins...

The Creator's Story

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Character Portrait: Grimnir Blackvein Character Portrait: The Creator
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The Messenger watch as Grimnir summoned his weapon. "A scythe, huh, my master will find ya hilariously similar to his last herald, prepare for combat!" he shouted. He just watched and planned his next moves as the warrior brandished his scythe and launched several energy based attacks at him. "Hmph, ya best choose a better form of attack than energy, boyo!" he laughed as he vanished with a flourish.

As the fight proceeded a man in a long ceremonial robe sat on the roof of a nearby house. "Good, a skilled warrior, capable of utilizing lunar magicks; continue, Messenger; assure me he can bring me Marius's unconscious body!" he telepathically spoke to his Messenger.

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Character Portrait: Grimnir Blackvein Character Portrait: The Creator
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As the fight began to drag on Grimnir lost his temper. " Fine you want top play hard ball let's play!" Grimnir's scythe disappeared and he began to glow with Lunar Magic. " Stage of the Moon: Second Stage, Stage of the Half Moon!" Grimnir gained claws fangs and slit glowing white eyes. On top of that his tail and ears perked out the fur turning a glowing white. Suddenly he was gone and behind the so called messenger. " Try and dodge me now "BOYO"!" Grimnir would slash with his claw with enough force that it tore up the ground in its wake if he would collide with the man he would be launched into a nearby wall if he missed the ground would certainly have seen better days and most likely crater with sufficient magnitude to crack the surrounding foundation.

If further anger came to Grimnir he would proceed to his Full Moon Stage second only to his final form. In his full moon stage his strength and speed would increase significantly. He was wary to waste so much power on this Messenger person so he was wary of this person's skills.

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Character Portrait: Grimnir Blackvein Character Portrait: The Creator
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The Creator walked with gleeful interest, a warrior whose fury and ferocity were unmatched, a talent for high speed combat, a perfect opponent for Marius, and a great addition to the Syndicate.

"HA, good job keeping up but I'm not the one ya' should be chasing aftah, He is!" The Messenger said as he pointed towards a awning at himself. The one that Grimnir was paying attention to was just an after image and the real Messenger had set up a trap. "Heaven's Chalice: Shine down ya' radiant light, burn away my enemies and cast out all darkness." he shouted with his hands glowing and pointed towards the sky. Beams of golden and white hot light began to etch themselves into the ground below him and covering a space of 40 yards, the lights were creating a massive spell circle with a small circle in the center flashing, it was trying to draw in energy, light and warmth, to create a holy beacon of light that broke through the clouds and sending shock waves across the sky.
Silence fell upon Central as the beam began to dim, and an object slowly descended from the Heavens. A goblet, no, a chalice, was coming down to Exas, it glowed and shimmered with a warm golden color. The chalice was made an unknown white substance, with gold trace work and glyphs all over it. The Messenger dove for the Chalice sending a massive field of light mines out as he glided across the street from his perch. "There is no way he can defeat me! This minefield will tear him to shred and the Chalice will end this." he thought with a great smirk smearing across his face.

"ENOUGH!!!!!!" The Creator boomed, his hands outstretched. The the light-mine field and chalice both dissipated. "Boy, I am the father of all, the shaper of this Universe, your ruler, The Creator; come work for me, you will have power greater than anything of our wildest dreams." He pontificated as he descended from his vantage point, on a disc of golden light. He out streched his hand one more time and pointed it towards Grimnir, with out any effort at all he began to stripe the warrior of his transformed state returning him to his semi-human form.

The setting changes from Eddi's to The Red District

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Arom\Aromaeus Character Portrait: Grimnir Blackvein Character Portrait: The Devourer Character Portrait: The Creator
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Sitting in an old tenement building, Arom watched the Messenger and Grimnir fight. "I know what you are going to ask, no there is nothing I can do to stop him. He is following the path that he is supposed to be on. Yes, we are still meeting for cheesecake and tea, it will be you, Moan, Xanatos, and I expect you to be on your best behavior, Allen." Arom said in to a small phone. "I've got to go, the fight is abpout to end, The Creator has neutralized all the attacks!"

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