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Demon Lord Psophor

"Hrahaha! Now this, this is great!"

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Long Lost Lius

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Demon Lord Psophor

Description: Quite the terrifying being. Psophor is completely Image
covered in emblazoned armor, A wide torn red mantle bellows behind him as he swings his two huge blades. His presence makes anyone slightly magical shiver, either that's from the dark gods or simply the amount of lives he has claimed. He stands at a massive 7'5 feet making him look even more terrifying

Personality: Psophor or Psoph as the few figures who considers him human call him is a devious person, Plagued his entire life he finally snapped and surrendered himself to the old, dark gods. This transformed him into a powerful being. all the anger and hatred that previously fueled him, He could finally release it and wreak havoc upon humanity. Soon, quite unsuspectingly he developed quite the cheery demeanor. finding happiness in war and death. It's hard to understand him, it's doubtful that even he understands his reasoning. Still he utterly loves combat, death and blood. It's usual for him to simply start attacking someone he considers fun while cackling madly. Well, the ones he consider fun are the ones he could not possibly kill. Because that would not be fun, Right? He has no place that he considers home nor does he have any proper family members, Perhaps he slayed them? Still He wanders the world looking for Fun So to say, fighting anyone and anything that crosses him. Suprisingly in the right mood he usually avoids killing the people he talk to. The reasoning behind this is unknown, Still "Avoid killing" Doesn't mean he would't gladly sever a limb.

Weapons & Abilities: Psoph's Main means of attack is clearly the two huge blades, Both could only be considered as two-handers in a normal humans hand, Psoph does not contain much specific skill with these blades, Still madly swinging these weapons at a speed only a demon can achieve is more than neccesary to send entire squadrons of enemies running, The pure force of the blades will easily puncture most defences, and if not guarding, Cut an entire human in two. But in the case that Psophor feels for a more interesting fight then he uses the demonic abilities he's been granted. His favorite being a Breath of fire spewing straight out of his helmet, usually used to catch a skilled enemy of-guard. He can also summon small cannon-fodder like demons, this ability is not often used since Psoph's love for combat. He keeps a few more tricks wich would be his Mad Mind Psoph Is immune to any and all attempts of Mind control or Manipulation, He does neither fear death, More embracing it. And thus can not be intimidated. Protection Of The Dark Gods Being favored by the gods grants him much needed protection against Divine/Holy attacks, But also slightly enhance his attacks granting him powers which can even affect Gods.

History: Psoph was an entirely normal human living in Wing City, He had no notable talent, He was unable to fight for himself and lived in fear of the many strong Beings, Thugs, Thieves and Heros that crossed this world. His name was unkown, He was unkown. He was noone and was harrased as that nobody. Finally the time came, Psoph gave in to his temptation and became a demon, A demon fueled by weakness. During the early time of his conquest he spent time harassing Wing City, Killing mercilessly. But soon he was reported in different systems, Simply murdering without hesitation. He is quite widely known among the authorities, Mostly The Aschen empire as he has conducted several raids against them. Still his favorite enemies reside in Wing City, In wich he now more specifically targets the WCPD.

So begins...

Demon Lord Psophor's Story

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A few moments pass. The forest in a quiet tranquility, Allowing the group to start their work. Until suddenly a presence pierces trough the forest, A presence disturbing the forests calm, Making animals flee from the location. This presence felt fierce, even for a God. All of It focusing onto Emily. Focusing back onto it only releaved something was actively looking for her. A being had clearly been disturbed by her, And was now coming towards her in force, Creating havoc on its way

But it seemed.. Happy, Wierdly enough. Since the presence itself seemed to be such a mass of chaos.
The Demon lord had found someone Fun

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Its quite the efficient empty room isn't it?

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"Heh, Its quite the nice jacket after all" A stew steps into the darkness of the alley a huge figure can barely be seen trough the shadows, He was not previously there. Large metal like thorns can be made out from his shoulder and head, His eyes almost glowing. The figure could be easily mistaken for a devil. His voice thick and rasped, Like those overly dramatic villains. "Velvet is quite the rarity around here, So I bet these people wouldn't care to do such a thing"

"Still, are you just gonna die here? Do you not have things you wish to do? The figure slowly lowered into a crouching position placing both his arms on his knees, Loud metal-like sounds echoes trough the alley as he moves. His voice remained emotionless but a small undertone.. of what could only be, Amusement gently pushed into his tone "I wont blame you for simply giving up here... But you people usually don't accept death that easily...

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"You know nothing of me, please refrain from categorizing... oh, yeah. I think I'd like to die here. Death by my own fucking sword to the chest would be a pretty nice way to go down." Luci waved a hand passively into the air, "Even though there's no wound visible, I'm still gonna die. I've done all I need to do, screwed up everything I needed to screw up, fucked up every possible thing I could ever fuck up. Besides... I don't think that, even if I actually had more to do, I wouldn't get saved any time soon. In other words..." She brushed her bangs over her eyes, before shutting them slowly and exhaling as best as she could without coughing up blood. "...don't waste your time, aye?"

"I'm a mess, and everyone knows it."

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A loud uncharacteristic laugh escapes from him "Didnt expect someone on the way to hell to have such bite!" The figure rose up again standing tall above Luci "But still, Isn't The magic of humanity that you can make up for mistakes? Always change things with your own power? The figure gingerly lifts one of his hands stroking its apparent jaw "Thats what ive been told anyway... but well, You can't trust a deadmans words.."

His glowing eyes diverting to hers watching them slowly close "Don't die on me" He tilts his head his eyes focusing deeply on her "Its honestly just idiotic to go and die in some fucking alley isn't it?

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All witnesses to murder wind up murdered themselves. That is, after all, the horrible tragic yet withstanding rule of law...
"Listen here, you sir. I'm on my way to taking a memento of sorts to my grave-site and headstone - wherever the fuck that may be. It's the easy way out, to do such a thing. Cowardly? Oh yeah, you can be sure of that. Why bother taking my witnessing to anyplace but six feet beneath cold, hard packed dirt, when it won't change a damn thing? Get drunk off my ass, take whatever I can down so that the pain is null and void, travel from hopeless city to hopeless city with no goals whatsoever. My Hell, sir; will be my reliving of my former jackass boss burying a bullet into the heart of my lover without anything to do about it."

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The same uncharacteristic laugh escapes from him, He leaned forward out of the shadows revealing his face... or helmet a skull carved across it with large horns decorating the top "Wow.. Thats so weak, yet strong? Hehe.. I must say, you are so very reminiscent of someone, someone long gone!" He suddenly in one large swopping motion steps out of the shadows walking straight past Luci, With two huge swords in each hand he turns towards her. "It seems the rest of the Undermarket is turning into one hell of a party" He motions one of his swords out of the alley, towards the fight between the Guardsmen and the demons "They even seem to be targeting my kind, how could i possibly miss out on all that death? So lets say it like this, Think of this hard. I can allow you to live, But you are not ever allowed to regret life. Or I can leave you in this dirty little alley. Leave you to either embrace death, Or to use your own power and fight!"

He felt happy, soon he was gonna join glorious combat, and he gets to see someone weak, Someone just as weak as he used to be fight. But really, Was she hopeless?

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"Move the fuck over, then. If a "professional" assassin is gonna put her life on the line again, it's gonna be done the right way." Gritting her teeth together, Luci forced herself upright, casting aside her tattered velvet coat upon the ground below to reveal what could only be described as a far too casual work uniform to fit what the girl had titled herself: a tight crimson tank top that cut off far above her belly button, ripped ivory cotton skinny jeans, knee high ebony leather boots laced all the way up. Bandages wrapped around her right arm, her chest, covered in dried blood. "Move over and move out, yeah? Let's get this over with!" This girl possessed no psychical weapons, at least none that were evidently present upon her person... How in the Hell was this girl, of all people, going to participate in battle? "Oh, I'm Luci by the way. Luci Gray."

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Hah, he hadn't smiled this wide in months. He stretched both his blades to each side of Luci in a welcoming gesture Hmh, Well then Luci Gray! I Psophor, Demon of weakness. Welcome you! He took one quick step towards the exit of the alley, Resting both his blade on his shoulders. I should mention... I do not fight very.. "Supportive". So I do not hope you die now that I have invested in you! He then starts slowly walking out of the alley, His mantle swaying dramatically behind him.

This girl. How interesting, Is she really in a shape to fight? Still, Hopefully she will keep on impressing him.

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"So... you're a Demon, yeah? Aren't Demons supposed to be all big and intimidating? I mean, I ended up running into a few Groups of them in the back alleys that I had to take, when I used to deliver packages for my dad. But in the end, they didn't really seem like the kind of entity that would wanna rip me limb for limb..." Not like I'd care, I don't have much to be around for anymore. Now that I'm alone... utterly, completely alone, with nothing to stand for. No morals, no sense of what's right and what happens to be barbaric by anyone's standards.. "James was a Demon," Luci began suddenly, wanting to kick herself where it would really, really cause injury the moment those very words slipped from her lips. Too late to retract now... "Well, Fallen Angel turned Demon Prince... I mirror him, in ability and appearance color-wise." Even in death. "Anyways, it's not like any of that matters to you, so I'll just get to work, then."

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Psoph imminently turned around, tilting his head to the side questioning. Firstly, I'll ignore the big and intimidating comment... Secondly, I understand that there was something about you... You were far to.. "attractive" for a human. Abilities of a demon prince? Psoph leaned forward, his helmet getting uncomfortably close Thirdly... Why would someone mirroring a demon prince be dying in this lonely alley?

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Her eyes flickered for a mere moment, crimson seeping into their naturally burning amber. Overturning her hands palm side up, and with every sweep of her delicate fingers came twisting shadows, twisting around her fingers, up her right arm. "He made me that way... someone to be like him, to share in the insanity of what he himself had become. I was his.... I had someone to hold me, to restrain me when I snapped. Now I have nobody at all, thanks to my own utter stupidity... I was possessed by dependence to the only one who wasn't there when I woke up in pools of blood. Now I am this... locked within my regrettable body."

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His face was still close, A peculiar heat could be felt from it. Not comfortable, More like an out-of-control fire I understand... This is a sad world isn't it? for a mere moment his voiced displayed actually sorrow before he suddenly regained himself, Taking one quick step away from Luci Hah... I'm feeling pity? That's stupid.. You probably aren't that thankful for someone like me showing pity eh? Before any reaction could be made Psoph leaned backwards Then take this is as an opportunity to prove, both for me and yourself, That you still have some kind of power left! He suddenly lunged out of the alley, arriving on the main street as he slammed both his blades down on a poor Guardsman, leaving nothing but a gory mess. He was invigorated, finally some bloodshed. He was about fight this impressive comissar. Yet, His mind was clouded: "Why would I show pity like that!?

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Emily payed the presence no heed as she ensured the individuals kept working, construction moving quite fast with the occasional assistance of spawned material coming from Emily's staff. "Keep working minor beings. I will deal with whatever heads our way."

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Suddenly, the brushery located in front of Emily bursts as a huge demon wearing equally huge armor appears. Wielding two blades, once again, huge. His entire figure seemed to shiver with excitement. A thick voice escaped from his helmet There you are! Hah! I must say, Your aura is simply delicious The moment it appeared I just couldn't keep myself away! He stretched one of his arms, pointing one of his swords towards Emily Tell me, are you a god?

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The Guardsman fell one by one as the demons cut them down, however for every one that fell two more took his place. They all yelled at the demons with equal ferocity. "For the Emperor men! FOR THE EMPEROR!" The guardsman yelled as they continued to fight without faltering. More and more Imperial reinforcements continued to storm the Undermarket, and no matter how much armor the enemy wore the armored fist of the Imperium would see to it that there was no defense from the Emperors wrath.

Meanwhile for Cain, as he returned to the Undermarket from a little...sidetrack...He noticed a creature jumped from an alleyway and slammed its blades into one of his guardsman. "Well looks like another demon has arrived to face my wrath. Well then...lets get this over with, I have bigger demons to kill." Cain spoke as he drew his chainsword and revved it causing the weapon to roar to life.

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Psoph quickly rose up, His blades had gone straight trough the guardsman, Cutting deep into the stone pavement. He withdrew both the blades, Giving one short look into the alley at Luci before moving up pointing one of his blades towards the Commissar Bigger Demons? Oh, I will enjoy this! His thick voice spilled out of the gaping helmet. He suddenly jerked his head backwards Luci! Do not assist me! He then gently started walking towards Cain

Apologies for the interruption. I do not wish to make you wait His walk slowly turned into a jog, the jog turning into a sprint as he slammed straight trought two guardsmen, in one swell move he rose both his swords overhead onto Cain. The attack was highly predictable and would be easy to dodge. but it seemed more like an challenge than an pure attempt to hurt him.

He was so going to enjoy this

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She took a few steps back, eyes darting towards a slender gap between her and this utter bloodshed; an all too familiarly insanity inducing nightmare which struck something within the girl, as she stood with her boots planted firmly upon the ground. Who cares if any of these people live, or fall to the ground, begging for their lives...? Who cares? "Goddammit, I don't know what the Hell I'm supposed to do then! Sick of this, I'm sick of it." Then... Luci's eyes narrowed, shadows around her fingers dispersing into the air, only to rip directly through..something. The following euphoric rush as blood pooled around her feet felt... it felt... good?! No, that's not what she wanted... Rush fading, she was instead left with a feeling of dread, cowardice...

"I can't do this, not again! It's... I don't... I can't... I can't JUST STAND HERE, YOU IDIOT!" Her voice lowered, becoming more of a growl as she ripped away her feet from fear's grasp, stepping towards the two. "You can't tell me not to assist you, that's not something I'm going to listen to..." This was a literal act to display everything that was left of her... which wasn't much of anything at all. "... got it?" She withdrew her own long-sword, blade flickering with pure darkness. Something she hadn't put her hands on for years, but now was a pretty good time to use it.

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"Unusually perceptive for a Demon Lord. Remember your place, for kinds akin to me have granted you powers beyond normal suffice. However, I am of little care for station at the moment. Allow me to confirm your eyes; I am indeed a God, and this location to be the new center for worship of me." Emily was small by comparison to the Demon Lord, appearing as a mere Human Archbishop, but if he could feel her aura, it was quite indescribable and odd, but immensely strong. No wonder that something of such a chaotic nature as Psophor was would be drawn to it.

Emily kept her eyes closed as she assumed a praying posture, putting her hands together before her. The people building the temple continued to work as though they were oblivious to everything, for even wounds they acquired were simply ignored with no pain or recognition. Emily would then smile. "Ahh, chosen Acolytes return from a mission they accepted. I'll need to make sure they can come to my location." She would summon her staff to broadcast an odd frequency wave that would command the ships her Acolytes used her way. "They'll be here soon, so let's make this quick. You have sought me out, so you have an intention. State what you are pursuing of me if you have business with; move on otherwise. I'll answer what questions you can have, and perchance do what is asked if faith is had."

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For a breif moment Posophor seemed taken aback, He slowly, hesitantly lowered his blade "That is a very good question, What will i do now? He sheepishly tilted his head to the side "I seek out the weakest of the weak, And the strongest of the strong. So surely I couldn't pass up upon a god!" He took one quick step towards Emily, resting both his blades upon his shoulders as he looks down upon her "Most Gods would have already attempted to simply rid themself of me! Hmmm..." He loosened both his blades placing them uncomfortably close to Emily

"Should i perhaps attempt to aggrevate you by slaughtering your followers? Or should i simply attempt to gut you here? Yes, Your very presence is so... attractive I can barely contain myself! He could feel it in his entire body, this woman was more, much more than the things he has faced. but that only sparked him. He wished to see her bleed.

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"I do not battle for any thrill, nor do I care for any followers. You cannot comprehend the true motives of what I seek, so I ask that you perchance consider the potential outcomes. I will thank you for the crude compliment however. Very few of the mortals who worship me bother to do much beyond praise me." There was a level of perhaps genuine appreciation at the choice of words, if not also a level of sass that indicated fun mental teasing no doubt used to mess with her congregation.

With the blades close to her person, she would begin exuding an indescribable force that was designed to typically dissuade non-Gods from being able to raise any weapon or power against her. Whether Posophor would be affected at all was yet to be seen, though if Emily was ready for a fight, she showed none of the anticipation, instead assuming her praying posture once more as she turned to oversee the working individuals.

"Do what you will; Demon Lord, for I care little of your eventual choice." She raised her staff as a changing power would morph the workers into appearing as though they were construction workers without the many malformations and blank look they had before, though they worked as hard as ever. "Now the Acolytes will not be spoiled. It isn't time for them to know yet who they truly serve." The staff then vanished again as it had appeared, turning into a fleshy mass that merged with Emily's arm, her whole arm transforming to the flesh mass to absorb the staff before the flesh mass returned to a normal arm and hand.

The Cathedral was coming along quite speedily, a boon to having tireless, mindless workers spawned of flesh attached to her being; workers that knew no pain or exhaustion. They were even unaware of Posophor himself.

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The force hit Psophor straight on, He immidiently took one step back resting both blades against the ground. He visibly shook from it, his armor scrambling loudly "Ah... I expected the comment about your followers do atleast do something!" He took another step back "You.. Truly are a god!" He released a quick mad laugh "I can feel your power, I can feel how It affect me and everything else!" For a short moment he looked straight up, Searching for something among the stars

He then suddenly took two steps towards Emily plunging his blade directly into the ground next to her kneeling posture, He then kneeled like her placing his madly gaping helmet close to her face "But My gods, Oh they do so enjoy playing! They did not provide me with the ability to defeat gods, Just struggle against them! But I warn you here God My blades can still cut you! His voice increased in power towards the end, He then quietly, whispering So please, Show me the power of a god. Show me how strong you truly are, Blast me to bits, And let me stand against it.

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Emily turned to face the Demon Lord, and leapt back with a level of grace and agility uncommon to ordinary Humans. After landing again, she shifted her body, putting herself into an offensive stance as though preparing to fight. The fighting stance was one where she stood pigeon toed, her thighs loosening and squeezing towards each other, as though she was attempting to hold something between them. As her knees bent forward slightly, her back remained straight as an arrow, and slightly held her hips forward. Coupling with the awkward appearing stance was her arm manipulations, holding one arm in front of her, bending its elbow and arranging it so that the back of her hand faced the Demon Lord. Her other hand was tucked right behind her elbow, floating just inches from actually touching her arm.

"We can begin when you are ready, though I will call off the fight once my duties arise again."

Emily awaited Posophor, as she typically never made the first move.

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As Cain watched the demon go for a overhead swing, he was certain he thought he had no chance against him. He was going to prove to this demon that there was more to him than meets the eye. He blocked the overhead sword strike using his own sword with ease. He then kicked the demon with surprising strength sending him flying into Luci once he knew that she was going to assist the demon. "Underestimating me will be your downfall demon. And you there woman, consorting with demons is heresy and you will therfore be terminated for the good of mankind. Jurgen! Front and center!" He called out and a man suddenly appeared from around the corner and joined the commisar. "I get the drill commisar. Terminate the woman consorting with the demon and you take care of the demon. So be it..." Jurgen stated as he drew his melta-gun from his back.

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Psophor slowly, Uncomfortably so rose up. Taking one step back he leaned his entire body backwards. He Stretched both his blades to each of his side, Like he was preparing for a huge hug. Even with his face concealed it was apparent, A smile burning straight trough the helmet, he was grinning "Atleast you can take a message! Now, How would a god fight? I thought you would just have straight up attempted to Blast me into the forest for my mockery" He moved his head in circles warming up before once again focusing on emily "Well then" He suddenly rose both blades up over his head striking them towards eachother producing sparks

"If you wish to win then you atleast need to be brave enough for a first attack!" He gently moved his feet back hunching down, Still his size was easily much larger than Emily. He then placed one sword fully outstrecthed towards Emily while placing the other one behind almost resting it against his Stomach

This was gonna be so much fun...