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Erebuz

You have been exposed to the divine presence of the Dark Emperor. Tread carefully, for the sanctity of your soul and the existence of your world.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by TheNoremac42

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The Spawn and servants under the malicious command of the Dark Emperor Erebuz. They are darkness given life, hate given steel, and rage given teeth to rend the fabric of Existence. Their goal is utter and complete destruction.

Description

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Erebuz
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The Unweaver
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Overall Stats
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Destructive Capability:
Planetary

Current Status
Sealed


Power:
30/30

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Speed:
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Awareness
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Intellect
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Technique:
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Endurance:
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Magic Resistance
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Vitality:
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Energy:
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Spiritual:
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Power
How much power this character has in terms of strength and how hard the character hits

Speed
How fast this character moves in terms of running to attacks.

Awareness
How fast this character reacts and realizes.

Combat
How well this character is in melee and how well attacks are executed.

Intellect
How smart this character is in information and analyzing things, objects, and people.

Technique
How well this character uses skills/magic

Endurance
How much damage or injuries this character can take.

Magic Resistance
How much resistance toward magic this character can take as well as endure it.

Vitality
How much stamina this character has to move around.

Energy
How much energy this character has to use skills and magic

Spirituall
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Personal Information
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Full Name
The Dark Emperor Erebuz

Age:
"Pathetic mortal worm... I forget how much your simplistic minds rely on such restricting barriers as 'when'. Such linearism... My existence spans beyond your feeble concept of time. I existed, I exist, and I will exist. Simply... I am."

Age Appearance
Varies

Gender:
Male

Race/Main:
"I, the mighty Erebuz, am the father of the Erebim. They are my creations - my children. However, can a god degrade himself by counting him among his creation? Some... but not I."

Race/Sub:
N/A

Honorifics|Titles|Nicknames
"I am known by many names... Most remember my power by 'The Dark Emperor' or simply 'The Emperor'. I am also called The Beast Within, because I am the corrupter of the soul - the darkness within your own heart. I am The All Consuming Darkness, for I dwell at the floor of the Abyss, and it has become a part of me. I am The Dark Serpent, for I come bearing promises of greatness before poisoning your heel. I am The Living Shadow... for I am Erebuz."

Sexual Orientation:
"If I choose to partake in such a primitive ritual, I will do so with some fine wench."

Marital Status:

Relationship Status:
He ocassional

Relationships:

Relationship History

Birthplace:
N/A
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Date of Birth:
N/A

Religion(s)Beliefs
Centerpiece of the Cult of Erebuz

Marking|Tattoos|Piercings:
Numerous dark runes of destruction, death, and chaos.

Height:
15'

Weight
The sheer density of his terrible malice is said to sunder the ground beneath his feet.

Physical Condition:
Muscular, fit, god-like perfection.

Eye Color
His gaze is immeasurably ancient, terrifyingly powerful, and darker than the blackest pit of the Abyss

Alignment
Lawful Evil with Chaotic tendencies

Occupation (Main):
The Unweaver of Existence

Occupation (Sub)
God-Emperor

Class:
Cosmic being, dark sorcerer, warrior

Language(s):
All languages, including demonic, arcana, and the Ancient Tongue (a mystical and dark language from before time)

Current Residence
The Lake of Nilfheirm below the City of Dis, the Sixth Circle, in Hell

Former Residence
The Void

Lives with:
The countless tormented souls that wander his domain

Family/Relatives:
Alisah: Goddess of Darkness
Evangela: Goddess of Hatred
Yuwaku Kami: God of Temptation
Hitomi: Goddess of Fear
Friends/Comrades:

Enemies
Erebuz sees all who stand in his path as his enemies. Those who choose to stand between him and the domination of the mortal realm will be marked for destruction by the Dark Legion. His most hated enemies are the Aryites, Leolik, Sheodin Thundermane, and Neodin Shadowslayer because they were the only nation thus far who have been able to withstand his onslaught.

Rivals
Leolik, deity of the Aryites
Sirad, Lucifer of Hell

Accomplices

Political Status
Tyrannical Emperor

Organizations/Tribes/Clans:
The Erebim
The Dark Legion
The Princes of Hell

Former Affiliations:
The Malakhim

Disabilities:
None

Personality:
Erebuz considers himself the incarnation of the darker emotions within the hearts of mortals. As long as there is hate, rage, or sorrow within the darkest corners of hearts, there is Erebuz, for that is where his power comes from. Even if his Dark Legion is vanquished and his lands cleansed, he will simply go into a dormant state. He is sadistic, malicious, tyrannical, and probably insane. However, by no means is he reckless. Erebuz is also calculating, a master tactician, and a master deceiver. His ultimate goal is to consume the universe in shadow, choke out the life, level the civilizations with his dark armies and fiery brimstone from the heavens, and rule the remains with an iron fist.

With Friend(s):
The word "friend" has a very loose definition with Erebuz. He sees others as assets to be utilized towards his own goals. His kind words are laced with poison and his gifts transform into curses. Those who swear allegiance to him resign themselves to a fate of endless darkness, carnage, and maybe even their deaths.

With Enemies
Those who align themselves against Erebuz and the Dark Legion set themselves in the path complete and utter destruction. Erebuz may toy with his enemies for indefinite periods of time - even for centuries - before crushing them beneath his heel. Though he may manipulate his enemies into furthering his own goals, their fate will remain the same.

General philosophy:
"All things originate in darkness, and to darkness all things return!"

Most Prized Possession (Material Value):

Most Prized Possession (Emotional Value):

Likes:
The Emperor enjoys slaughtering sentients in the most sadistic ways he can think of, enslaving and/or destroying civilizations, spreading chaos and death, and general widespread destruction. He also gets a kick out of spreading disorder and starting wars.

Dislikes:
Erebuz despises those who refuse to serve him along with heroes, holy men, insubordination, and rebellion.

Hobbies:
Spreading destruction, performing dark experiments on souls, causing discord among civilizations

Interests:
Variances between timelines and testing the tenacity of mortals.

Goals:
To bring all of Existence into its perfect natural state of utter darkness and void.

Life's Ambition:
Unlocking the secrets of the Universe and attaining more power

Vernacular:
Erebuz speaks with an incredible intelligence and aura of supremacy.

Mannerisms:
He behaves with authority and supremacy.

Psychological Condition:
Unknown

Superstitions:
Understands the existence of gods, angels, and demons

Morals:
He believes that all other creatures are blight upon his perfect domain of darkness, and that they must be cleansed through fire, shadow, and death.

Positive Characteristics:
Incredibly intelligent, inspiring, and a strong leader

Negative Characteristics:
Prideful, arrogant, boastful, sadistic, and cruel.





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:Chest:/Back
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:Forearms:
None

:Hands:
None

:Wrists:
None

:Abdomen:
None

:Waist:
A black tattered loincloth

:Thighs:
None

:Knees:
None

:Calves/Shins:
None

:Ankles:
None

:Feet:
None

:Weapon(s):
Armageddon and Apocalypse

:Accessories/Misc:
An engraved ring with a white hand


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Maelstrom
Erebuz conjures a raging storm of raging lightning, surging black clouds, booming thunder, and sheets of acid rain that assault the ground like a continuous volley of arrows.

Annihilation
Utilizing powerful runic magic from before the formation of time, Erebuz can violently rip apart molecules and atoms, reducing stalwart mountains into less than sand and the most powerful of shields into a dispersion of energy.

Cosmic, Astral, and Arcane
Through the course of eternity, Erebuz has unlocked many of the secrets of the universe, giving him access to godlike powers. The foundation of Existence bends to his will, and the fabric of time and space warps at a mere thought.

Dark Arcana
Ancient and terrible dark magic contorts to Erebuz's will. He can use this powerful magic to melt the flesh from his enemies' bones, rip apart their souls, and scorch their beings with dark flames. Not even the most adept of demonic sorcerer's can stand against him.

Shadow Warp
Erebuz can teleport in a cloud of smoke and dark flames, appearing almost anywhere. He passes through a parallel plane - a shadow realm - and usually reappears behind the target he is fighting.

Shadow Dance
Moving at unnatural and seemingly impossible speeds, Erebuz battles with incredible (and deadly) agility, rendering him able to dodge or parry nearly any blow and retaliate with destructive and fierce frenzies.

Conjure Erebim
Pools of darkness erupt around the Emperor. From the pools emerge the Erebim, his "dark angels". They are darkness given life, evil given form, and hate given steel. The Erebim are the beings born from the dark will of Erebuz.

Seed of Heresy
The Emperor reaches into the mind and soul of a person or group of people. He plants a seed - an idea - within them that conjures chaos and division from their peers and society.

Enslave Fanatic
The Emperor reaches into the mind and heart of an individual and bends their will to his own. Consumed by dark zeal for their new deity, they will stop at nothing to bring about his will.

The All Consuming Darkness
Erebuz uses his advanced understanding of the universe to manipulate the dark energies surrounding him. He can also call upon his masterful control over the All Consuming Darkness, the rawest and purest form of darkness, to create gruesome havoc, death, terror, and chaos. A terrible cloud of thick smoke, dark flames, and shadow surrounds him, and consumes everything in its path.


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He has destroyed countless incarnations of the Multiverse. Erebuz is the Ender of All things, the Unweaver of Existence. It is through him that the cycle begins anew.



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So begins...

Erebuz's Story

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In a darkened booth in the corner of the bar sat a single lone man. He was dressed in an exquisite, midnight blue tailored suit that was adorned with onyx cufflinks. Emblazoned upon the cufflinks were white open white hands formed from opal, palms facing outward. Carved into the palms were ruby red inverted triangles. An ebony matching ring wrapped around the middle finger of his left hand. A deep purple neck tie wrapped around his neck and tucked its way into the suit jacket. White hair receded from his forehead and flowed downward in a thinly trimmed and groomed beard. Aged wrinkles marked his face as intelligent, observant, and lively blue eyes scanned the bar.

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The well dressed old man saw the bartender and smiled warmly at him. His intelligent blue eyes, which seemed to contradict the apparent age of the rest of his body, were friendly and inviting. "Oh, I will take your finest scotch, dear Zekil!"

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The old businessman chuckled lightly, while leaning back into his seat in casual relaxation. "Oh, I know a lot of things about you, Zekil. I know what you did before... who you were before... but don't worry!" he gave him a friendly smile while bringing a wrinkled white finger up to his mouth before whispering, "... Your secret is safe with me."

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The man smiled again at Zekil. There was an aura of friendliness about the old man, like one who had power... and used it wisely. "I will phrase it this way..." he said in an intelligent British accent, twiddling his thumbs on the table, "I am a very powerful man who desires to help you. We know about your... predicament... with Daimon, and we are willing to help you get him out of your hair."

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The man sighed, "Very well, Zekil. Oh, and can you get my that scotch? That's a good lad. If you ever change your mind, here's my card..." he slides a small white business card toward the bartender. A similar symbol to his cufflinks and ring adorns the piece of card stock, along with a number, the name "Gabriel Ereb", and the words "Ereb Industries".

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The old businessman gave Zekil another friendly smile before raising his scotch to him and took a drink.

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As Zekil would turn around to look at the mysterious old man in the tailored suit, he would find that his seat sat empty. A half empty glass of scotch sat on the table along with a hundred dollar bill.

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In a darkened booth in the corner of the bar sat a lone man. He was dressed in an exquisite, midnight blue tailored suit that was adorned with onyx cufflinks. Emblazoned upon the cufflinks were white open white hands formed from opal, palms facing outward. Carved into the palms were ruby red inverted triangles. An ebony matching ring wrapped around the middle finger of his left hand. A deep purple neck tie wrapped around his neck and tucked its way into the suit jacket. White hair receded from his forehead and flowed downward in a thinly trimmed and groomed beard. Aged wrinkles marked his face as intelligent, observant, and lively blue eyes observed Ancetus and Lilith in their booth.

"Now that we are alone" he said with an intelligent, dignified British accent, "we may get to know one another, dear Ancetus..."

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The elderly businessman rose from his seat and started walking toward the pair. His hands were folded behind his waist as he eyed Ancetus with eyes that disguised an unmeasurable ancientness and incredible power deep within. As he walked, the shadows from the room began to bend and flow into his own - devoured by it. It grew until it covered the majority of the wall behind him. The soles of his black dress shoes squeaked slightly.

"Yes, Ancetus." he said, nodding at him, "I am this lovely woman's master - her creator."

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The man casually sat into the seat across from Ancetus and continued to stare at him. After a moment, he lifted a single greyed, wrinkled hand, and softly snapped his fingers. Immediately, Lilith slid from her seat with haste and sat beside the man. Finally, he gave the incubus a warm friendly smile.

"I am afraid, Mr. Socrates, that uttering my true name will invoke a power that you would not be able to control... However, for now you may refer to me as Gabriel. Gabriel Ereb."

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"Yes..." he smiled, "It helps with... appearances... if you catch my drift." Gabriel Ereb glanced over his shoulder, noticing the new bar patron. "And yes... I do become fairly busy, being the CEO of a fairly large and powerful, yet forgotten corporation. To answer your question, however, Ancetus... I have a possible job offer for you."

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Gabriel grinned at the demon. "Well... I wish to add your unique skills to my supply. You are good at making deals with people, and getting people to do what you desire. That, my friend -" he lifted his index finger for effect, "- is a very valuable asset. So how about we make a deal right now? I can give you power, wealth, status, women - men." he raised an eyebrow, "and in exchange... I would require your loyalty to this company, and you will attempt to strike certain deals with certain individuals upon my request. Oh, and you will also be supplied with resources to trade and/or bet with regarding these personal request."

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Gabriel grinned and then clapped his hands. "Wonderful! Oh and don't worry about my beautiful Lilith too much... I have not been around for a great while to sate her incredible appetite. I will let you in on a little secret..." he said, leaning in closer, "I am not really here! This is simply a construct - an avatar!" he whispered, grinning widely as if this was some hysterical joke.

He stretched out his hand towards the demon and gave him a friendly smile.

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"Soon..." he said, grinning.

The moment Ancetus touched the man's hand, a tingling sensation would start to slither up his arm. Black veins woud slowly snake their way up his hand, forearm, and bicep, just beneath the skin. Once they reached the elbow, the man let go of the demon's hand.

"Don't worry," he said, scooting Lilith out from the booth and then rising himself, "it wont hurt for very long. Consider it a... parting gift symbolizing a long and fruitful partnership." He straightened his suit and began walking towards the door, Lilith in his arms. The dark veins would eventually slither through the demon's whole body, condensing at where his heart would be.

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In a darkened booth in the corner of the bar sat a lone man. He was dressed in an exquisite, midnight blue tailored suit that was adorned with onyx cufflinks. Emblazoned upon the cufflinks were white open white hands formed from opal, palms facing outward. Carved into the palms were ruby red inverted triangles. An ebony matching ring wrapped around the middle finger of his left hand. A deep purple neck tie wrapped around his neck and tucked its way into the suit jacket. White hair receded from his forehead and flowed downward in a thinly trimmed and groomed beard. Aged wrinkles marked his face as intelligent, observant, and lively blue eyes observed the other patrons in the bar.

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"Your presence... intrigues me..." echoed a dark voice within the endless shadow. "The darkness... draws itself to you... clings to you..." A dark, sadistic, mocking laugh resonated from the shadows. "Who is this imp that claims dominion over the All Consuming Darkness - dominion over MY domain?!" it thundered.

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The voice laughed darkly. "Who says... I do not? Who says... that you are not yet another simple creation of my will, born to spread chaos, death, terror, and despair, but doomed to be disassembled at my convenience?!"

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Anton's shadow would shimmer gently.

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Upon touching the shadow, Zekil would feel a sensation - cold as Death - run up his spine. "You are the pawn of forces unseen..." whispered a dark voice within his and Anton's mind.

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The Voice chuckles darkly as if amused. "You resist... You cling to your life as if it actually matters... You will learn."

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"Foolish WHELP!" The Voice growled. "You meddle with affairs that are beyond your comprehension... His soul belongs to ME now! The All Consuming Darkness sucks at his soul. It is content to feast slowly... In the mountain city he walks the frozen sea of nightmares, among the presence of the Ender of All Things... Hope is an illusion."

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"Hmhmhmhmhmhm... I will enjoy toying with you... Rajani." The Voice chuckled darkly before fading. An image of a desolate volcanic wasteland flashed before Zekil's eyes. The sun, moon, and stars were blotted out by thick dark clouds of ash and smoke and poisonous gales eroded the jagged landscape. A massive Gothic citadel - built into a long intimidating mountain range - was erected int he distance like a dark tyrant standing over the landscape.

"In the dark city of Tartaraz walk only mad things... It is a city of old, terrible, unnumbered crimes."

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Zekil would only see an image of a winged creature of darkness frozen within a massive jagged block of ice. Dark eyes glared at him with a gaze that was incomprehensibly dark, evil, and powerful...

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The moment Zekil touched Anton's shadow, an image flashed before his mind's eye. It was that of a winged creature locked deep within a glacier of magical ice. Dark phantasmal violent eyes glared at Zekil with amusement as an aura of ageless and boundless power writhed around the shrouded form.

"Why... Hello, Ragani." the being laughed mockingly into the demon's mind. Its voice was that of a hundred thousand souls crying out in eternal agony across the Void. "What causes you to seek out the honor of basking in my presence?"

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"Suffering... Agony... They are simply the first steps to reaching your full potential..." the Voice said calmly. It was then that two enormous wings materialized from behind Anton. They were glossy, oily, and black as night. The wings wrapped around the man's form, protecting him like an impenetrable shield as dark energy flowed from them and into the wounded body.

"From Darkness all things emerge, and TO DARKNESS ALL THINGS RETURN!!!" thundered the Voice from every shadow.