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Faron Jasperson

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by xfaithyx123

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Human Form
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One step closer to the edge.




Nickname(s): Far, Fin

Gender: Male

Age: Looks 24, factual age unknown

Sexuality: Pan-sexual

Eye Color: Icy blue

Hair color: Fire Red

Height: 6'3 Foot

Weight: 162 Ibs

Skin Tone/Appearance: White, Caucasian. Rose Ivory skin, smooth and youthful. Black leather trench coat with chains on it. Black tank top, Dark denim skinny jeans, black leather dressy boots.

Distinct Marking(s): His icy blue hues, Crimson red hair, Runic birthmarks, black nails.

Demon Form
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Both artworks are from the talented ~Kazuo-Sama from DevaintART





Likes:
✔ Kindness - Helpful people like him, he loves to be around.
✔ Solitude - Though he surrounds himself with people and appears confident and rowdy he is in fact shy and distant.
✔ Art - He is still a creative soul and loves art in general and loves to learn of it's history. When he was human he loved to draw and study art....it is something he holds close to his heart.
✔ Alcohol - He sometimes needs to forget things...a bad habit of his...
✔ Fellow supernatural beings - It is simply nice not to be the only 'freak' in town.

Dislikes:
✘ Insanity, Some people just don't make sense and that is what makes them dangerous so he likes to either stay away and because in his past he went through insanity before his father (Lucifer) 'activated' his true nature...
✘ Silence - He can't stand quiet rooms or any sort of silence because it means he is alone..
✘ His Father (Lucifer), He is generally scared of him...
✘ Pain, he may be undying but he has the pain threshold of a human...
✘ His blood lust, he doesn't like to hurt others and at times of a frenzy he has killed...

Hobbies:
♫ Drawing
♫ Writing
♫ Learning
♫ Listening and watching other people
♫ Being kind

Flaws:
☢ His human like pain threshold - It means a lot of pain can have him fall to your knees and beg for it stop, being on a collar and leash..
☢ Blood lust - When he frenzies it is only instinct, he becomes stronger and faster but his mind is no longer present, it is either give him watch he wants or knock him out.

Weapon(s)/Equipment:
✞ Claws
✞ Fangs
✞ His supernatural powers.

Abilities/ Powers:
♛ Fire element -
Pyrokinesis - create, control and manipulate fire, flame and heat
Self-Detonation - explode self and reform.
Hell-Fire Manipulation - Generate and control flames of hell
♛ Acid generation - Ability to generate acid, can be manifested through touch or as a spray (e.g. acid spit, acid blood, etc.).
♛ Bone manipulation - Ability to manipulate the bones in one's own body. This includes, but is not limited to, the generation of new bone mass, projecting bones out from the skin or rearranging one's own bones
♛ Healing factor - Ability to heal rapidly and with greater finality from any injury; the rate of recovery varies from character to character. As result in the halting of aging and immunity to illnesses and other defects
♛ Psychometry - Ability to relate details about the past or future condition of an object or location, usually by being in close contact with it
♛ Resurrection - Can come back to life from any injury
♛ Time warping - He can stop, slow or speed up time, even go to the past, present or future

Weaknesses:
☢ Blood - Sends him into a frenzy
☢ Holy water/objects - Causes him to burn and his wounds to not heal unless cleaned out
☢ His emotions - Mostly his submissiveness and anger
☢ Low Pain threshold
☢ Regeneration - Takes energy therefore blood

So begins...

Faron Jasperson's Story

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Faron Jasperson would run after Chru. ''Hey! Wait!'' Suddenly as he put his hand on Chru's shoulde, his other hand would grip at his chest and he'd let out a staggered groan of pain, his claws dug into Chru's clothing as he felt his legs give way, felling to his knees, claws shedding Chru's clothing down and possibly scratching into his back...

Faron's icy blue hues would start to glow dimmly into lime green and the brighter it got, the more louder in pained groans got and a time ring would spin around him and Chru and at it stopped, vines of yellow and green leafs bloomed into crystal... foretelling Chru's next movements in time before they even happened...

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Faron Jasperson would look at Chru then at his injury he inflicted and the time ark that was open around them, focused from Chru's history, or time thread within the bigger picture. He'd shed tears. ''S-sorry... for hurting you...'' He'd lower his head, letting out a pained scream as around them glowed violently and showed further images of the future steps of Chru in a further step. ''D-don't look around... Ch-chru...''

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Faron Jasperson would be panting as he tried to calm himself, only making him worse as he was trying too hard. ''The threads of time are confused and are trying to find the path you will take... but it is because I am in your future is the problem... why?...why can't I exist?...'' The last part was more of a question to himself and a sadness of his loneliness then he'd grab Chru, his eyes cried blood from peering into time for so long. ''Make it... stop...''

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Faron Jasperson would be shocked at the hug, in that moment as he choose to hug back, everything around them shattered, dissipating into shimmering mist before disappearing completely. Faron's eyes returned to normal but he'd suddenly start to cry... ''Why do I have to be alone?''

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Faron Jasperson would sniff at Chru's words but he was confused, he'd suddenly glide his hands up to Chru's shoulders, pulling him down to him further before he looked at Chru's face then he'd plant his lips on Chru's, wrapping his clawed hands around the man, pulling Chru into him as he kissed him tenderly...

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Faron Jasperson would crawl a bit to Chru then slowly staggered to his feet, in slight pain and he'd push himself to hug Chru from behind, gliding his hands over the man, feeling him all over and he'd find himself kiss from Chru's neck to his jawline....

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As soon as Chru left Faron on his own, the woman in black appeared again, literally stepping from the shadow of a nearby building,"My goodness, aren't you the clingy one? Now as I was saying before the object of your affection so rudely interrupted, there was the matter of you paying for the property you destroyed."

She stepped closer to Faron, looking down at the male with a slight smirk, as her cloak danced on a phantom breeze that caused the edges of the shadowy fabric to seem to reach toward Faron. It would almost seem as if the cloak itself whispered, the words not quite clear enough to be heard, carrying with them unspoken promises of power or death.

"How do you intend to pay your debt, demon? Perhaps in blood? In flesh? Or do you have the riches to do as you please, believing your crimes have no repercussions?" Kestrel didn't sound accusing, her dark velvet voice instead carrying amusement, as if the whole thing was a big joke.

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Faron stepped back from Kestrel until he was backed into a wall, he'd put his hands up in defense, looking as evil as a baby panda, he had a panicked breath and spoke clearly though fear ran rampaged in his voice. ''I... I really didn't mean to... hurt... kill the creature... I didn't... I am sorry... I am really sorry...'' He'd turn his face away from the woman's her presence, the whispers of death making feel the need to flee even more. His blood red hair only just covered his fearful icy blue hues...

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"Sorry doesn't fulfill the jobs, I'm afraid. After all, sorry is but a word. I suppose I could kill you, a life for a life, but that seems wasteful, not profitable at all." She knelt to bring herself closer to eye level, the edges of the cloak snaking out around her along the concrete,"Perhaps I could put you to work instead. Maybe have you seek out powerful individuals like yourself to replace the life you took."

If Kestrel had any pity for Faron, it clearly didn't show, instead making her seem as if she found the whole thing quite funny. Obviously the red head had to have some sort of power, judging by the smoldering body he had left in his wake. But now he just seemed like a mewling child.

"Come now, stand up, stop being so pathetic. If you were truly sorry, you would want to make amends to the rest of her family, wouldn't you?"

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Faron would frown at Kestrel, looking up at her with a disapproval glint in his icy blue hues. ''Then what of her crimes? She killed an innocent without blinking an eye.'' He'd soften his eyes, leaning back on the wall. ''But luckily his soul had not leave his body, so I was able to turn his fate around..'' He'd then frown and look at Kestrel again. ''But that does not change the crime, it was still done. Perhaps her death was the price.'' His eyes softened again, looking away from the woman in front of him. ''Even if I didn't mean it... I still have a point. If she could kill that man so easily, it only means she had done it before... so surely I did you a service. Now there will be less death in the streets.''

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"Ah but there's one more killer on the streets," she chuckled lightly,"You."

Kestrel stood again shaking her head lightly, as one would do for a child that clearly didn't know any better. It was almost funny that he was so clueless, and a little bit sad. As she stood, the cloak wrapped a little more tightly around the woman,"Suddenly having morals changes nothing in the multiverse. You killed a killer, and now her debt is yours to repay. Choose now, how will you pay? In blood or flesh? Do I kill you now and save myself the breath it takes to speak to you, or do you offer your services to the might of the Red Death empire?"

The woman who had seemed so warm and friendly moments ago was now a cold figure with a calculating gaze. She almost hoped that he would choose to die. After all, it had been so long since she had tested her blade against the flesh of a living being, and she was worried that she was going soft. A hissing whisper issued forth from the cloak, urging Faron to simply lay down and die for them.

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Faron make a whimper like a helpless animal at Kestrel, practically hyperventilating at this point, looking like a deer caught in headlights he'd finally give into his need to flee and his eyes glowed golden and he'd be covered in black mist, the heat from it like molten lava as he shifted his position about a couple inches away from the woman, he was too panicked to concentrate, stumbling as he reformed into physical form and he'd scramble to his feet and just... run...fast.

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Kestrel laughed cheerfully as Faron made a break for it, allowing him to get ahead a couple yards,"Haha! Blood it is!"

The cloak flared out in batlike wings, as the woman in black leaned back and simply fell into her own shadow, vanishing from the prime material plane. It was as if she fell into a pool of water that evaporated, taking her with it, only for her to leap out of the shadow of a lamp post in front of Faron. A straight double-edged blade was flung out at the fleeing red head, trailing a chain of what looked to be slightly luminous dark ruby. It was aimed at about Faron's knee-level, hoping to score a mobility kill, so that she could finish him off quickly. If she missed, however, she would hop back into the lamp post's shadow, vanishing back to the shadow plane.

At the same time the cloak swept forward still in a winglike form, to shield Kestrel against any possible attack that Faron might fling back.

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Faron looked at the weapon for a moment, gasping in surprise but quickly adjusted to the situation and he used the wall tot he left of him to run across it, slipping his trench coat from himself, it was slowing him down and he spread it out to the it would cover Kestrel's sight as he hopped of the wall and started running faster, panting more from panic than tiredness. He was now only wearing his black leather sleeveless zip up with black skinny jeans, his boots and belt with chains on it. His bare arms were printed with what seemed to be ancient demonic symbols of high power in the underworld and origin. Just who was Faron?

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If Kestrel was worried about the tattoos over Faron's body, she didn't show it, as the trench coat fell over the woman and fell flat as if there have been nothing there, left behind in the chase. Again, the woman in black appeared in front of the red head, this time slashing her knife-chain combo at his midsection, a kick following quickly behind it. The knife was aimed low, intended for Faron to either block of dodge, while the kick came in high, so to catch him off guard.

She hadn't yet tired of this game, chasing and slashing at the demon spawn every chance she got, giggling cheerfully as if she wasn't trying to kill someone. Her movements were fluid, quick, and wasted no energy, reflecting her A-class rank as an assassin. A more masculine laugh was heard alongside the woman's giggle, a darker more sinister sound, more fitting of the action.

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Faron would indeed block the chain-knife coming at him by allowing it to cut into his forearms, wincing in pain as the wounds instantly bleed and as the kick came he would be sent back, he'd stumble some before he'd back flip with one hand as the other fired up with his icy blue hues glowing like orange suns as he made a hellfire fire ball blast into Kestrel's direction. He'd land on his feet with a little stumble, his hands shook from the wounds on them, his body language was not of one that wanted to fight but was scare frozen as he stood there with a weak posture.

His blood run down his slender hands like mini streams of red, dripping down to the gravely ground below him but the wounds didn't bleed for too long as like a spider mending it's web, the slashing wounds on his forearms stitched together, not even leaving a scar, only his blood was the evidence that she indeed succeeded to harm him, but blood would wash off...

Faron would look at the new being, cloaked with cold coloured eyes and dark bluish skin with white hair, for Faron the man apart from his skin looked like his father and he was afraid of his father as he only stumbled back, tripping over his own foot, hyperventilating as he started to crawl away, scrambling to his feet, looking like a child scared shitless as he clumsily ran back the other way...

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Kestrel made no effort to to dodge the hellfire, as the cloak whipped up and swallowed the flames as if it was just a flying snack. For a split second, an orange glow flashed across the cloak's surface, though what it signified would likely be a complete mystery to Faron. The woman in black didn't have to retreat into the shadow again, as the demon spawn apparently retreated, even though his form had changed. Kestrel calmly advanced, the blade hanging from its chain at the woman's side,"You're really pathetic, you know that?"

Again she shadow jumped, reappearing in front of the fleeing Faron, though this time she flung the lashknife out wide so that she could wrap the chain around his legs. If she managed to to that, and trip him up, she would then put a foot on his chest and hold him down so that she could throw what looked to be black snakes on him. If the snakes made contact, they would wrap around the unlucky demon and latch their fangs into his flesh so to trap him.

"I think that just killing you on the spot is a waste of time, and a waste of such a nice healing ability. Lets see if we can have a little more fun, shall we?"

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Faron would halt himself eruptly as Kestrel appeared in front of him again, making him flinch as he suddenly saw the lashknife wrap around his ankles, pulling him down onto the floor and as he was to get up her foot went to his chest, making him push at it with his hands, a frown of determination on his face then as the snake like shadows were casted on him his eyes widened as he felt their fangs grip into his flesh, because they clamped their mouths there, not retracting their fangs he couldn't heal so he only bled on the floor as he grimaced about the pain, his hands limped and so Kestrel's foot went onto his chest and he'd only look up at her and in seeing the other male figure his face looked terrified and he'd look away, make like a innocent child would...