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Lord Leviathan, Prince of Envy

The Demon Prince of Envy.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by Lobos, as played by RolePlayGateway

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Leviathan, the Lord of Envy.
Greater Demon Prince of Hell
Of Time Ageless


The demon prince Leviathan appears as a titanic monstrosity who's body is as a beast of nightmare. Held aloft by powerful, rending claws and trailing a ridged, blades tail behind his massive form, the greater demon adds to his fearsome face with the six draconic heads sprouting from his flesh, armored in bone. With his great, damned blade in armored hand and his thundering voice, this Prince of Hell is to be reckoned with. Adorned in arcane, blasphemous symbols, he is Envy incarnate: a figure of great power, a creature of awe-inspiring terror, a presence of sin so great that one cannot help but cower in his vicinity.

He seldom manifests himself incarnate, oft using ghostly apparitions that shroud and conceal the full dark majesty of his being. In these instances he still carries the weight of his status with him, his wraith a nexus of unholy power.

Leviathan is often seen with his succubus, the lovely and terrible Spite. Duality incarnate, she is the woman every female desires to be, but his reverse shows the cruel, foul nature of the envy she evokes. Her shadowed half can be shrouded behind the illusion of sexual desire, but her alignment forces this to be a trick of sight alone. To touch the desirable curves of Spite is to reveal the cold, hungry face of the demon she is.

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The Demon Prince of Envy is a dread force, possessed of absolute, brutal power. His monstrous body is utter strength, able to shake the very ground and crush and shatter the mightiest of walls. With his talons he can rend asunder dragons, his tail can lay low the most fearsome beasts. The demonic heads that root in his flesh can devour men with ease, able to vomit hellfire and poison from their bony maws. He can wield the mystic powers of his demonic realm, summoning demons, creating waves of unholy fire and smoke, and other demonic magicks. His weapon, the dread sword Mortal's Doom, can split the earth with its titanic strokes, hurling storms of deadly shadows that seek and devour the soul. The demon himself has the unique power to unleash his influence around him, magnifying the envy within men and women and then feasting upon it, stealing their delectable life to feed his hunger and bolster his power.

His status as Demon Prince gives him the natural talents of regeneration, unholy influence, and powerful resistances to wounds both magical and mortal. He fears but one power, and even that of the holy is blunted by the sinful aura that roils from him like a tide of darkness, rendering all but the mightiest of angel but another foe to cut from his path.

Leviathan is the juggernaut on rampage, and nigh but the Highest can slow his steps.


Spite
Spite is a succubus gifted with special talents by Leviathan, to better serve as a lieutenant to his Dark Grace. She wields the demonic weapon Hallow's Moon, a powerful scythe forged in hellfire and quenched in the souls of the damned. It can unleash a horrific keening in battle to keep a foe unbalanced and unfocused, all the while slicing gracefully into their flesh, the poisonous nature of the weapon rotting whatever it touches. Spite herself is a formidable foe, very agile, with a grace that is painful to watch, yet a power and endurance that cannot be so easily disregarded. She has the unique ability to slip thoughts into the minds of others, envious, spiteful thoughts that can cause turn even the strongest of friends into mortal enemies, cause moral men and women to slip into sin, and draw damned souls straight to her for the harvest.

Ware the bitch who is both a goddess oozing sexuality and cold bones yearning for life they cannot possess.

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A series of clicks gave a tempo to the screams that rent the air. Clawed fingers drummed against the bone of what appeared to be an elaborately carved beast's skull at his side, Leviathan looking out over his domain from what so many mistook for a throne. Set in the murky waters of the Fifth Circle of Hell, it was understandable that one might mistake his hulking demonic form for nothing but the seat he had taken within the infernal realm. But it was indeed his own body, the beastly lower half of his pseudo-centaurian appearance far more massive thank most liked to believe.

Around him lay the circle of Wrath, his domain. A ring of murky, flame-lit waters and jagged craggy islands, the tortured souls of the damned warred against each other for their pinnacle sins that delivered them to this wretched place. The demon prince waded this hellish sea often, and filled with fury the denizens of Wrath might be, they stayed well clear of his lordship.

Walking the surface beside him was his succubus, Spite. A demon of duality nature, within the realm of Hell she had no need to disguise the cold bones of her dark half. She carried her scythe with her, the damned weapon's aura giving her as much space about her as her master's presence did, leaving her clear to walk the surface of the black waters unmolested.

A disturbing pair, Lord Leviathan and Spite. A very image of the horrors of Hell.

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Narrowing his gaze onto the feminine form of Lucifer, Leviathan gestured with a curl of one claw, drawing from the depths a craggy island, a simple throne etched from the rock itself. A small pillar thrust itself upward, a variety of wines and spirits as well as a goblet simply there on its polished, onyx surface. "Leave us Spite."

The demon prince's voice was unexpected, given his appearance. It was smooth, the speech a graceful and deep bass. Leviathan himself turned to face this summon island fully, settling back against the monstrous flesh of his body, two of the draconic heads moving to form arm-rests. Spite had stalked off across the rank sea, no doubt to deliver personal torment to some poor sufferer.

"That the others hold their tongues still shows their foolishness. Please, share this news, Lucifer. What do you know that I have not heard uttered from one mouth or another of the numerous damned who come to this place?" The Lord of Wrath's tone bordered on contempt, yet he carried on conversationally. "If it is necessary, refresh yourself first."

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"And so you come here for what exactly? Looking to find me on your side, whatever else might happen?" Leviathan's expression was one of indifference to this news. He was of the old ways, not one to bow to the demands the new times tried to impose upon his methods. "The very nature of the Princes are to conflict with each other. Alliances will crumble, Lucifer, and Mammon returning here worries me little."

The demon prince took a moment gauge the reaction of his guest to his words. That he appeared to scarcely care was of little significance, for it was the news of strife in Heaven that actually gave him a sense of pleasure. There were few in existence with whom he despised, yet all of the holy denizens who lorded above were thus. "Why should strife in Heaven concern us? When have they dared to come below and enter our realms? Let this upstart try, Lucifer, and should the upper circles fall he will not pass the Fifth."

The gauntlet was thrown down, so to speak. Lucifer would have to provide something more if she wished to rile him.

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For a long moment, Leviathan regarded Lucifer with a languid stare, hooded eyes picking about her face as if trying to discern some unfathomable truth from it. This state of nonreaction lasted for almost a full minute before finally, very, very faintly...

A smile cracked his features. "And some whispered that you were spineless."

The demon began to rise from the waters, turgid streams rolling down his hide as he brought himself above the mire. His tail snaked from the depths like a foul serpent, its coiling sending ripples that became small waves across the sea. And as one...the screams stopped. Slowly, inexorably, every face of those who fought in the water came to face this prince as he cast his attentions about the Circle. The demons of his realm surfaced from the murk, looking to their master who had finally been wakened from his languid slumber. The draconic heads of his flesh opened their maws as one, and when he spoke next, his voice reverberated from their throats across the plane.

"So it begins then. My servants, my oppressed. Your punishment ends for a time, for you are WAKENED. A call of war is declared, and an army is demanded. You who are damned, you who are fallen. RISE! Prepare. And when you march on my heels..."

"Bring me blood." The denizens of the Fifth Circle surged to life with a new purpose, not to engage in further torment but in preparation. Leviathan himself drew his blade, the immense and wretched Mortal's Doom from below the waters. Once more, Spite was at his side, the half of her capable of expression anxious. Excited.

"You have your army Lucifer. Now give us a path."

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Leviathan nodded to her words and regarded this newcomer. That he did not recognize him was a sign that he was not of hell, and though he was careful not to let it show he approved the gesture. Alliances of old were gone indeed.

"Heaven will learn anew, then. And this Seraphim..."

"He will be a fine trophy." Leviathan lifted that massive crimson blade in a salute before stalking off across the Circle, waves churned in the wake of his bulk. He was a demon prince of sheer, brutal power, and of all of the princes, he was pleased at being the choice to spearhead this attack. After all, there would be gates in Hell's path.

And who better to utterly destroy them?

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Without the grand gates of Heaven, a line of shadow had grown. With creaks and groans, the air split, allowing the roar of the inferno to be heard as flames gusted from the forming Hellmaw, the exit of the demonic portal being ridden by none other than Leviathan and his army. Though its beginnings were gradual, they were not ill-spent, as the demon prince signaled for a halt. The behemoth brought Mortal's Doom, the massive blade he carried, and aimed it before him. The heads who rooted within his very flesh seemed to extend on their tensile necks, arcing out and yawning wide their fanged jaws. Blackened, writhing power began to build at each of these seven nexuses even as the portal opened wider, the flames billowing through the gap obscuring this fell preparation.

The power waxed ever greater, forming glittering balls of chaos within mouth and off the tip of his sword. Leviathan smiled at that moment, for the Hellmaw had finally opened, a rend in the air nearly half a mile wide. And with the smoke that hung before it, there was not one holy presence who could possible predict what manner of announcement the demon was very, very pointedly about to make.

Without warning and with a thundering concussion those balls burst into streams of incandescent, fell power, lines of streaking black, crimson, and violet hued energy that crossed the expanse of the two gateways in the blink of an eye. They impacted the massive, gem encrusted gold of the holy gateway with indescribable power, erupting in a detonation that would shake the very grounds of Heaven. The explosion engulfed the area for a hundred feet to either side, hurtling the smoking ruins of the magnificent edifice like the now shattered pieces of debris they were. -c-

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Leviathan then began to march, and in his wake...

Legions of armored damned, scores of lesser demons. A chorus of screams and howls, the mad host of Hell trailing in the wake of this juggernaut who had so contemptuously destroyed one of Heaven's symbols. This prince had just bought their loyalty, for now and forever more.

And as Leviathan began his march upon the greatest fortress of the divine, he scanned through the clearing dust and smoke, hunting for the signs of the one they called Armagius.

"Bring me blood, my brothers in Wrath. Drag these angels back into the inferno!" What had been a march became a charge, as the dread host surged forward for the now broken Gates. -e-

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As the front ranks of his assault virtually disintegrated away from the defenders, Leviathan curled a lip in disgust. His point had been made, but now the spear was being turned.

Far more quickly than one expected of a demon of his bulk, the massive blade in hand carved upwards, slapping the lance hurled his way away with the flat of his sword. The charge's momentum had stalled in the face of these three who dared stand in his way, and he begun to wade through the ranks of his army to the front. As he did, however, he turned his head, giving an almost imperceptible nod to one particular demon who had stayed behind...

As Armagius struck with a divine storm that further mauled the army of Wrath, two key players in this opening move began to work as one. Leviathan drew upon the power of his very nature, that of envy, drawing in the foul sin from those who gave it meaning down on Terra. Summoning this fell surge, he countered the storm, the drake's heads mounted upon him yawning wide and spewing a foul miasma into the air, a shrouding darkness of sin that blocked the light and gave new power to his minions.

All the while a succubus named Spite acted on her master's signal, carving the final glyphs of the ritual woven throughout the journey of the Hellmaw. Leviathan hadn't been playing to win, not with the first battle. As became pointedly clear as the Hellmaw...transformed. The raw energies that held it open metamorphed, becoming something solid and tangible. Doors of black iron, etched with blasphemous, arcane symbols, a threshhold to the path that descended to Hell itself. A mockery of the now decimated Gates, yet one of such power as to match them. Only these were fed from below, and as they came into being, so did a new breed of demon to inhabit the gateway.

Leviathan's scowl turned, a smirk on his face as he came to a halt fifty feet from Samael, Kyle, and Fenrir. Wheeling his sword in hand, his voice thundered. -c-

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"Legions, retreat! Our work here is done!" And just like that, under the cover of Leviathan's shrouding aura, the army fell back to the Doors of Hell, Leviathan regarding the holy denizens one last time as the great edifice started to close. He called out then, taunting them.

"The die is cast, oh ye mightiest of beings. Your Gates asunder, and Hell now opens to your doorstep.

"We are not yet finished, Heaven. Oh, we are not yet finished."

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Clapping sounded, although it came from behind the Butler. A ghostly form strode forward from the shadows, its countenance leaving no shadow of a doubt what manner of being this projection was from. The twisting horns and tainted presence that even now resonated like a nexus gave it a distinct flavor.

Leviathan, the demon prince of Envy.

"Indeed I have, brother. There have been many changes since you last strode below, Mephistopheles. Some are...troubling."

The manifestation smiled as it noted the scowl on the bound demon's face, taking a measure of delight in his sudden irritation. Although this was but one of those he'd come to see on this night, and he sent a breeze of his scent wafting across the city, seeking the other.

"Tell me, how has Raziel's curse been, dear brother?"

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"Of course," A knowing smile. "Butler, remember Envy and his plots."

"I was but awaiting our guest, for the sake of politeness." And so Leviathan turned to view the far end of the room, where a new arrival had appeared. One who lifted a blade far, far greater than its wielder.

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"An accord, Destroyer. An alliance." Envy's smile vanished as he settled to business.

"Lucifer has long been replaced by pretenders, and to this we princes have abided. The current usurper is a fool if she thinks I can't tell the difference. But that is beside the point. Heaven has, it seems, also been overthrown."

A moment of pleasure as both of his listeners sharpened their gazes on him, for this was indeed the first time they'd heard of such a thing. "Yes, a Seraphim known as Armagius, ruling as would a tyrant in His place. Your oh so despised God has vanished, Ruin. And now a madman runs the show."

"Butler, you have long suffered chains, and yet I may have a way for you to slip them. This pretender imagines herself powerful, and indeed she is. But then, she has never met you, has she?"

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Leviathan's smile hid the triumph that he felt, the roar he loosed in Hell unheard here. "Then it is agreed. Together, these pretenders all will be drowned in their own blood. I grow tired of this new age, all of its strife and conflict. I wish for a return, and so we shall carve a path to the times of the past."

"And they talk of the Balance, as if they knew what they spoke of."

And so, one Prince was joined. Allied, with these two most dangerous representatives of each side, each an outcast.

The single most murderous of all the Princes to ever lord over Hell, trapped by the mysterious Raziel and his machinations.

And the only destroyer angel to turn his back on the light of Heaven.

If only those poor fools knew what had just been born here.

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Clapping sounded, although it came from behind the Butler. A ghostly form strode forward from the shadows, its countenance leaving no shadow of a doubt what manner of being this projection was from. The twisting horns and tainted presence that even now resonated like a nexus gave it a distinct flavor.

Leviathan, the demon prince of Envy.

"Indeed I have, brother. There have been many changes since you last strode below, Mephistopheles. Some are...troubling."

The manifestation smiled as it noted the scowl on the bound demon's face, taking a measure of delight in his sudden irritation. Although this was but one of those he'd come to see on this night, and he sent a breeze of his scent wafting across the city, seeking the other.

"Tell me, how has Raziel's curse been, dear brother?"

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"Of course," A knowing smile. "Butler, remember Envy and his plots."

"I was but awaiting our guest, for the sake of politeness." And so Leviathan turned to view the far end of the room, where a new arrival had appeared. One who lifted a blade far, far greater than its wielder.

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"An accord, Destroyer. An alliance." Envy's smile vanished as he settled to business.

"Lucifer has long been replaced by pretenders, and to this we princes have abided. The current usurper is a fool if she thinks I can't tell the difference. But that is beside the point. Heaven has, it seems, also been overthrown."

A moment of pleasure as both of his listeners sharpened their gazes on him, for this was indeed the first time they'd heard of such a thing. "Yes, a Seraphim known as Armagius, ruling as would a tyrant in His place. Your oh so despised God has vanished, Ruin. And now a madman runs the show."

"Butler, you have long suffered chains, and yet I may have a way for you to slip them. This pretender imagines herself powerful, and indeed she is. But then, she has never met you, has she?"

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Leviathan's smile hid the triumph that he felt, the roar he loosed in Hell unheard here. "Then it is agreed. Together, these pretenders all will be drowned in their own blood. I grow tired of this new age, all of its strife and conflict. I wish for a return, and so we shall carve a path to the times of the past."

"And they talk of the Balance, as if they knew what they spoke of."

And so, one Prince was joined. Allied, with these two most dangerous representatives of each side, each an outcast.

The single most murderous of all the Princes to ever lord over Hell, trapped by the mysterious Raziel and his machinations.

And the only destroyer angel to turn his back on the light of Heaven.

If only those poor fools knew what had just been born here.

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Deep in the pits of Hell, a monstrous form turned to regard the world above, a smile slowly coming to his face.

It began slowly, a malign presence that rose from the earth. All at once the screams went silent, their sources simply snapped from existence into the maw of this being. Mists stirred, the sense of wrongness in the air becoming one of poison, a corruption ancient in years. Sin became an almost tangible thing, a pressure in the atmosphere that was enormous.

Leviathan manifested his incorporeal form slowly, the dark, etherial energies glowing with black fires. In this form of being, the demon prince withheld the full horror of his appearance, settling for a grand avatar, looming over the assassin like the unholy tyrant he was. Gauntlets of living metal, powerful limbs shifting as he tilted his fiery gaze down to behold this creature who dared to call the Lord of Envy to the mortal plane.

His voice was as thunder, rumbling in the soil and stone, felt as much as heard. "You call, and receive answer. Speak, assassin."

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"I have no personal desire to destroy your city, assassin. The pits of Wrath are ever full with the toll I harvest from its streets, and my own hungers are sated from the constant envy that so sparks the violence. Such an endeavor would be merely a treat to the legion, the damned and the demonic."

The Greater Demon lifted a claw, leveling a finger directly for Vidious. There was something to the gesture that spoke louder than actions, as if Envy was staring through and into the man, even through the ghostly presence he now appeared in. "However, I might consider...a trade."

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Leviathan regarded Vidious for a long moment. This was a man to his liking, one with his own machinations, his own dark desires. Ever so slowly, lips peeled back from fangs in a smile.

"My own desires seem counterpoint to the nature of us demons, yet the new have forgotten the balance of old. I would see none other than Heaven renewed, so that once more Hell settled. Those who lay claim to the title of Greater have no right to stride the mortal plane as if it were the fiery pits."

"Though I suspect the answer, the trade I offer is this. The name of the one who approached you, and you shall have your attack." The demon prince waited for the assassin's reply.

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"It is agreed, then." Leviathan's words were clipped, as his form writhed with the storm surge of utter fury that rose within him. Such was his anger that the very earth at his wraith's feet began to steam, boiling away.

"This meeting has been most enlightening, and rewarding. You will have your attack, assassin. As for Sirad..."

The smile he bore had changed, malevolence and the promise of pain as easy to see as the blasphemous tattoos that wreathed his body. "Her offer will still stand, long after her essence has been scattered across the abyss. Thank you...Vidious."

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Something was decidedly off in the Cursed Wood. New dark forces were at work. The darkness of years past crept in from the edges of the clouds, eating away at any silver linings to be had. Cuspid picked up the pace, until in the distance she heard the hum of a Detente transport.

"RUN!"

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The Cursed Wood creaked and groaned in response, offering only the hollow sound of the mysterious forest beyond.

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Character Portrait: elvampiro elvampiro says,
 “ what is happening here ”