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Lucifer

"...and it was written, the Father would meet the Son once more, and the resounding battle would destroy all of creation"

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a character in “Twisted Rapture”, originally authored by Ivisbo, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

Name: Lucifer

Also Known As: Darius, Satan, Morningstar, Louie, The Devil, The King of Hell, Mammon, Beelzebub

Gender: Either, but appears male

Age: None Given

ImageAppearance: On Earth, when he takes a somewhat corporal, ghostlike body, Lucifer appears to be a very tall (6'5), lean man. He has bright blonde slicked back hair, extremely blue eyes, and a lean, angled face. He walks tall, his shoulders back and his head healed high. When he talks to others, as most humans are much shorter then him, he has to lean down slightly to meet their eyes (which he always does, eye contact holds a certain power for him). But, despite his strong looking appearance, Lucifer's own form is anything but. He can not touch or use most of his powers while in his human form. He can only observe, talk, and make orders. Lucifer uses this form mainly for observation of the humans, or in more recent years, to protect his vessel and pay him visits.

ImageIn Hell, in his Fallen form since he was struck down from Heaven, Lucifers appearance has drastically changed. While he still retains some resembles to his angelic form (which resembles his human one), he has been warped by the fires of hell and turned demonic. His hands and feet are no longer humanoid, but sharp elongated claws, perfect for ripping out the hearts of the mortal and crushing their skulls. The skin has been burned away up to his elbows and knees, leaving behind bubbling red demon flesh. His once beautiful blonde hair has turned ashy black and his eyes, once a glorious glowing blue, are now tarnish by the hellfire and burn a glowing, demonic red. From the tip of his spine a long, thin tail twists and turns, the sharp end usually dripping with blood from his most recent kill. From his footsteps, fire burns away the ground below, licking up to his ankles and sometimes twirling up into his claws, where he wields the flames to his bidding. His beautiful wings, though he only retains a single pair compared to the three he had as an angel, are now black. The feathers and askew and broken, burned and ripped in some places from battles. Lucifers demonic change comes from the intensity of Hell's demonic aura, just breathing it in will tarnish any angels light and turn their wings black. After spending years in the pit, he has lost all resemblance of his original self, though he has not forgotten.

Personality: Lucifer was once the most beloved archangel and the most beautiful. He was proud, noble, and respectful, the perfect angel created by God. He never spoke a word out of turn, never defied or disobeyed, until he was thrown out of heaven.
After that, Lucifer's personality turned on itself. He abandoned the morals that he held as a archangel, cast aside the ideals that he was to uphold as a soldier of God, and made his own set of rules. He became master of himself, Ruler of Hell, and reveled in the power he held over Man. Despite what most humans think, Lucifer does not lie. He tells the truth, the full honest truth, though most men do not believe him. Because humans are so used to deception, a truthful devil is truly the worst thing to imagine.
Lucifer is smart, conniving, and secretive, able to move ten steps ahead of everyone else. He sees into the future as if he knows what is coming (sometimes he actually does) and acts accordingly to protect his interests. He never plays a loosing hand and always comes out on top, even is it seems he is the winner. Every action, every move, is thought out, even if it seems like he is acting on impulse.
The only creature he has allowed close to him is Darius, his human incarnation that he can use as a vessel when he chooses too. He talks to this human, shares his secrets, even tells jokes (Lucifer is actually quiet funny). He has bonded to this one human only, allowed himself to like the thing as a man would like a pet dog. Though, when the times comes, he will be ready to dispatch the mortal if need be.
Lucifer sees himself as a tragic figure who was punished for being right, dismissing humanity as a flawed, barbaric race even as his brothers argue that he prefers humanity because they at least try to do better. He refuses to accept any blame for his actions, which as the archangels observes is nothing new, and suggests that God intentionally made Lucifer a devil.

History: God created the Archangels; Michael, Lucifer, Raphael, and Gabriel. They were all his brothers, though Lucifer formed an especially strong bond with Michael. Lucifer was also the most beautiful of the four, his radiance and holy power serving to make him Gods favorite. They all served as the military generals of the angels, protecting Gods Creation below and serving his every command. Angels were created to serve God, though they did so happily as they loved him as there Father. When mankind was created, Lucifer went against the very purpose of angels and argued with his brothers and with God over these imperfect mortal beings. The arguments escalated and grew bitter, so much so that the Archangel Gabriel chose to run from Heaven rather then see his brothers kill each other. In Lucifers mind, God commanded his Angels to protect Man like every other creature on earth, but Lucifer refused to protect something that did not deserve to even exist. He did not understand why God would create such tarnished, ugly beings, then force the beautiful and mighty Angels to bow before them. Lucifer was cast out of heaven and stripped of all but two of his wings. As he fell to the Underworld, Lucifer snatched one of the first human souls and dragged it below with him, where he tore and ripped at it, burned it with hellfire, poured his anger and hatred into its soul, twisting it into the first demon, Lilith. From then on he continued to create demons from the tarnished souls of evil humans who were cast below, the ones that God would not accept above. Lucifers army grew, powerful demons building up by destroying and devouring the weaker ones. At the same time, Lucifer started to loose his angelic aura. His wings turned black, his hands to claws, even his porcelain skin was stained with the blood of the damned.

ImageLucifer knew that with the powers of Hell growing, a war would soon break out and he needed to be able to battle on Earth. Currently, he was not able to take a true form on Earth, only a ghost like one that could not touch or interact with other humans. To aide him, he created a plan that would allow a vessel to be born that could contain his soul. Lucifer used his own blood to turn a female human into a half-demon, then erased her memories and sent her back to Earth. There, she bred with another human and bore a child with his blood running in its veins. He sent a demon to kill the parents and place the child in an orphanage, then continued to visit the boy and earn his trust. It was easy to sway the child, Darius search for a parental figure and Lucifer allowed himself to be one. He protected the boy from danger, killed off many of the humans that dare to touch his vessel, and slowly but surly explained to Darius who he truly was.

It did not take long for Lucifer to finally take charge of Darius's body for the first time. He was able to unleash his full power on the Earth, though he had to be weary of the humans physical health. As Lucifer was still awaiting the onslaught of the war, he still allowed Darius to control his body, though he did insist on it from time to time. Lucifer kept Darius hidden from the eyes of the Angels, using the powers of his demon servants to shield Darius from Gods prying eye. To anyone else, Darius was simply a wealthy teen growing up in Manhattan.

When God finally descended and Rapture began, Lucifer was quick to hide Darius in his dark wings and cast him into hell. Though he could not stay long, as a human in hell would quickly demonize, Lucifer had to make sure the cleansing of souls had ended before he allowed Darius back onto the land. While he waited, he unleashed his power onto the Earth, keen to exact his revenge on the mortals and God. Then, when the volcanoes had finished and the earthquakes had shattered the cities of Man, he ripped apart the gates of Hell and let the tidal wave of demons surge through.

Darius begged to be allowed back to Earth and Lucifer agreed, as he could not have his human vessel spoiling from the aura of Hell. He still could not set foot on Earth soil, so he needed his human to command the armies of Earth. He let Darius free and remained on his thrown, advising in Hell and battling on Earth as he saw fit.

ImageCharacter Alignment: Hell

Equipment: A nifty vessel he can use at will and the whole armies of Hell. He also may wield a long sword, though he will only manifest this weapon if he happens to battle against one of his brothers. Only Angel blood can touch the Holy steal of the Archangel, not the tarnished blood of demon or human.

Apparel: In his human form, Lucifer wears tailored suits and expensive shoes. He does not change, as his form is not a true physical body. While in Hell, He wears a simple cloth around his waist, not unlike the one he wore as an angle, though this one is completely stained red from the blood of the Man.

Combat Strengths: He was once a great military general of the Angel, a perfect being made for the sole purpose of battle. He is adept at battle strategy, learning an opponents weakness, and using his surrounding to his advantage. Lucifer is a master swordsman and may also use the powers of hell; hellfire, torture devices, shadows and darkness

Combat Weaknesses: Currently, Lucifer must battle in Darius's body on Earth. He is able to use the full extent of his powers, but he still only has to endurance of a human. He still must eat, sleep, and heal. This also leaves him open to attack, as without Darius, he will not be able to control his armies or step foot on Earth.





ImageAbilities: He may take control of his human vessel, Darius, to walk amongst the mortals and use his full powers on Earth. When he is in control of Darius, the humans sole is still intact and safe within his mind. They can interact, though usually Darius simply goes to sleep during Lucifers time.

Lucifer can (and is not limited to) teleportation, shadow control, fire control, control of natural disasters, control of demons, mind control, mind reading, precognition, flight, mass hallucinations, illusions, wide spread disease, and is able to look upon the form of God.

So begins...

Lucifer's Story

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Darius appeared back on Earth on Fifth Avenue, amidst the rubble and dilapidated buildings that had once been famous for its class and prestige. The smoke that had transported him here thanks to Lucifer spread out around him in a fan like shape and ventilated though the cracks in the concrete, running home back to its master. Darius cast his dark eyes around the streets, taking in the sight of the once rich and beautiful New York City. Of course, he knew as soon as Lucifer had brought him down below that this would happen...it was just a matter of time before God and his lost son fought once more. Honestly, Darius had wished that he could have avoided it in his life time, but he knew that with the appearance of himself it was the perfect timing for Lucifer to rise up as well.

Darius sighed and stretch a hand back, coming his black hair back against his head before glancing down at his attire. Lucifer had chosen to adorn the body in a slim fitting dark blue three piece suit. The white undershirt stood in stark contrast to the dark shiny material, making him feel very out of place in the city of ruin. But, as the vessel of Lucifer and with the beginning of the war, he would not lower himself to wearing jeans and a t-shirt...although those were easier to move in then this tight vest. Darius did adjust the checkered tie a little, allowing himself a little breathing room as he deliberated what to do.

Lucifer warned him of the war that had broken out, so he knew he had to lay low and avoid being seen. Demons were of no worry, they would protect him...unless they had gone rouge. Though he knew he could rely on the vermin of the underworld, he would rather hold up on his won and wait Lucifer's orders. Angels, angels were the thing he needed to avoid most. The winged warriors of Heaven could not know of him until the time was right or else a man hunt for him would take precedent over the war. Hopefully Darius could remain hidden until Lucifer was ready to reveal is ultimate weapon and unleash his full powers on the Earth.

Further into the city, Darius heard the screaming cry of a greater demon entering into battle. Deciding he needed to get off the street, Darius turned his expensive shoes around and strode down the destroyed sidewalk, heading towards a building that looked somewhat in good shape. It was an older one, made of brick and steel, so it had held up during Lucifer's tantrum of natural disasters. Darius stood in front of it, gazing up at the architectural masterpiece of a building with his hands in his pockets.

"Quiet beautiful, for a mortal creation" A fox like, soothing voice spoke up from behind him. Darius barely batted an eye at the sudden appearance of the Lord of Hell, simply nodding at the comment.

"Glad this one held up, I always like the old buildings over the skyscrapers" He answered back, then glanced over his shoulder. Lucifer stood there, gazing up at the building just as Darius had. His blonde hair was slicked back not unlike Darius's, but his blue eyes couldn't be more different. They told of stories and hurt and pain unimaginable by even the oldest of beings. Darius loved and hated those eyes, because while he felt unimaginable power under their gaze, he also felt the worst sorrow deep within his core.

Lucifer flicked those eyes down to his vessel, a small smile spreading across his pale face, "I came to make sure I didn't teleport you to the wrong side of town. I looks like you found a seemingly safe hideout...I'll be back a little later to finish up some business on Earth" Lucifer spoke in a polite tone, then took a couple steps forward. Darius was never afraid of the great fallen angel, but he could see why people would be. His height was incomparable, the way he held himself screamed power. Lucifer leaned down slightly the way he did when he spoke to others, almost as if he were sharing a joke among friends.

"Do not damage that body, Darius. I will be back shortly" Though his tone was pleasant, Darius could sense the underlying anger that always seemed to burn within his lord. Darius nodded and Lucifer evaporated his illusion of himself into a cloud of hellfire smoke.

Darius turned once more for the building and quickly made his way inside. The doors were unlocked, whether be coincidence or Lucifers doing, either way he was able to safely make his way inside. The old building must have been some sort of museum, its high ceilings echoed his footsteps and carried them through the empty halls. Darius walked listlessly, wandering the hallways, his footsteps loud on the granite white tiles. He needed to sort out a plan, figure out a bunker of some kind that he could hide out before Lucifers final assault. Though that sounded easy, Darius knew that there was no way he was going to make it through this war unscathed. He was one of the final humans on Earth, no defenses and no attack power. All he had was Lucifer and the armies of Hell to protect him, though at this moment it did not seem like much.

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Darius Appollyon

Darius searched the rest of the old brick building, slipping in and out of each room silently as he tried to evade the noises outside. It was hard to forget he was in a war-zone, the constant sounds of demonic screams and the clash of angelic metals reverberated through out the hollowed halls. He jumped once or twice, his heart constantly hammered, and all and all he felt like he might have a heart attack coming along. Alone, without anyone to keep face for, Darius was terrified. He knew he was in over his head; a simple human left in a world full of monsters, caught in the middle of Lucifer and God. Of course, he would always side with the fallen angel....but he also knew that if Lucifer were to win, Earth as he knew it would cease to exists.

But really, Earth as he knew it already had.

The dark haired man sighed and lowered himself to the grubby old cough he had found in one of the rooms, glancing up at the towering walls around him. It was a library, or a book storage room, but either way all three walls were covered from floor to ceiling with massive, dusty old books. The fourth held two massive windows that looked down upon the war torn streets of New York, some how the glass still remained in tact.

Darius ran his dark gaze over the old spines, reading their names as a way to keep his mind from the events unfolding outside. Though, it really did no help. His mind instantly drew to the war of heaven and hell no matter what he tried to think of, so eventually he simple allowed himself to be swallowed by the thought.

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Lucifer

Lucifer sat atop one of the crippled skyscrapers, balanced upon a support beam that had long since lost the building around it. He stood as a solitary dark figure in the sky, staring down at the streets below with a smirk of accomplishment.

His father may have whipped the world clean in an attempt to start anew, but Lucifer had no intention of allowing him to once again tarnish the universe with his vile creations. He would sooner destroy Earth then allow Heaven to rebuild it in a better light. Hence why he unleashed the gates and sent to the world a flood of his damned creations.

Below, he could see the demons ripping apart the walls of the world of man. The screamed and spewed hellfire all around, destroying everything they touched as ordered. From the streets to his right a mighty roar rang out, signaling the beginning of a fight between one of his greater demons and a soldier of heaven.

Lucifer took a step from his perch, his hands in the pocket of his black suit pants as his illusion of a body vanished from sight. He reappeared blocks away, standing atop a building once more only now he was looking down at the fight he had heard before. A single angel battled the massive hell beast, his sword seeming to be no match for the massive fifteen foot demon. Lucifer smiled, watching as the angel battled the demon with the vigor and battle strategy that he himself remembered learning in the arenas of Heaven. This angel moved with the agility and nimbleness only known to the creatures of god...no demon-kind could ever learn the perfection that was allotted to the higher beings of this universe.

The mighty demon gave off a devastating final shriek as the angel managed to rip it apart, laying waste to one of Lucifers finer creations. Truly, he cared not for the demons that inhabited his realm, but it was irritating to spend so long nurturing a demons hateful spirit only to have it ripped apart by such a young angel.

A small frown marred Lucifers pale face as he watched the final moments of the demon, the wail of pain disappearing just as the charred soul was burned away by its own hellfire. With a dejected tutt, Lucifer once more vanished from the rooftop and appeared on the asphalt below, his gaze level and commanding as he strode towards the young angel. His well tailored suit flapped in the light breath as he came to a halt before the male, bowing his tall lean form in order to penetrate his 'brother' with his icy angelic blue eyes.

He assessed the angel, his eyes wavering down to take in the light armor and angelic sword in his possession. Lucifer had no memory of this angel, though he normally remembered most of the angels that had been in his ranks. His eyes once more found the younger beings and he smiled charmingly, taking a step forward as he address the male, "Do you know who I am?" He finally spoke, raising as single brow in question. His tone was sincere, he wanted to know if this angel would even recognize him. God surely would have educated his angels on the enemy, though....God had a habit of revealing things only when he deemed it necessary for others to know. Lucifer had first had experience in the department, so it would not surprise him if this angel did not recognize the Lord of Hell.

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Following it's death he steadied himself calmly upon the ground, lifting his arms to pat it's filth from his hands, erupting from each pat with a thick ash. He stooped to pull his blade from the corpse as it had already begun to deteriorate in a blaze of fire. With a light flick of his wrist he slid the blade into it's sheathe, looking about with a mild displeasure at the ruins, and then..- A familiar suited man appeared. A foul stench followed his manicured features, the derogatory mannerisms, like he were better. An energy gave it away, the appearing. No simple angel would conduct themselves in such a way, and no human could appear from nowhere without first having been heard, or having transferred manually from one place to the other.

Charoum met Lucifer's gaze with the golden brilliance in his irises a shield. He refused to be imposed upon, his voice young and strong in reply to the man's question.."Do you know who I am?"- "Yes." It'd be a simple answer, simply put, and yet ebbed with suspicion, without realizing it his left hand had glided to the hilt of his sword, despite his nonchalant stance his muscles were rigid, a natural urge to fight the man before him. The blue gaze brought a brooding rage, how confidently he'd approached without fear of one of God's soldiers. This man having disgraced everything he was born of, and having brought death and destruction to this planet and it's inhabitants.

A light shake of his head followed his limited speech, cringing with a slight pain from the anger building in his chest, but that would be stooping to a level that could only be spawned from Hell, it passed only a moment before he'd recomposed himself. If Lucifer were here, manipulation would attach to every word and action. Morals in place would bind him and he'd be forced to listen as is his duty, a steady, rhythmic prayer giving him what peace could be offered.

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Lucifer

"So little words..." Lucifer mumbled, trailing his eyes down to the angels hand as he grasped his sword hilted at his hip, "I doubt you could hit me with that sword, little brother", The fallen angel smiled jokingly, raising both his brows this time as he looked back up into the angels eyes.

Anger boiled within those depths, heated iris of gold smoldering like burning topaz. The horrendous sight of rage within the soul of an angel was rare indeed, a sight that Lucifer hated that he pulled from the winged creatures. His talent to produce hate happened naturally, but within an angel it sent shivers of dread down his spin to see the sliver of humanities worst qualities show up within the creature that he deemed to be perfection. Hate was a creation of humans wretched nature, not a quality that was to be found in the angels. Demons were created from such hate and they grew on the emotion...hellfire was the manifestation of it. Creatures like the warriors of heaven should never be able to exude the emotion that this young angel was now feeling...it was blasphemous in Lucifers opinion.

But, this Angel was young. Lucifer would not hold it against him for being riled up at the appearance of his enemy, especially at the affirmative answer of recognition.

Lucifer's face morphed into a look of sympathy as he raised a hand to gesture to the fallen world around him, "So much hate should not be directed at me, angel. If you are to feel anything of such a vile nature, direct it at the humans....or our father who started all this. I was keen to sit in Hell and reign there until the end of times, but He wished to wipe the Earth and start all this" He raised his hand and gestured around to the whole of Earth, then released a sigh and lowered it back to his pant pocket, "The hate you feel is misguided, I truly want only whats best for us, fathers perfect creations"

Lucifer knew that reasoning with an angelic warrior that still served his father was a failed mission, but the war had just begun and he wished to attempt to save one of his brothers soul from damnation. A pure angel killed by a demon and taken to Hell was one of the most horrendous things Lucifer had ever witnessed...but it was necessary for the order of things. If he could convince this angel, maybe even just instill doubt in his mind, he may be able to save him from the corruption of hellfire that had leaked into his own wings and twisted his soul beyond salvation.

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"I doubt you could hit me with that sword, little brother," The condescension was to be expected, this was the angel corrupted, now renown for his vanity and pride. Flashes of disappointment and snide disapproval were clear despite the general nature, as if there were a pedestal he sat upon before Charoum's very eyes. He didn't see it ofcourse, he was near mute, though his breathing remained calm, though every word created a pain in the angel's ears and chest. His mind shifted to hate, and this is where he couldn't help but intercede.

"You think I hate you?" His voice would rise as he did, his hand remaining loosely upon the sword as he peered at Lucifer with a light shake of his head, his hair shifting lazily and bringing forth ash into the air about him. "Love thy enemy, this is contempt on the fact your goals conflict directly with my own, and therefore I'd stop you at every turn available, that's what makes my hand twitch." His fingers would tap gently in two sharp motions before playing gently about the pommel, flicking his tongue over the sharp natural fangs.

"As for this perfect creations and our Lord Father being in the wrong." He'd give a soft laugh, ending with a confident grin. "You're as ignorant as you were before my time, Lucifer." He'd almost be gauging the defeated angel for his reaction, he knew the sly snake of a man would keep his composure, not even miss a step in his pursuit of manipulation. But perhaps this would offset his thinking, if only the slightest bit it twisted Satan's thoughts, it would be a success.

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Lucifer

"You're as ignorant as you were before my time, Lucifer" The Lord of Hell stared at the angel, his eyes unwavering as they bore into the other angels. Ignorance. Out of everything that Lucifer has been accused of, ignorance was not one of them. Vanity and pride, yes, but ignorance....

It seemed this angel was stronger mentally then Lucifer had expected. A true warrior of god, able to stand up to Satan's manipulative tongue. For a moment, Lucifer imagined plucking this young winged man into the air and burning his wings away just to see who he would beg for mercy from....but Lucifer did not harm angels if it could be avoided.

Lucifer finally blinked and flicked his eyes away towards the location that his vessel currently resided in. He frowned and tilted his head slightly, connecting mentally to Darius even from miles away.

No one has found you? He murmured inside the young humans mind, casting a glance back towards the angel with a bored expression.

No Darius curt reply could only mean that the human had been napping, a thought that had Lucifer pulling back his lips in a soft smirk. Darius had found comfortable to nap amidst the rubble of his people, he truly had chosen wisely.

Finally choosing to turn his attention back to the young angel, Lucifer ignored his earlier in subordinate remarks. He was young, young enough to not know of Lucifers power before he fell. He had no way of knowing that his journey from warrior of God to leader of Hell had only made him more powerful. The itch to teach this angel a lesson burned within him, but Lucifer knew that he could not put Darius's body in harms way for such an unimportant task.

"Then you are young, if you grew after my time. Naive to the workings of Heaven it would seem, but so are all young creatures when dealing with the world around them. You will learn, in time..." Lucifer spoke calmly, taking yet another step closer to the angel, "What is your name?"

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Charoum waited patiently, satisfied with a small pause. It was expected, Satan's reaction, ofcourse. Nothing, he gave nothing away but the step was enough. That one step told the angel all he needed to know, why he was on Earth was questionable, why he had taken the time to talk in the middle of a battlefield was also questionable. Lucifer should be in Hell with all corrupted things, governing something that was his. His sword arm twitched with his thinking, furrowing his eyebrows with wanting to fight what Evil was before him, smiling and acting as if he'd already won. Hadn't Charoum just slain one of his servants? Here he was acting as if he'd not seen a single defeat, he should remember his own at the hands of the Lord.

There was no reaction to the step, only the steel-gold gaze of the angel watching the man step forward, though he maintained his calm with nonchalance, it was a facade as he was prepared for any attack, but he was taken aback with the question as it came. Something beyond expectation or preparation..-"What is your name?" There was a clear moment of silence before he answered, shaking his hair again to clear some of the ash, biting the inside of his cheek.

"Charoum." He'd state it with almost a shrug, wondering if it was courtesy to ask something as well or if he were expected to. Unable to decide he'd remain silent, only watching quietly, ever-vigilant.