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FULL NAME Meliere Lucree STATED AGE 28 Earth Years ACTUAL AGE Near Infinite GENDER/SEX Female RACE/ORIGINS Kinatos Deity; Mistar Origins

DATE OF BIRTH Unknown HEIGHT 5'2" WEIGHT 325 lbs. MEASUREMENTS Unknown DOMINANT HAND Ambidextrous; left hand preference

HAIR COLOR Standard Form: Black EYE COLOR Standard Form: Blue SKIN TONE Standard Form: African-American Skin Tone No. 171 SCARS/MARKINGS Standard Form: None BODY MODIFICATIONS Standard Form: Two piercings on each ear

SEXUAL ORIENTATION Omnisexual (closest equivalent) MARITAL STATUS Open Relationship ELEMENT Non-Elemental ALIGNMENT Lawful Good CHOSEN WEAPON(S) Hammers, Mallets, Parasols

Personality Basics:

• A very gentle and tender persona; easygoing and reflective in her mannerisms.
• Is pleasant and hospitable towards others outside of her work and anyone she meets initially, no matter what their actual alignment is; tends to try and make others feel at home in her presence. Gives off a relaxed air that may come off as lazy or uncaring to some.
• Has a more serious and cooperative nature during business affairs, taking to instructions well and respecting higher ranks to the point of minor admiration for her betters. However, is more laissez-faire and lackadaisical when performing hard tasks that are displeasing to her.
• Overall, a nurturing, open, and carefree personality that takes joy in pleasing others.

Vocal Notes: Soft-spoken with a smooth and easy vocal range; talks in a constantly relaxed tone unless angered. Anger raises tone to a sharp and demanding haughty harshness. Reports of a noble British accent have been recorded on more than one occasion, that only becomes more apparent when angered.

Scent Analysis: Varies with others on a day to day basis; each scent seems to have a flower or plant base. The only constant is a soft musk under each fragrance. Agent reports that she smells of only a nice clean musk and nothing else, however.

Birthday: Claims she was born when the 12th planet in the multiverse was made.

Likes: peace and quiet, tea/tea time, her godly mentors, her chosen ones, exploring the multiverse, blending in/interacting with humans, her personal assistant Niri, simpler creations made by mortals (such as toasters), music boxes and puzzles, tigers

Dislikes: her designs or plans being ruined, being denied tea, her reaper lover's antics, her free time being cut short, having to bail people out of their own mistakes, being asked to use her gifts for things that work against reality (ex. bringing loved ones back to life), people who cast judgement on multitudes with hate or foul emotions in their hearts(having to work with someone of that nature proves to be a large pain in her side)

Official Occupation: Divine Agent of the MFA, SS-Class Ranking (Jurisdiction: Goddess of Creation)

Alternate RP Occupations:

Homemaker, Full Time

• Household maintenance and repair
• Outdoor maintainance and upkeep (Gardening)
• House cleaning and upkeep
• Errand-running and impromptu travel
• Cooking and grocery shopping (mostly leaves this to Maxwell)
• Lives with Maxwell in any current location, but is also seen traveling by herself.
• Relationship with Maxwell is unknown, but she tends to consider herself his wife.

Pokémon Trainer

• League Affiliation: Indigo League, Johto Branch
  
• Hometown: Cherrygrove City
  
• Leagues Won: Johto, Hoenn, Sinnoh, Kalos
  
• Leagues Lost: Unova
  
• Leagues Unfinished: Kanto, Alola
  
• Farthest Traveled: Alola
  
• First Pokémon: Feebas (Found abandoned on Cherrygrove City's shore)
  
• Current Location: Traveling the seas by Pokémon to Cianwood on vacation.
• Current Team:
  1. Airisse the Milotic
  2. Gabriel the Gardevoir
  3. Isabelle the Whimsicott
  4. Ayan the Arcanine
  5. Northswain the Aegislash
  6. Katira the Dragonair

Current Inventory: ((Inventory is currently being updated. Stay tuned for more details.))

Mannerisms/Trivia:
-Just like Alexander, Meliere also owns a living crystal that acts as her personal assistant; however, the crystal is called Niri. Niri acts like a PDA of sorts as well, giving reminders for schedules, keeping track of appointments that come up, and using short bursts of magic to point out directions. While both are adept at what they do, Niri is better at giving directions than his twin crystal Kiri.

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"Blessed are those who follow the goddess Lucrece, for they walk the path of eternal righteousness under her watchful eyes of life and grace."

"Do not fear the child in black, for she walks not with the demons. She walks between the light and shade and brings the world to life.

Do not run from the child in black, for she knows no path to evil. All she offers is a hand, and an eternal world to roam.

But do not harm the child in black, for she knows not much of mercy. She will smite all who oppose her with one strike of her crystal hammer..."

"Ah, the goddess Airianka... I hold a few research tomes on her lore. Some works claim her to be a devious trickster in her oldest depictions... But further on in history, she takes on a more benign, quiet nature, if not just a bit childish and naive in a tale or two about her. Two books in particular seem to record old-time worshipping rituals dedicated to her in order to bless the crops for the coming harvest season. We've yet to piece together where exactly she started appearing in mythology, however. Even the oldest volumes we have on record hold no similar creation deity other than the beginnings of what we know as our modern day Smong-ra, and he's a very different, if not opposing personality type..."

FULL NAME Alexander Lucreé STATED AGE 26 Earth Years ACTUAL AGE Near Infinite GENDER/SEX Male RACE/ORIGINS Kinatos Deity; Mistar Origins

DATE OF BIRTH Unknown HEIGHT 5'2 WEIGHT 92 lbs. MEASUREMENTS Unknown DOMINANT HAND Ambidextrous; right hand preference

HAIR COLOR Standard Form: Black EYE COLOR Standard Form: Brown SKIN TONE Standard Form: African-American Skin Tone No. 170 SCARS/MARKINGS Standard Form: None Visible BODY MODIFICATIONS Standard Form: Two piercings on each ear

SEXUAL ORIENTATION Bisexual MARITAL STATUS Open Relationship ELEMENT Non-Elemental ALIGNMENT Chaotic Neutral CHOSEN WEAPON(S) Hammers, Mallets, Swords

Personality Basics:

• An arrogant, hot-headed character with a very defiant and cocky attitude.
• Loud and raucous; very outgoing and mischievous to other people outside of his work.
• Is very dedicated to his job and takes pride and joy in pleasing others from it. However, fails to acknowledge higher ranks as superior to himself. Is also prone to going by his own rules during business affairs.
• Overall a friendly personality to those who tolerate his arrogance and initial rude mistakes.

Vocal Notes: WIP

Scent Analysis: Varies on a day to day basis; each scent always seems to have a fruity base. The only constant is a hint of jasmine among each scent. Agent reports that he always smells of jasmine and nothing else, however.

Birthday: Claims he was born when the 12th planet in the multiverse was made.

Likes: free time, exploring other worlds, the grander side of mortal creations (such as huge cities), music, violins, his personal assistant Kiri, pleasing other people with things they desire.

Dislikes: people taking what's his without asking, "unworthy people," having his work hours extended, those who ask for more than his skills can provide.

Official Occupation: Divine Agent of the MFA, SS-Class Ranking (Jurisdiction: God of Desires)

Alternate RP Occupations:

Freelance Violinist, Full-Time Musician

• Violin Skills (Advanced to Expert, freelance violinist for events)
• Saxophone Skills (Intermediate, Saxaphonist for Phoenix and the Dragon when required)
• Drum Set Skills (Novice, Backup Drummer for Phoenix and the Dragon)
• Basic upkeep of a rent-to-own studio
• Usually travels with spare funds to various locales by himself to play gigs; will sometimes drag Maxwell along.
• Wishes to own and manage his own personal symphony one day.

Pokémon Coordinator

• League Affiliation: Indigo League, Johto Branch
  
• Hometown: Blackthorn City (Moved to New Bark Town when he was 12)
  
• Leagues Won: Johto, Hoenn
  
• Leagues Lost: N/A
  
• Leagues Unfinished: N/A
  
• Farthest Traveled: Alola
  
• First Pokémon: Eevee (Received as a gift from a friend.)
  
• Current Location: In Hoenn training for the next Master Contest.
  
• Current Team:
  1. Wendigo the Primarina
  2. Misty the Sylveon
  3. Aria the Dragonair
  4. Silky the Ninetails

Current Inventory: ((Inventory is currently being updated. Stay tuned for more details.))

Mannerisms/Trivia:
-Alexander owns a living crystal named Kiri. He acts like a mystical PDA of sorts, giving reminders for schedules, keeping track of appointments that come up, and using short bursts of magic to point out directions. Kiri is excellent at keeping track of schedules in particular, even though he and his twin Niri perform at the same rate regardless of their specialty. Kiri always stays on Alexander's person; if it's not seen on his neck, it's usually in a small bag that's kept very close to his body in general.

Once upon a time there were special, spiritual beings that floated, walked, and danced along the depths of space as if they were plains doused in eternal night. Because of their nature amongst the stars, they were called Starwalkers. Starwalkers roamed along the eternal starlit fields, having no realm or home to speak of... Because space itself was their home. They rested their heads on red suns and used the nebulae around them as their blankets. Space dust was their clothing of choice, and shooting stars were their finer worn trinkets.

Later people claimed that Starwalkers were the very first gods and goddesses of this particular multiverse. They were ultimately deemed prototype deities, with almost all of them becoming planets or massive star systems after their deaths. Only two starwalkers live on to this day and continue to wander the galaxies, remaining forever unseen to the naked eye.

One Starwalker in particular was a very frail star dancer with tons of vibrant spirit energy, and they (later identified as she) were with child... One child at first. The pregnancy left the already delicate creature very, very weak. She was more than ready to pass on because of her currently fragile state. As she sought her final resting place, her hair trailed throughout countless galaxies, forming the space where Mistar would come to be. Her body ached as she fell in the middle of the speckled void that she once called home. She soon started to float upwards into the eternal abyss until her body shimmered, rippled, and coalesced into an thick gaseous fog of glowing ether.

During this time, she was starting to go into labor. While she lost her former form, the child morphed and split, then melded back together. The dense, iridescent cloud eventually condensed itself, rounding out into a giant gaseous sphere of chaos that was 1.3 times the size of the gas giant we know as Jupiter. Eons passed, and the once active ball of violent gas settled into a quiet orb of cooled, barren land. No water. Just the very start of an atmosphere.

After a very long while, one part of the newly created planet shook. The empty land cracked all around the starting point. As the world's first quakes subsided, a hand reached out into the subtle atmosphere, grasping for life. A form soon dug and groped its way out from the ground, clumsy actions guiding the first signs of planet life along. It appeared to be a female form.

From the hole that was left behind, mounds of water started to bubble up and crack the surface even more. Slowly it started to seep onto the land, bit by bit, pooling into the world's first small body of water. Meanwhile, the female creature walked unaided to face the barren wasteland... Alone, or so it seemed.

Indeed, it was quiet... But then, a voice broke the silence... And it wasn't her own. "Welcome, my child, to your new home." There was nothing around but the new pool of water and herself, so it must've been- "I am your mother, [REDACTED]. And you are now home. Let me feed you." A large bushy plant with a giant stem (later known as a tree) quickly grew in front of the new lifeform, bearing fresh, round, and green fruit that fell to the ground below. The "child" picked up the strange orb, and put it in her mouth. She clearly knew the basics: walking and feeding herself was second nature as soon as she rose from the earth.

As the female ate, the voice talked. It told her many things: that she had gifts, she could create anything within reason, and her mother was the canvas that would always accept her new ideas. Yes, the "mother" was the planet itself... And the female was her child, born to mold the planet as she saw fit. And so, after a while of listening to her mother and learning from her, the child began to mold her world... By making more trees. More trees meant more food, right? And she liked the taste of the substance in her mouth. Trees came first. Then flowers... Grass soon followed, along with raising more pools of water around the planet. Then her very first animal.... Then more animals because it looked lonely by itself.

This went on for a short while. In the middle of creating more things, the child felt strange. Her body then started to change. Her breasts fell flat. The plump form she had became thin and slender. What's more, she found that she couldn't create things anymore. Did she do something wrong? Did she waste her boundless energy? Was her mother upset with her? No, that can't be it... Especially since her mother spoke up... And greeted her the exact same way as the day she was born, as if she was born again but different. With other newborns, it would make no sense. This "newborn," however, realized that she wasn't the person that she started out as. She was now a he.

And the changes continued. Every so often, she would change back, and then change again. The planet grew more and more in the meantime. One day, she awoke to another person right next to her. They looked just like how she felt whenever she shifted. Acted just liked how she acted when she wasn't herself. And yet she was still herself. Which meant they split in half somehow. Then the first form realized that she wasn't alone anymore. She liked this feeling. The second form next to her liked this feeling too. They both wanted to feel like this always... So they decided one day to create people. That way, just in case one had to go somewhere, the other wouldn't feel lonely without them.

While they learned more about themselves and each other via their mother and their own explorations, they learned about the concept of "names." The ideas sounded rather neat, innovative even. So they went around "naming" everything they made. Trees. Cressa Lilies. Bairund Bushes. Glowpocket Trails (a type of lush and iridescent edible vine). But what about them? They had no name. Even their mom had her own name. So the two forms asked their "mother" to name them. At first, the planet was about to leave the idea of naming themselves up to their own imaginations... But, that's not what mothers do. So, she gave the first form a name: "Meliere." The second form that Meliere changed into and soon separated into its own being from time to time was called "Alexander."

Meliere continued to make the planet thrive with her power of creation... While Alexander learned that his own gift was giving Meliere whatever she desired. Which was all well and good, but he felt like it could be used with other people too. He soon got his wish in the form of their first race, which they both called the Kinatos. The race, like them, started off knowing very little. So they had to hand teach them everything they know... Just like their mother did, except they could now show their new "children" what they mean.

In the present day, the planet is lush, plentiful, and vibrant. The people are still learning and slowly making a living for themselves. And the two form, the "children" of the Starwalker have both grown older and wiser, and have been named "deities" by their own "mother..." Yet they still wish to learn more about the multiverses in order to feel a bit more worthy of that name.

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Meliere and Alexander are both the same person. The true being behind both people is codenamed "A.M. Lucreé," a shapeshifting deity with no particular final combined form. The "Meliere" and "Alexander" forms please the entity the most out of any other possible form taken, thus is considered their 'true/default form.' They switch forms every so often to suit their duties, the situation, or simply as time passes on.

"A.M. Lucreé" is a minor deity with two divine skills: the skill to create, and the skill to grant desires. However, those are the only skills available to them. Things such as death, justice, war, etc. are out of their jurisdiction; thus they can't directly interfere in matters that don't pertain to their skill. (This is not to say they cannot fight or kill, it is to say they cannot impose their will or power to suit their favor in terms of warfare, death, or other matters outside their own skills.)

Lucreé's god skills cannot be used at the same time, thus the need for two forms: Meliere, the creation goddess, and Alexander, the god of desires.

•Creation's Shift/Desire's Switch: Being two sides of the same deity, Alexander and Meliere can switch back and forth between their standard "forms," with some limitations.

• Shifting to one form locks away the skillset, abilities, and weaknesses of the other, so Alexander can't call on Meliere's power and vice versa. Likewise, what Meliere is weak to won't affect Alexander, and vice versa.
• This ability can only be used every seven Mistar days. If one form doesn't choose to switch to the other, they're stuck in that form for the next seven days.
• After one full Mistarian month (37 Mistar days), either form will have no choice but to split in half or switch. Failure to choose either will cause the deity to go dormant for a long period of time. (Canonically, a few eons,
  thus putting them out of commission.)

•Split Shift Design: Meliere and Alexander can split in half and exist at the same time with both forms.

• This cuts both of their powers in half as well, reducing the two split halves to demigod status.
• This skill is also subject to the seven day rule and the month rule: they can either switch forms or stay split in half every seven days, up to a month.

How do you pronounce Lucree?
Where Meliere pronounces her last name as "loo-cree," Alexander pronounces his as "loo-cree-eh."

About Sacrifices: Meliere loathes human and animal sacrifices, living or dead. She's also allergic to fish, so offering any sort of aquatic animal in the form of a meal is sure to earn her utter displeasure.

About Eye Colors: Despite Meliere and Alexander having perfect shapeshifting glamor to guise themselves as needed, the only real flaw is that their irises don't change to match without a little outside help.

To change eye colors to fit the ideal of beauty for each person, they have to eat an eyeball in order to gain the color of the eyeball's iris. Different eyeballs give different colors, but all they really need is to eat the left one only once to permanently gain that eye color.

To date, Meliere alone has trillions of eye colors stored in her "repetoire," as she calls it. Alexander has twice as many, partially because he's a god of desire so it's required, and partially because he's fucking crazy anyway and likes to eat eyes for the hell of it most times.

About Their Age: Alexander and Meliere qualify as twins, as Meliere was born first on Mistar, with Alexander following her a few months afterwards. However, their mindset varies: Alexander acts like someone in their mid-20s, while Meliere behaves like someone close to their late 20s. That's why Alexander and Meliere sometimes give the ages of 25 and 27 respectively in order to throw off people.

Biologically they both are in their mid-20s, thus Alexander acts his age (ironically) while Meliere is wiser than her years would point out. In Mistar Years, they're both 2,758 years old. However, Mistarian Years are immensely slower than Earth years, so much so that it's not possible to calculate a precise formula for Mistar to Earth Year Conversion at the moment.

But a good way to convert those years into a plausible biological age is to equate 100 Mistar Years into one Overall Age Year. Thus, they equate to 27 years old, which means that Alexander actually acts immature for his age, while Meliere is perfectly normal (in terms of a god, anyway).

Mistar Words and Why You Don't Call Meliere a Neko:

Kora: On and On, endlessly
Nekka: Annoy; Obedience (depends on how you pronounce it)

Nekko:
Pronounced "neko:" One who obeys endlessly.
Pronounced "neck-ko:" One who annoys endlessly.

One is an insult to Meliere's status as a god, and the other is an overall insult. Which is why you DON'T call her a neko. Outsiders don't know, so she has to be nice about it.

Alexander's Weapon: Megaenon

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Alexander:

• Alexander owns a variety of streamlined long-sleeved dresses for his usual nightly crossdressing (not shown here).

Meliere:

• Meliere has a summer outfit consisting of a sleek white sundress, a sunhat, white-framed sunglasses, and a pair of white shoes.

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Credits for Other Renditions (in order from left to right):

Alexander - Kyce, natjust.
Meliere - NativeMagician.
Both - Siolia.

((Thank you all so very, very much!))

Age: 38 Earth Years Old (Korsen Age Equivalent is unknown at this time.)

Birthday: December 14th

Height: 6'7"

Weight: 240 lbs.

Measurements: 41B-38W-39H

Hair Color: Black

Eye Color: Black

Skin Color: Pale, an unhealthy porcelain color

Handedness: Right-handed

Sexual Orientation: No Label, Single Target Sexuality towards Lexi

Marital Status: Single

Element: Darkness

Alignment: Neutral/Lawful Evil

Occupation: King Emperor of the Bates-Vertire Korsen Empire

Most hated food: Bass fish.

What are Zackary's hobbies?
He rips the hearts out of his enemies and keeps them in a sort of personal collection... Lexi's heart from a prior reincarnation being his most prized possession.

Okay, let me rephrase that, what normal hobbies does he have?
Oh. He tends to play bocce ball, and other various sports in whatever spare time he has. Also does a bit of gymnastics as well.

So he's a villain, right? What's his favorite kind of torture?
Psychological. He finds merely beating someone with a weapon to be too blasé. The stronger the mind, the more pleasure he takes in breaking them to his will.

Family Life/Childhood: Zackary was an oddly obedient child when he was young. While his mother and father treated him as kindly as possible and tried to convince him he had the freedom to do as he wished within reason, the rest of his family was strict, stern, and quick to instill the responsibilities of a noble on him at a young age, including telling him that he had no true freedom as long as he was a noble and future head of the Bates-Vertire household.

He obeyed his other relatives with no questions asked and spent more time under their tutelage and training rather than in the arms of his worried parents. He also spent a lot of time listening to the Vertires' heated arguments with some of the Bates' household after their merger, soon siding with the Vertire side of the family after a particularly dirty argument that led to a brawl in the manor. In the meanwhile, when he did see his parents, he envied his mother and father for having a certain spark of freedom in their eyes.

During the ages of eight or nine, he began to court countless Mythite ladies in Cosmia in search of a bride in the form of arraigned play-dates with the young prospective wives. None really stuck out to him, as they were as quiet and genteel as he was back then. As his youth passed on into adolescence, he began to be seen as quite the ladies' man among the noble houses in Cosmia. He was famed for his intellect and dry wit, and all the ladies of the nobility vied for his affections. It was also around this time that the future Grand Duchess of Zeltainnia was born in Cosmia. Despite all of the attention, Zackary took no interest in seeking out a bride as he got older, delving into the world of politics and scandal tracking. He became a well-known diplomat by the age of twenty-six, and was also known as one of Cosmia's most eligible bachelors at the time.

Later Life: Around the age of twenty-seven, Zackary met the sixteen year old future duchess at a Zeltainnian birthday ball held in her honor. Lexi was a spitfire of a child, and he had fallen in love with her at first sight. He was partially enamored with her rebellious charm as they shared a dance together. The other part of him hoped, like everyone else, that it was just a passing phase and in time her true beauty would be unveiled. As the duchess grew up into a fiery young woman, he was obligated by the Bates and the Vertires to try and settle down with the woman.

Obligated visits to court Lexi soon grew into visits planned of his own accord. Thoughts of the duchess to be started to flood his mind: her laugh, the fire in her eyes, her strong and vibrant spirit, her rebellious nature hidden under blossoming leadership skills... He was enticed by her vivacious, opinionated, and larger-than-life personality, and even encouraged her audacious behavior from time to time. To him, she was everything no other royal was at the time. She was unafraid to seek out what she wanted for herself, no matter if it was unpopular or not. Zackary adored her for that... And envied her. Like his parents, Lexi also held that certain spark in her eyes. The spark of knowing and experiencing true freedom. He enjoyed her colorful company enough to fall deeply in love with her, and in turn she too was also intrigued by the man.

However, behind closed doors, he despaired at the thought of his bride to be willingly allowing him to feed on her. He never wanted to mar her with such an act. So when Sephine approached him with her research and a promise for him to be the very first to try the perfected sample, he immediately accepted.

During the beginnings of the Korsen Rebellion, Zackary was ill in bed for days after just recently returning from a trip to the Rhodes Manor. As he tossed and turned with high running fevers in his bed, the original love and devotion for the Grand Duchess grew into a sickening obsession with her. He wanted nothing more than to taste her flesh as they consummated their marriage and watch her bear his children. As the illness of the body subsided, the obsession remained and intensified. Soon, he had felt more alive than he could possibly have felt before taking the serum. During this, he had distanced himself from his non-serumist mother and father, who worried about their wayward son.

Modus Operandi: All it boils down to is him wanting to enslave Lexi of the Phoenix Brigade, make her his bride, and with the power of the her phoenix abilities and the duet deity Alexander/Meliere, shape the worlds and all of reality into his own utopia. His utopia involves his own version of freedom, which is complete and utter chaos.

Wait, Lexi? Why does he want Lexi so damn much in the first place?
To Zackary, Lexi represents freedom. A freedom he never really had when growing up. As a noble, he had no free will of his own, and saw all others like him as dull, boring, droll, with no will to take up their own desires. Upon meeting Lexi for the first time, he fell in love with everything she was that he wasn't: vivacious, headstrong, carefree, and always willing to forsake her noble teachings to do as she pleased. Lexi was nothing like the royals he was used to. (With her sister, he saw Rekushi as another dull and worthless noble.)

He fell in love with her immediately, but he didn't really know how Lexi felt in return and assumed she tolerated him just like she did all other nobles aside from her family. (A rumor went around that the younger future duchess of Zeltainnia would reject every suitor and soon every noble because to her, they were all the same. It was half-true: Lexi saw other suitors as stuffy and pretentious who hated her lively nature and preferred her more demure sister Rekushi over her anyway; to Lexi back then, Zackary was different. His willingness to go along with, enjoy, and even encourage Lexi's vivacity earned him a spot in her heart at first.) That assumption sparked a small flame of jealousy: for the future suitors who would earn her attention, and soon Lexi herself for the willpower to do all of the things that he couldn't, regardless of status.

After the Korsen Rebellion happened, Zackary wanted nothing more than her power as a phoenix, and her freedom taken away by his hand. His feelings seem conflicted: he hates the goodness and kindness in Lexi's heart, but wants everything else about her. He sees those two emotions as a hindrance to her true power and to true freedom in general. Aside from her power, he wants only three things: her undying devotion and love to be only for him, her spirit torn asunder and only ignited by his command, and her freedom in his possession. Yet he readily admits that he loves her above all else; her presence brings a smile to his face, and thus the only times he will experience happiness, joy, and affection, no matter how warped and sickening it possibly is.

He sees the rest of the Brigade as nothing but a byproduct of Lexi's will and freedom, mere toys to be played with under his newfound willpower as he chooses. His only regret was taking Lexi after her first reincarnation and "ravishing her" as he says. (Author's Note: i.e. Raping her. Simple as that.) Only then did he see the spark in her eyes, the spark that he considered to be freedom incarnate. He wants what she has: the freedom to do what he wants with no remorse or regrets whatsoever in the long run.

Lexi's version of freedom, and Zackary's version of freedom are clearly not the same. Lexi's view of freedom is the power to do as you will, but with basic respect given to others, including kindness. There's a limit to what she can do before it starts to hurt others and she recognizes that. Zackary's version is the power to do whatever you please without regards to other people, whether they like it or not and no matter how harmful it is. In his eyes, there should be no limit in his eyes to what his utopia and anyone in it can do.

Also, Lexi believes that freedom belongs to everyone, as long as they can also accept the responsibility and consequences that come along with it. Zackary believed in a hypocritical view: everyone has the freedom to cause as much chaos as they like, but the one freedom he will never give them is the freedom to turn on him and disrespect his rule and orders. His "freedom" trumps all others in his utopia, as he can change reality as he sees fit. Thus, he can easily take away the portions of a person's "freedom" that hinders him.

Okay, so we kinda know why Lexi's wanted now... But why set his sights on the twin deity Meliere/Alexander?
Meliere's more of a necessary cog in his system of power and death. Lexi's power is enough to deal with a goddess of her caliber. Meliere's power is enough to kill Lexi ten times infinite over and still keep her alive. Both together? Combined would give Zackary full reason to press his conquest of the multiverse and beyond with little to no interference or resistance. Who would dare challenges a man with the stolen gifts of the gods driven up in potency by a true phoenix's power?

Only the higher gods of the MFA and in other realms would stand a chance, but those in the MFA are few in number, not including the ones hidden away somewhere in the multiverses' deepest depths. Even then, what Zackary may be counting on is the beacon of Meliere's gift combined with Lexi's power alarming them enough to come out of hiding and using their exposed state to bring out an ultimate weapon to siphon their energy; with the siphoned divine energy from the MFA's highest and strongest deities, that would become a bigger beacon for even more powerful gods outside the MFA and across the galaxies and multiverses to come out of the woodworks, thus having their energy drained in turn.

What this weapon could possibly be is currently unknown, but the consequences of the powers and energies of multitudes of deities falling into Zackary's hands would indeed doom us all.

Aside from holding a massive multiversal army of Korsen soldiers and elites, Lord Zackary is no slouch when it comes to the battle field. His swordsmanship skills are bar none, and he also holds deep and intimidating control over shades, shadows and illusions, even going so far as to manipulate the minds of others from a distance. A devious mastermind with a fortified and enchanted fortress, he takes pure pleasure in fucking with the most trained of minds by luring even skeptical victims into traps. He always seems to be one step ahead of the Brigade at all times, thus Lexi and the others must take to predicting Zackary's actions... with limited to mixed success as the Korsen Lord is more unpredictable than the Leader of the Brigade is.

Owns a gunsword: what would seem like your typical rapier/longsword mix is actually more than meets the eye. The sword also holds a hidden .48 caliber gun as its hilt and equipped with magical shade bullets. Combined with Zackary's quick timing to even slice Lexi's bullets in two, it's a very deadly weapon in the wrong hands. If the sword side won't work... The gun will do just fine in Zackary's eyes. He also owns two side rapiers enchanted with death energy as a precautionary tactic against Lek's wild charges and Creatia's more versatile yet violent tactics if she dares to try him up close.

Weaknesses: Ironically and unsurprisingly, Lexi in general. Being defeated by her, making deals with her, etc. Even seeing her will drive the man insane. He will always seem to hear Lexi out at first before doing anything rash, much to Lexi's confusion.

From the words of an Agent: To kill the leader of the Korsen, you can't just outright kill Zackary. You have to kill him on Korsen soil and atop of his throne for him to be killed for good. The throne holds the remnants of Zackary's life energy, thus every time he sits upon it, his life energy is completed. When he's killed somewhere else, his remaining life energy sets to work on reviving him. That's how you kill him, is when his life energy is whole again... Or so the Brigade thought.

Where Lexi finally did so, Zackary revealed a flaw in her plan. She never thought to look back on her Cosmian history and see the tinges of Korsen blood that also graced a few noble family bloodlines. The Korsen and Cosmia had very decent relations before Cosmia's downfall, with some Korsen families marrying nobles of the more prestigious Cosmian families in order to maintain peace.

(Side note: If not for Lexi's sacrifice to become a phoenix, she would have married Zackary. The Rhodes family back then was a newly formed noble banner under Sebastian's father and grandfather, and before Lexi's and Rekushi's birth, was also considering taking on the tradition of marrying Korsen blood for Cosmia's peace. They chose the third generation to start the tradition, which was Lexi's and Rekushi's generation.

Because of her and Rekushi being burned in Lexi's pyre before either of them married, the Rhodes family avoided the budding (and soon long dead) tradition of marrying a Korsen before the abolishment, reestablishment, and second abolishment of the monarchy.)

With that knowledge, Zackary revealed that a Cosmian was also working under Zackary's care. To be more precise, another Phoenix Cosmian older than Lexi: Brenir Bates-Vertire. Brenir's mother was a Dragon Cosmian, who gave birth to him, his father being part of the Vertire household before the merge. Zackary's newfound immortality is tied to Brenir, thus reverting the circumstances of killing him. Lexi would fight Zackary with things that could kill a phoenix, if not for the fact that Zackary would also do the same for Lexi in hopes of taking her with him to death. Lexi and Creatia refuse to have the phoenix leader die with the Korsen Lord in some sort of sickening "fated embrace." Besides, Lexi is supposed to outlive the Korsen Lord, according to the MFA's Council, even if it's by a few minutes. Trying to kill him before the time is right will be the ultimate disruption of fate and plays right into Zackary's hands in the long run. Thus the eternal impasse. (And of course, why Zackary is still fucking alive to this day.)

Now to kill him, you must kill him on Korsen Soil, on top of his true throne, with a weapon that can kill a phoenix. Despite his newfound ability thanks to Brenir, the old rules still apply... Thus making it more difficult to kill him, as he thought ahead and made replicas of the true throne, just in case. Thus the real one is masked behind all of the fake thrones. Even the energy signature is the same via illusionary magic.