Blueray-Miyarthi

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  • Name: Blueray-Miyarthi
  • Gender: Female
  • Played by: Blueray
  • Race: Demon
  • Class: Efreet
  • Alignment: Chaotic Lawful
  • Deity: Morning Star
  • Age: Ageless
  • Complexion: Blue scales
  • Hair: Blue
  • Eyes: Blue
  • Handedness: Right
  • Scars: Faint hand print around her neck
  • Relationship Status: Single
  • Likes: Sweets, Greed, Chaos
  • Dislikes: Everything else

• Description

  Miyarthi... Placed in a lesser House under Lucifer's own great one, she was a gifted crafter blessed with fire, earth and illusions. Her house were the ones who created the sun that warmed the Earth, shaped the very ground mankind walked on, the rivers, the trees, the plants and nature itself. They knew the inner workings of what made everything tick, how it should slot together. Their work was crafting and her hand is seen in the shuddering earth plates, the volcanoes that spewed the hot lava when they erupted and the growth of all plants.
  
  At the beginning her contact with humans didn't exist, but she watched from afar watching man enjoy the creations of her House. Eventually she got tired of observing and went to Earth herself, hiding among the humans to see what they thought of it. Saddened by the lack of their understanding of the beauty of what they wrought, she returned to heaven only to be at a loss to what the strange emotion she had felt was. In the wake of this memory she often returned to the surface of Laurel, feeling upset that her work wasn't comprehended at all. Desperate to teach them but forbidden to do so, however her influence along with others was felt but they themselves were never seen. Every time she went home her emotions were stripped from her, leaving her desolate and empty. Always yearning to return to get back what was constantly and cruelly taken from her.
  
  It was one such journey she came in contact with Morning Star, he too walked among the humans. He taught her what each emotion was and how she could pull it from those around her in order to feel them more potently. Enamoured with these feelings and how draining too much changed the humans around her, she would slowly drive herself insane the cracks unseen even in her own psyche. Seeing this as opportunity Lucifer weaved his words to her, spilling his ideals of equality, their want to keep these emotions and to help mankind with their guidance. Miyarthi swayed by this agreed to help to stand by his side, she would fight if she had to though she didn't have a clue how to. The wheels were turning.
  
  One day before she went to the surface driven by a craving she had no understanding of she was cornered by another of her House, they were one of those who stayed in an emotionless state and wanted to present her to their House leader. An altercation broke out between them she ended up killing them, Lucifer covered up the murder but in her mind the angel had been helpless, tied. She found enjoyment and guilt the weight of it causing her to hide herself away, in this time of her own turmoil she was visited by Morning Star. He offered her a sword and a place on his Elite Guard, he offered to train her in the skills she needed for his war. A war to make right what they saw was wrong with the world.
  
  Drawn to the ideals she took the blade to spend her time training with others he had hand picked, they became unknown to their fellow kin just faceless angels. Forgotten to all but the one they chose to follow to stand up against God, they became formidable in their own right gaining pride for their prowess. When the time came they were there hidden among the ranks of their brethren who stood with their leader, Miyarthi among them eager to realise their goals and dreams once and for all. The battle was fierce raging for years upon years, though in Heaven it was just days. She cut a swath through the opposing side actually feeling glee, glee at the fact once this was over the killing would mean something; stand for something. Cutting their wings from them before slaughtering them, when her sword was lost to her she used her bare hands. Right until Morning Star called for a surrender.
  
  Seeing their leader drop to his knees to beg for forgiveness for his brothers and sisters, sent a chill down her own spine though she was loath to stop. One by one they were taken by their Father, stripped of their wings, then tossed in to a darkness each by their own. Pandemonium. In this cell Miyarthi's mind finally cracked all the way, her insanity causing her to throw herself at the walls or bring harm to her own body. In moments of lucidity which were far and far between, she would practice her elements along with her illusions. The years dragged on lost in darkness both in her prison and in her cell, developing a severe case of claustrophobia. Drowning in bitterness, hate and rage at the treatment they had received from their Father.
  
  Finally a gate way was opened the Fallen now unknowingly called Demons flooded through it, Lucifer stayed behind asking Miyarthi to hold it open for others once they had all passed through. Placing a hand on her in what she thought an expression of comfort, he planted in her a fail safe that if they retook Heaven she perishes. So great is her new desire to watch the world burn. Her world was leaving her with a task, while her kin fought battle after battle on the surface she held the gate. Until eventually she couldn't hold it any longer she crawled to the surface, remembering little of her past or even her own direction. A piece of Pandemonium clutched in her hand that she would eventually embed in the weapon she carries, her flames dying around her as hot as her own short temper.
  
  Her desire for Chaos paramount and hate burning in her heart, her fate sealed when their goals are reached.

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