Sadriel

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• NAMES the black sheep not what a demon should be, a disgrace, a waste of space, broken, wrong, disposable the dreamcatcher eat the pain of memories and illusions, sate yourself on the horror and take it all away. you were supposed to cause the pain you've suffered through, you were supposed to be a nightmare, but you hadn't the heart the haloed sin how lovely, how horrible, how beautiful, jaded, hopeful, hopeless you are, you sing praise upon earth, you are a sunbeam over the heads of the lost the shield stretched taut over the world, you give and give but oh can you take. you can take it all and still rise from the dust and it is something fierce to watch. the only blood on your hands is your own the survivor perhaps fate has laid a kiss upon your head. whether the lips are God's or Satan's you don't know, but you made it through, you crawled out, you're alive, yet not at all and you don't know if you should count your blessings

  Sadriel Hell did a horrid job on you didn't it. You were bred wrong, born wrong, raised and baptized into this world all wrong, yet hell is your home not because your core is a sin that festers in its pits, but because fire is all you've ever known and pain is your cruel mother. O, but how pliant you are to those human and fragile, how loving you are of all that is good and just even if you've lived with anything but. All that pain and misery and loneliness and it just made you kind. NAME sadriel ALIAS none NICK riel AGE 25160 SPECIES demon SUB SPECIES imp RESIDENCE new orleans OCCUPATION martyr PERSONALITY _____________ neutral good to the very core, sadriel has a devil-really-cares attitude. after 150 years spent in hell he's wholly appreciative of earth with all its beauty. is impressed by the simpler things - has seen everything big, bad and ugly, power means nothing to him. he loves how all humans have a purpose in life and has resigned himself that his is to be a cautionary tale - wise in a 'been there, done that, don't do it' way. does everything with a passion - love and hate both. treasures people. intelligent and cunning - educated on the supernatural even if he learned it from the souls trapped in hell. that place has left a permanent scar on his mind - if reminded of it brutal memory episodes ensue. calls everyone 'darlin'', flirts without meaning to; he's just suave and indulges everyone in his company. capable of cruelty above all else. he is a demon and has the capacity to act like one. a bit whimsical in his speech. has the demonic equivalent of ptsd. ﴾ FACE square HEIGHT 6'1 WEIGHT 210 lbs HAIR brown EYES very dark BLOOD AB- STATUS single POSTURE slouch DEMON EYES white HANDEDNESS ambi ORIENTATION pan SKIN tans easily FACIAL HAIR stubble RACE portuguese SCENT dirt and ash GROOMING poor BODY born to be a mesomorph, hell fucked it up SCARS lots, some of them are designed to open again. may bleed from back or wrists. HANDWRITING can't write COMPLEXION drawn, glows when fed ﴿ HISTORY ________ sadriel started out as the runt brother of a powerful being; lesser in status and power than him and choked with envy because of it. he wanted a name and a crown of his own, but simple wishful thinking never did him any good. he was created an incubus and was expected to never amount to anything more. pity, he could've kept that title and remained high in that hierarchy, but he was a foolish thing. he acted out against his brother and got his throne but with a twist... a timeout chair in hell that his much more powerful sibling sent him to for treason. 150 years spent in that place, in the tightest circle, at the mercy of demons, have broken him accordingly
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