:Name: Keveth De Vries
:Birth date: First sighted in the late 14th century.
Age: He looks to be around his early twenties.
Gender: Young Man
Height: Around 6'2"
Weight: 130 Pounds.
Hair Colour/Style: His hair is a dark shade of crimson, the bangs around his eyes are larger than the rest, the other parts of his hair as thicker than the rest.
Eye Colour: His eyes are a dark blue with a bit of light blue near the center of the iris.
Distinguishing Marks: He has no real distinguishing marks except for a light scratch, three thick claw lines over the side of his wrist.
Race/Ethnicity: Hybrid. Half-breed.
Place Of Birth: Hell
Skin Complexion: He has porcelain skin.
Body Type: Athletic
Body: When they talk about the physical body type of , he is not slim nor is he fat, he is actually well shaped, his body has been chiseled and toned to perfection, because that was what it need to be for his survival.
Physical Condition: His body is rather softly curves along his hips, muscles lining his flesh because of his rather athletic body. He is rather strong considering what he is, and his body is also rather agile, more agile than most would expect of his bulky figure.
Physical abilities/limitations: He has no real limitations, though there is one ability worth noting, the ability in question is to grow wings from his back, breaking muscles and skin to help the wings grow.
Physical Illnesses or Afflictions: No illnesses though there is an affliction to fire that will dissolve his wings.
Physical Imperfections/Would Like Most to Change: He would like to be human, though the way his body is, that shall never happen.
Sounds Like: He sounds rather rough, his voice kind to some but others think it is rather slimy or rude. He is a kind hearted person though, and his words seem delicate, each word phrased with a person, obviously an educated voice.
Noted Accomplishments: Becoming a prince of course.
Personality: He has a split personality disorder. His mind harboring two separate sub consciousness’s inside of him each personality are completely different and they do not know of each other, each personality finding blank spots in their memory when the other took over. These personalities are not only a danger to others, but at times to him.
Hobbies: Sex, lust, and a bit of reading on the side.
Known Allies: He has none.
Known Foes: Everyone
Basic alignment: Chaotic Neutral- Chaotic neutral characters believe that there is no order to anything, including their own actions. With this as a guiding principle, they tend to follow whatever whim strikes them at the moment. Good and evil are irrelevant when making a decision. Chaotic neutral characters are extremely difficult to deal with. Such characters have been known to cheerfully and for no apparent purpose gamble away everything they have on the roll of a single die. They are almost totally unreliable. In fact, the only reliable thing about them is that they cannot be relied upon!
Outer Goals: To kill and massacre living things or to save them, he is undecided on which.
Inner Goals: One of his strongest goals is that he wants to destroy the world throw it into chaos and destruction.
Super objective: Oh if he cannot destroy the world, nothing like dreaming of some world domination.
Defining characteristic: The most defining characteristic he has is his thirst for blood and lust, Mostly blood but lust is always fun for the occasional time.
Hopes/desires: A desire, well his lover is his deepest desire, she is something that he has come to crave more than anything.
Fears/phobias: He has no fears, if he did he would not tell anyone, well maybe one person. Everyone needs a challenge.
Dirty Secrets: Oh he has a few, though if you hear them, trust me you would be very scared.
Introvert or extrovert: He is very introvert, though sometimes the company of his lover is enough.
More thinking or feeling: He is a thinking kind of person, strategic and planning always working on the next move. Always ahead of his enemy.
Tends to be self-centered? Selfish? Selfless? Selfish indeed, there is only one person he cares for, other than himself. And he would like to be on top.
Admirable Traits: He is smart, intelligent, dashing, charming, kind, gentle, and elegant.
Negative Traits: He is sometimes a little bit rough, and aggressive. He is slightly sexual and seductive at times. He is very sexual and manipulative.
Philosophy Of Life: "Why love? When I can hate."
Mental Disturbances: A sick and twisted since of justice and a very provocative imagination.
Weaponry: He carries a few weapons which are;
Clawed Gauntlet: Claw gauntlets afford good protection for the hands and greatly enhance the wearer's deadliness in hand-to-hand combat. Because of this he had, his weapon specially crafted so that the claws recede into the gauntlet with certain wrist movements. This way the gauntlet is specialized for him, and impossible for others to use. Each blades length is approximately 7 inches.
Sickle: The inside of the curve is sharp, so that the user can draw or swing the blade against the base of the object, catching it in the curve and then able to easily cut anything.
Armor: He wears no real armor, finding that it is unessential and useless.
Inventory: He has to need for additional items since they have this habit of disappearing or breaking. He believes he might have a pixie cursing him.
Accessories: Same as the inventory, he wears nothing that is unneeded.
Elemental Strengths: Unknown
Elemental Weaknesses: Unknown
Skills/Abilities: He has a variety of abilities that could get him in trouble, So of course he uses them as often and frequently as he can. Some of them are listed here.
Spells: He Has None.
Born into the underworld during the dawn of mankind, sometime in the year 5000 B.C, he is the son of Lucifer and Isabelle De Vries, Lucifer the fallen angel and Isabelle the Demon, he is a hybrid a half breed of sorts he is part Demon and part Angel. He is the embodiment of Yin and Yang, his body and soul always in an eternal struggle, his nature is unknown his calling is nothing, all he knows is to fight and to kill, and then he tries to be nice and show compassion.
He was once okay with this, he didn’t mind being called monster or being ridiculed, he was the prince of hell and those that ridiculed him were sent away to their death. His body aged very slowly at first. The first 100 years passing in hell loyal subject to his father, and a servant of hell. His body only had aged to the human age of 14, he looked young and yet those 100 years he had been forced and willing to do things no human would ever think imaginable, and no human would dare do for fear of their soul. He had no soul back then, or if he did his demonic side was in charge he never questioned what he had to do and never hesitated to kill another.
Another thousand years passed his body aging even slower and now looked around the human age of 17. He was still loyal and unwavering in his pursuits always following and obeying, this was during the time, he actually stopped believing he was just his father’s pawn, and that maybe he was more than his father wanted him to believe. He was sent to the earth, to raise havoc and cause chaos, and to destroy as many living things as he could. He started wild fires, burning forests down and bringing drought to farmlands and rivers. The Aztecs, they were the first target, had he known there were so many he might have reconsidered. They called him the devil as he fled, not able to kill any more of their race, but there time was coming soon. He watched neighbors and brothers help each other, there was no war unless he caused it, he watched families grieve for the ones he had killed and for once, his heart turned toward guilt. He built the survivors a city of gold a city that would lead to their downfall; even in kindness he had led them to destruction.
He had shown compassion and guilt, he had shown weakness and yet he felt stronger than ever as he returned to his home, returned to hell. His father saying nothing and his mother even less as a couple thousands of years went by, whether it was the constant killings, or the amounts of bloodshed, he started to hate the blood, he stopped the killing for the fun and pleasure, because all it caused was grief and sadness for him. His heart and soul warming as he started to care for the delicate life some people had the strings that tied them to the mortal world, the hunger that they had to survive. He grew more interested in humanity then in destruction, a trait his father found upsetting, banishing him from setting foot on earth, he spent the next thousand years in hell where he would receive the last straw, the thing that snapped him from his bonds.
His mother was a demon she had no heart or soul, she thought of nothing but bloodshed and destruction. Yet he still cared for her, she was the woman that had given him life. As his father went to the mortal world, to cause havoc the world had never seen before. He was called to her chamber on the last night of his banishment. His mother started to abuse him, hitting him and calling him trash making his heart long for kindness, and then become disgusted with himself, his mind about to unleash in anger, before she stopped for a while, proceeding then to rape and molest him, an endless night of pleasure for her, and pain for him before the beatings began again, his mind snapped, any ties or connection to the underworld being hazed by his anger. He took control, hitting his mother now with a power that rivaled his father, he then raped her, repeatedly showing her the same gruesome terror she had shown him till she was full of his tainted seed, he then killed her without remorse, and when his mind cleared, he felt free, he fled from hell going into the mortal world before his father returned and then staying put, from the fear that haunted him of when his father found what he had done, and the sickening feeling of what he had done washed over him.
He resides now in the world of man, trying to make up for his deeds without any accord, and sometimes finding that he caused more havoc than good, but he survives, and continues to try.