DEMON - amon

[Amon]

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[attr="class","app-title"]AMON - Deceased.

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[attr="class","sub-text2"]Physical Description

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Full appearance.

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Amon stands 6'8" tall and is 250 lbs of pure muscle, with his body having been honed by five millennia of his training. Though his appearance can be rather intimidating, only accentuated by the sharp and masculine features of his face alongside his white, messy hair almost shaping like a spiral, his face more often than not is of serenity, bearing no anger or hostility. This is also helped by the man living by keeping his eyes closed, though if he were to open them you'd find nothing there as the demon removed his lilac eyes many millennia ago.
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The demon chooses to wear a unique dark blue robe on him, often not bothering to hold his torso in it, which forces him to wear two belts to keep his clothes on him. And while he does own some rather nice looking black boots, he chooses to not wear them often and instead goes barefoot.
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Besides his unique way of dressing, three notable things the demon has on him are the black shackles around both of his wrists, the symbol of the lion on his right palm, and the dark purple tattoo starting from his right forearm which then goes on till it reaches his right chest. The tattoo itself is in not special and nothing but a regular tattoo.
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The form which Amon takes through Demonification causes the man's hair to grow in length, becoming wilder and flowing, a long, red horn grow out of his forehead right above his right eye, and his limbs grow dark red scales which cover his arms up to the elbows and legs up to his knees, with the fingers and toes growing nails more fitting to a beast.
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And though not something you'd know thanks to the man not having eyes anymore, but his Demonification made his lilac eyes to turn into a beautiful and overwhelming shade of crimson.

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[attr="class","app-bottom"]BISEXUAL

[attr="class","app-bottom"]DEMON

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[attr="class","sub-text2"]Personality

[attr="class","temp-text2"]+ Calm
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+ Open-minded
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+ Perceptive
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+ Patient
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+ Protective
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- Critical
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- Uninvolved
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- Self-deprecating
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- Vindictive
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- Wrathful
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Likes: calm, meditation, quiet, cool weather, nature, animals, self-awareness, flaws, discussion, knowledge, music, painting, reading, expressing one's self, strong alcohol, rice
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Dislikes: wrath, ruckus, extreme weather, condescension, killing, willful ignorance, silencing opinions, lies, tight clothing, himself, hot drinks & food, weak alcohol, facial hair
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Goals: 1. Keep his wrath in control.
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2. Remain neutral on the happenings of Pavane.
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3. Offer tools for those seeking help.
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4. Live.
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Amon's Wrath: Though the wrath that consumed Amon's self when he became a demon originated from a deep anger towards everything that threatened the humans he loved so deeply, a desire to bring judgment to them, it isn't the only thing that could trigger him. Of course, the greatest source of wrath for him would be for something he cherishes to be harmed, which could cause the man to lose himself to anger once more, but on the long run, anything could cause his rage to overwhelm him. It just wouldn't happen quickly, but instead, chip away at his mind and tip the balanced scales of his sanity. Bigger things, like seeing injustice, from assault to discrimination, will, of course, affect his state more than someone just being rude to the man. Thankfully his over five millennia over practices can balance this out as long as everything affecting his mind isn't on a big scale.

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[attr="class","sub-text2"]History and Relations

[attr="class","temp-text2"]He was one of the first Angels created by the Goddess Aheira, his name one hard to pronounce but also divine, standing for 'guardian'. He was a Protector, one of the strongest, and his duty simply being to guard the weaker race created by the Goddess of Misfortune. And though at the start that was the case, with years as he protected the humans he grew to love them. The weaker race was so flawed and fragile, yet they shone more brilliantly than any other race in his eyes thanks to their flaws. He wanted to protect this brilliance with his everything, and so the Protector guarded humanity with more passion than any other, even going as far as to interact with them, wanting to witness their beauty up close.
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This love of his, however, didn't make it possible for him to protect humanity from themselves. That, which was something the angel admired, drove them to more and more desperate actions, causing the birth of both ghouls and halflings. The Protector was desperately doing his best to guard humanity, but far too many things were going against the race he loved. Seeing so many die broke him, with those he failed to save weighing on his mind, driving the angel to a deep sorrow, and a vast, overwhelming feeling began to fester in his heart.
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At the point when all of humanity was almost extinct, the Protector was heartbroken and desperate for the power to protect what was left of what he loved and destroy what threatened them. This desperation drove him to the mad decision of going to the Witches and begging for their help to gain more power, strength to protect, with other angels having followed him. The witches happily obliged him and the others, and so the Protector became a demon and his self was consumed by the anger and grief festering inside him, the symbol of lion becoming a part of him on the palm of his right hand. The 'guardian' was gone and there simply stood a demon without a name. The thing left the witches behind, intent on hunting down the target of his ire.
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Consumed by wrath, something born out of his intense desire to protect the humans he loved and bring judgment to those that threatened them, the demon traveled and killed anything it deemed the enemy of humanity. This quickly turned into a massacre, however, even those not threatening humans being in danger in the demon's presence.
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Only four centuries later, right after the goddess had in their anger sealed their creations into Pavane did the demon finally snap out of his blind fury. Once again aware of his surroundings, the man shook, staring at his hands. He remembered everything he had done ever since he became a demon, the memory of just how much death he had caused so vibrant, feeling of blood on his hands, the cries of innocent begging for mercy, the cracking of bone, and the dead silence followed afterward. He felt disgusted with himself, cursing the weakness within him that drove him to be overwhelmed by his wrath and hating the ugliness of his character. The demon shed bitter tears for his actions and inability to stop himself.
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Once again composed, but unsure of how long he could truly keep his anger in control the demon chose not to approach others. It was for their safety and his sanity. Instead, he chose the life of a hermit, wanting to learn to control himself as well as repent for his sins. To do so, after finding a good, isolated location in the middle of the forest he abandoned the last shreds of himself before he became a demon and chose to willingly abandon his name, and began calling himself Amon. Next, as a price for his crimes, Amon took his own eyes, willingly blinding himself, and through his powers created shackles on his hands. They not only weighed quite a bit even for a demon like him but sealed a big portion of the demon's powers away, while not affecting his physical prowess sadly. The weakened and blinded Amon then simply sat down and stayed there, motionless.
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The time he spent alone in the forest was good for Amon. Amazing even. While he couldn't have the company of others, which might've weighed down on him the first few decades, but with time he grew used to it and it allowed him to keep himself in control easier, and even when he did lose himself to anger he could freely purge the anger on his environment without the fear of casualties. With time, his meditation began to really help him and he could reflect on himself. He also found a more effective means of letting out his anger than just blindly letting loose in creating a practice, a form for him to strike. He slowly but surely began to develop a martial art. The form was advanced and the training he developed was intense, but he had plenty of time to truly polish it and master what he had created.
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During this training, not only did his remaining senses become stronger but Amon began to see more than he had ever before with his eyes. He may have given his eyes in repentance, but through his training and demonic being, he awakened a new path to sense. The sixth sense, a third eye you could say. He didn't literally see again, but things around him "spoke" to him, as he'd put it. He knew where things were around him and could even tell details about them. He could tell exactly how many leaves were on the ground within his vicinity, how tall a tree was, what the bird on his shoulder felt, or just how much the stone he sat upon weighed. He had given his eyes but had received something far greater.
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Two millennia passed. Amon was no longer a demon consumed by his wrath. He had control of it, and though he still had anger in his heart, he could control it and keep it in check with his practices. He had mastered his body as well as emotions, which allowed the man to reflect more on the world around him. He began to think more about the things around him, and in this pursuit of knowledge and thought, he dared to for the first time approach civilization. He wasn't happy with the way the world had been shaped, but he chose to not get involved and simply looked around to know the things around him. He never spent any time longer than he felt was necessary and always made his leave quickly, after knowing of the recent news.
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Becoming more of the kind of place Pavane was becoming, Amon chose to remain uninvolved. Sure, he had received inner peace, but getting involved too deep into the convoluted matters of Pavane could possibly shake the foundation of his peace and in reality, he just didn't care enough. Instead, the demon began finding people that interested him and started to explore new things for him to learn. Sure, he still kept on meditating and practicing his martial art, but he wanted to find new things to do alongside them to become a more fulfilled person. He found himself willingly interacting mostly with people who wished to discuss more deeper topics as those who dedicated themselves for knowledge, which allowed more introspection for Amon. On the interest side of things he ended up getting into playing a special kind of flute he received as a gift from a man he helped carry baggage for, as well as calligraphy and painting, amusingly enough, through a painter he met, with his work "speaking" to Amon so deeply that it moved him to tears.
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Another millennium passed, and now Amon felt even more at peace. He understood him, was able to vent it out through his martial arts, and he could truly express himself through painting and calligraphy. The Amon, who could somehow contain an incredible rage within him while also remaining serene lived peacefully, being in a state which he couldn't have imagined possible as an angel. He of course still hated himself for what he had done, and will never forgive, but to a certain degree, he learned to live with that as well. This serene demon, a man so in peace he appeared as one with the forest he resided in, surrounded by the animals living in it, was seen by some people. Strangely enough, Amon had never before been found, possibly due to his presence naturally scaring off many before or him just residing so deep in the forest, but now that he was found rumors and stories began to spread of a sage living deep in the forest.
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The tale of this sage began to spread more and more with time, and many things of him were said, oft contradicting, but the list of feats this mysterious figure residing deep in the forest certainly wasn't short, which then brought some more curious or desperate souls to search for this hermit-sage of rumor. Every now and then, these souls would find their way to Amon and ask of him if different talks of his abilities were true. One would ask if he truly had a pot which was always filled with meat stew, only to receive an amused chuckle from Amon and a 'no'. Another would ask if he truly could bring back the dead, someone they loved, to which Amon bluntly replied 'no' and gave his condolences to the while also giving them a few words on the acceptance of death and letting go. He didn't preach, but simply gave the person something to think about. These visitors and their reasons to come varied, and while at first, they were plentiful, with time they became fewer and fewer. The rumor of a sage turned into knowledge of a demon hermit-sage residing within the forest, not capable of miracles but certainly able to give you his thoughts on your questions.
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Over two millennia have passed since that, and Amon still remains as the Hermit-sage of Wrath who lives in the forest, though people have learned a bit more of him, especially on the part of his martial arts, the Fist of Serene Wrath, which with time Amon has taught to a couple of people, and as a guru to demons who wish to remain in control of their sin, with some choosing to join him in solitude and learning some of his ways. The demon Amon lives peaceful days, though his ears perk up each day as the winds from all around Pavane are more restless than ever before and speak to him about the coming of worrisome days.

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[attr="class","app-bottom"]UNDER NIGHT IN-BIRTH, enkidu

[Lunaris]

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[attr="class","temp-title"]Welcome to Pavane!

[attr="class","temp-text"]I can't wait to rp with this beauty! Please post in the face claims and directory if you haven't managed to get to it yet. I'd also recommend making a plotter so people can start salivating over Amon as well~