[Kade]

I may be my father's son... but I am nothing like him.



Name
Luciféo Damon Black

Age
Luciféo's age is not timed nor counted like that of the mortals, and due to his ability to shapeshift, his age cannot be identified by looks. Instead, he classifies his 'progress' in stages. Ie: Infant, Child, Adolescent, Adult. He is currently an Adolescent.

Species
His father is Lucifer, the Morningstar, the most radiant of all angels, as well as the darkest of all demons, and therefore cannot be classified by any one species alone.

Occupation
Luciféo makes his living by slaying demons, while he himself is somewhat of a demonic rogue. He also stands as the Vanguard to the Gates of Hell, preventing demons from escaping into the World of Light to torment mortals and immortals alike.

Sexual Orientation
Luciféo is without a doubt, straight. He views homosexuality as a sin, and therefore does not indulge in such temptations. However, he does not discriminate those who have such preferences.

Marital Status
Though he had found himself in love at a time, he was forced to abandon that love because of his bloodline. He is currently single.

Appearance
Due to his ability to shapeshift, his appearance is never definite. However, he is rather fond of the appearance of a young man, standing at exactly six feet with hair like shimmering obsidion and skin as pale as ivory to match. His hair, usually kept at a short to medium length, tends to shroud his piercing blue irises, which too, are indefinite. He is most commonly found clothed in various black apparel, usually sporting a cloak of midnight to conceal his figure and whatever items he may have in his posession.

Personality
Luciféo is a very solitary man, and finds trouble in expressing his emotions openly. He despises his existence, or rather, the reason why his father created him, and therefore does everything in his power to rebel by striving to become a holy being. He does not lie, and is often seen as a rather blunt person by doing so. His statuesque appearance tends to put him off as cold hearted, but contrary to popular belief, he is in fact kind hearted. After spending eons without decent company, he found his ability to express himself slowly seeping away to the point where he himself often does not know what he feels. However, when enraged, dark power wells forth, and in Purgatory, in can cause little harm. But in the mortal realm, it causes fatal mishaps, one such mishap causing him never to trust his feelings again.-in construction-

Biography
As God made man in his own image, so was Luciféo made in Lucifer's. However, all did not turn out as planned. After being 'born,' Luciféo immediately dreaded the thought of being born of the darkness, and thus strove intently towards the light. But being the son of Lucifer, he is caught in a perpetual state of misery, never being able to walk the realm of light with his own power. But his story begins long before that.
In the beginning of time, Lucifer, wanting with every fiber of his being, to be like God, though being the brightest of all angels, was cast out of Heaven. And when God created man, he too, wanted to create life. And so, Luciféo was born. However, Luciféo's existence was not a pleasant one. His father had created him under the impression that Luciféo would become his heir, and like him, delight in the sinful temptations he would cast upon humankind. But by some miscalculation or perhaps a token of fate, Luciféo despised his reason for existing, and chose to rebel against his father the only way he could, by striving for the light. He was born in Hell, but soon after awaking, escaped into Purgatory, where he currently holds stead. There, he fancies himself a gatekeeper, preventing demons from escaping the realms of the underworld in order to protect the mortal world from certain demise.
On several occasions, Luciféo found himself wandering into the mortal realm. During such times, he would often wander the streets, observing the many mortals scurrying to and fro, no doubt busied by their never ending schedules. It was on one such day that he met her, a blind maiden by the name of Eiylen. She wore painted flowers in her hair, the ornaments encircling the ribbon that tied her ebony waves into a loose braid. She was like a doll, perfect, untouched, beautiful. Luciféo was captivated the moment he set eyes on her. He had dedicated his life to abandoning such feelings and yet, he felt a twinge of jealousy when her hand met the arm of a man clad in white, platinum blonde hair glistening in the light. They looked so happy then, a happiness that he had never known. A rage built within him, a rage that tainted their happy scene when an arbitrary drunk made his entrance. So fast.. it all happened so fast... Blood, a single gunshot; it wasn't until she lay crippled in the blonde man's arms, his white suit stained in a redness that he knew all to well wasn't his own. A shriek of agony ripped through the air as the authorities arrived, their forces pouncing upon the drunken man like wolves on their prey. Luciféo could only stand in horror as her body was carted away into an ambulance. Guilt raked at him, his heart tore in two as realization flooded his mind. His rage had plagued the mortal realm, and in turn, plagued him. -Under Construction-

Starter
Luciféo rose from his position of rest, having previously been sitting on the void ground of Purgatory, before the Gates of Hell. From behind whisps of obsidion hair, his azure irises gazed off into the middle-distance. Here, at the fringey edge where elements meet and realms mingle, where time and eternity spatter each other with visions of a morrow that would never come. His frigid gaze then shifted towards an approaching presence, and stood. With a statuesque appearance, and a collected procession, he began to advance. His black cloak trailed in his wake as he walked, his footsteps as silent as death itself. "What is your business here?” Though his lips moved, his voice seemed to be without substance, and yet his words were more definite and substantial than it would be if she had actually heard him. His tone was quiet, but at the same time, thunderous and impressive, a contradiction, just like his very existence.

[Guardians]

I look forward to meeting your character

[blackcat]

Welcome to Desert Anime. I love the contradictions within your character. Hopefully I will get the chance to RP with you soon. If you have any questions, then feel free to ask any of us.

[Kade]

Question: ._.  ok so I'm new to the site and not too familiar with all its functions. After I post a topic, can I edit it?

[Johann]

You can for a certain amount of time after you post  but once that window is gone, it's gone. Not sure how long it is to be honest, but any changes should happen quickly after posting.

[Kade]

Ah, ok. Thanks ^_^

[Johann]

Anytime,

Well not literally anytime, but pretty close.

[Dark Kaira]

I can't wait to meet him. I bet hes a great man

[Kade]

Ahaa, I don't know about that, but he tries to be the best he can ^_^" As long as he doesn't give in to his father's desires he should be good.