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User: Ana the Derp
Name: Angel from Hell - Lucian
Story:


Once upon a time, an angel and a devil fell in love.


"Go back, Gabriella. Lucifer will kill you."

Gabriella reached for his hand, and Malphas gave her a glare. He pressed their hands together and pulled her into his chest. It felt like they were doing something forbidden, in wich case they were really doing something wrong. But Malphas' unnerving stare had her captivated. Were demons as beautiful as angels?

He slowly cradled her head in his hands, his lips a centimeter away from hers. "You are such a temptation, Little Angel," he growled, and was about to crash his lips against hers, but stopped on his own accord. "You are an archangel. Go, and save yourself while you still can!"

"No. Come with me, He can grant you leniency. Malphas, please. You've known of love."

Malphas laughed loudly. His beautiful features scowling in disgust at the word she used. "I am a devil. A demon. I do not love. I destroy. And if you don't leave now, I will destroy you for I cannot love an angel."

[Lorne_Purnima]

WIP, it's late rn so I'll work on it later ^-^;

User; Lorne_Purnima
Name; A-2703 - Designated "Enyo"
Story; "I prefer the peaceful darkness that they kept me in, to this, to the battles I never asked for"
Long ago I was normal by all meaning of the word, this much I can remember, I was a normal being living the most boring and mundane life one could. Then they came, monstrous creatures that came by land, sea, and sky and killed and destroyed all that lay before them, those who survived the first wave quickly learned through unfortunate trial and error how to survive. Once people became semi-stable living around the new infestation that had taken hold of our home they began figuring out how to fight back, most weapons seemed to do little to them.[minimum 400 words]
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[lysander]

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lysander  /  mallius  /  male

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personality;
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a fury tempered like steel; cool on the surface yet hot as fire underneath. eyes that burn holes into others, alight with a purpose and driven to accomplish all he sets out to do. he despises others, hates interaction, prefers the unhampered solitude of silence, and has an ego the size of a mountain. he's all quiet confidence — cocky at times, sure, but he's not no need to brag when his prowess speaks for itself. he's gained quite a few enemies this way, with his dismissive, unfriendly attitude. he's scathing at first, stubborn as a rock as time goes on — but like stone, his facade can be eroded away to something smoother, more gentle. mallius is deeply private, speaking few words and maintaining even fewer bonds. it's no doubt that he's a hard one to crack — heck, he hardly ever cracks a smile to begin with — yet his loyalty knows no bounds once you earn it. for those select few, he is a rock, rooted firmly to his beliefs, and he stops at nothing to protect and aid those precious gems he lets into his life.



origins;
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he was borne ash, fire, brimstone — gathered from atop a volcanic peak where magma boils underneath the ground and lava cools on along the ridges of an altar. the temple of agnayi — an ancient fire goddess of a time long gone. this was where he was made, where he was conceived. his first breath of life took place in a place that smelt black with smoke. this was his birthplace.

or, well, not quite. it's where his corporal body was made. his soul — well. that came from somewhere else. somewhere far, far below the earth, past the realm of mortals and through the gates of the underworld. see, mallius was a king. a very powerful one at that — a king of demons is nothing to trifle with. sitting atop his throne, he'd spend the timeless eternities overseeing legions of demons, ghouls, ghosts — all things that caused chaos and havoc on the mortal realm. it was his job, after all; you can't have order without a little chaos to spice things up. between fiddling with the mortal coil and his responsibility, mallius enjoyed honing his skills in the coliseum, practicing his own brand of ancient magic against other immortal foes. he wasn't a rule without reason, after all; he fought, lied, and killed his way to the top of the food chain, stepping on the corpses of countless mortals to become the king of demons. it was an existence hard earned with his own two hands.

everything changed when a little mage in training summoned him to the surface.

her goal: a golem made from the earth blessed by the goddess agnayi. her first real test in magecraft after years of intensive training by the shaman-nuns of her village. her hands were sweating buckets that day as she recanted the spell she'd written from scratch. a tomb of lava, ash, coal: these were her ingredients, her reagents. from this, she'd bring a being to life using her own skills.

somehow, she accidentally summoned the soul of a demon king instead.



story;
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mallius remembered waking up with a start in a body he didn't recognize. he was no longer an immortal entity — he was real. he had flesh, dark like the rust-colored earth around him, and he could feel all the parts of his body working in ways he never felt before. his limbs had a weight to them. something beat in his chest that he didn't recognize.

before him stood a short, little girl holding a handmade spell book. she was deathly pale, yet smiling at him as if she wasn't about to pass out.

his first reaction was anger. he tried to stand up immediately, but — no luck. his legs were as unsteady as a newborn fawn's. embarrassing, no. humiliating. what king could not stand up on his own two feet?

the girl seemed to snap out of it, reaching over to take his hand. he jerked his hand away, glaring back at her.

"you... shouldn't try to walk so soon. sorry, i probably... um, i'm not really good at this whole golem thing... i've tried to make one so many times, and... you're the first one that's actually come to life."

mallius could only stare back at her in disbelief.

"...you... made a golem?"

"yes, i'm a witch in training. making you is part of my final exam!"

"...making me?"

"oh! of course, i almost forgot — i need to name you and everything, but i just don't know... i'm awful with names, but i thought of a list you could choose fr—"

"— my name is mallius and i am no golem."

the witch blinked at him, slow and clueless. golems were not supposed to know their own names. neither of them knew what future was in store.


it's funny how fate works. to think of it now makes mallius chuckle with a kind of nostalgia; both he and faustine were far in over their heads. she — a novice witch with incredible potential. clumsy but kind, with a determination hidden beneath her sweet smile. then, he — towering a good two feet over her, a dark skinned brute of a man with eyes like burning embers, bound by contract to serve her for the rest of his life. in the beginning, mallius spent countless hours trying to find a way to undo the spell, but faustine's magic was far stronger than he ever realized. even she, try as she might, couldn't undo her own work.

i'm so sorry, she said. she's apologized so many times. more than mallius could count.

yet, over time, things changed. the evenings he spent with her in her cottage, watching her read old books of yore with a sparkle in her eye. the way she'd wake up every morning at the crack of dawn to chant mantras to hone her focus. she was still as clumsy as ever, sure — but watching her made something change in mallius that he didn't understand at first, but did now.

is it possible for a demon king to gain humanity?

he didn't know. he didn't know how a life as fleeting as a mortal's could be filled with so much pain — and so much joy.
all he knows now is that he never wants to leave her side, for as long as she lived. no matter how brief a time it was.

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