[Other FULL] BEYOND THE GODS[OOC][T]

Name: ???

Gender: Female

Age: Ageless

Essence: She finds her Essence in the power of fire and heat. She is capable of controlling this power through dance-like movements. The power of these flames depend on the complexity of her movements and the amount of focus she puts into her dance. Some of her flame manipulation ranges from starting up tiny sparks, to flinging fireballs from her palms, all the way to forming some sort of flame-based cyclone by spinning around at a very rapid pace. As one might expect, her body's durability and energy serves as a factor in the strength of these flames. The longer she moves and dances over time, the weaker the fire may become. If she should become extremely fatigued, her essence may every well become unusable until her stamina recovers.

Appearance: A sight of true beauty. Her skin has a deep, sun-kissed complexion. Her long, flowing head is a dark red in color, cascading down to her lower back with her bangs staying neatly out of her gentle, golden-yellow eyes. Her nose comes to a small point, which match her ears that come to a small point of sorts as well. She has full lips which seem to naturally fall into a soft smile at almost all times.

She has a delicate, slender body build, which is accentuated by curves in all the right places. Her height falls roughly at about 5'7", with a modest bosom and hips to compliment her dancer-like body. Her nails are a bit on the long-side, but they are well maintained and evenly shaped. They are colored a deep red, matching the color of her hair. The wings she sprouts have a spread of about six feet. They are golden in color, similar to that of her eyes, with faint red colorings at the tips.

Personality: A smile graces her lips with a genuinely positive attitude and outlook. One could possibly call her attitude down-right bubbly, with a sense of naivety about her. It could be easily said that the Cherub is almost downright innocent, simply using her essence to combat demons because it is what she exists for. She is not one to second guess anything, and easily believes much of what anyone would tell her.

A rush of energy always seems to go through her. Being born into this world, she constantly finds herself excited is always ready to learn and explore to learn things about it. She is very vocal about her opinions and questions, regardless of if they are wrong or not, and very open and friendly with those she may encounter. At times, she might very easily push the wrong buttons or say something that could easily upset one nearby. However, she never actually means any harm.

History: Despite her current personality, she was not always that way. Throughout her early years of consciousness, she was constantly made aware to the sounds of humanity's cries for help and salvation. It made her ache along with them, feeling their despair and hopelessness slowly start to wash over the mortal creatures. One could dare say it threatened to push her to a breaking point. She did not understand why such things could possibly be allowed to happen.

Time slowly passed. She was not sure of just how long, but she could feel that humanity's pain was slowly beginning to lessen. Yet despite knowing this, her heart was still heavy with grief. She knew that humanity, while they were beginning to grow to resist or come to terms with their nightmarish life, they still had a long road to travel. It was during this time that a strange sound and feeling began to become aware to her. Oddly enough, it was not those humans who had managed to resist the demons and fight back... Rather, it was the sound of the children.

She had come to discover that despite it all, the children somehow found... happiness. They were able to always keep a smile on their face, as if their innocence was all they needed to somehow push forward and survive. It was this feeling that she became attached to the most. It made the weight of pain she felt grow so much lighter. It was that point that she knew, that should she ever find herself called upon, she would fight... for the children.

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Name: Arlo
Gender: Male
Age: Fifteen, 15

Cherub: Up to Fate

Appearance: Arlo is a pale skinned youth with unusual dual-toned hair. Its naturally wild and unruly, strands of mostly white and black sways in whatever direction the wind tosses it. The boy has a diamond shaped face that carries strong angular features around the jaw, and boyish cheeks that often reveals his boyhood to those with a keen eye. And while his hair will be the first feature that one would notice, it would undoubtedly be the oddity of his eyes that provokes the most questions. One of his eyes are a very light blue, resembling ice when the sun strikes it right; while the other is majorly black with a golden iris.

While is body is lithe, it should be stated that he is short for his age. He stands at around 5'5" and weighs little more than 130lbs. For a male of his height, his body is well-toned and leaned; the image of speed and agility being visible when he's not covered with baggy clothes. On his pale skin is a large three-clawed scar that trails down his back from his left shoulder to his right hip.

He only has the clothes that his Divine left to him, simplistic and very plain, and that's being polite. Around his neck is a maroon muffler that he holds dear to his heart and a threaded necklace that he holds even more so. Adoring his torso is a black long-sleeve tunic, its sleeves already crusted with the blood of demons, while dark blue trouser fall on his legs and are torn near the ankles. Thanks to the expert hands of a trusted friend, he has sandals that he can wear on his feet.

Personality: Arlo is a calm and silent individual who obeys most commands with little arguments. Because his savior was a Divine and the being pounded the goals of his existence into his head; Arlo is extremely loyal to the specific Cherub that he's bound to. Even to the point that he's willing to combat the other Cherubs to defend him. While on the topic of combat, Arlo is wholly against fighting unless absolutely necessarily and that it tossing the term necessary to the extreme.

If he feels the battle can be handled without him, then he'll most likely sit it out until otherwise needed. Most will see this as cowardice as he doesn't express or let out any aptitude towards the crude action but he simply despises fighting. He has the bad habit of rubbing the tear-shaped sapphire on his necklace whenever troubled.

When forced to do combat, Arlo often exposes a rather terrifying persona. Ruthless to the point of obscene and deadly to the extent that most can't stand being within a few feet of him; he's often made out to be a monster afterwards. His demeanor is usually taken as demonic or devilish, leaving others to take a gamble as to fight alongside him or not.

History: A youth whose family was taken by Achelous' demon horde when he six, he was by some miracle spared from their death by a Divine. He was taken in and trained afterwards, his body cursed by a demonic infection and cured by the awakening of his Disciple powers. Over the course of several years he went through intense training with his stern mentor, always pushing him to the brink, and always reminding him of his fate.

Eventually, his training transitioned to extermination missions; events that would prove the Hunters inferior to the might of a Disciple. He took out a small group of four alone, and saved several humans that would have normally died. Once he was done with his training, Arlo has since opted to not turn to violence unless absolutely necessary; he's noticed the blood-lust that spills from his body when engaging in combat, and he utterly despises it. He hopes that his Cherub is just as much of a coward as he is.

Weapon: Sins and Burden | Dual Swords & Chain

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