War Stories

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Hit Points: 141 / 150
Strength: 30
Defense: 0
Speed: 35
Intellect: 314
Misticpower: 44

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I belong to Kenkou
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And you call me
f a l l e n
as if you hadn't
pushed me
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[ F A L L E N ]

Name: Kenkou
Gender: Female
Species: Deity
Age: Unknown
Voice Depiction: Emilie Autumn - I Want My Innocence Back
Hair: Red; long, ends mid thighs
Eyes: White morphs to black with white slitted pupil
Complexion: Extremely pale; covered in black tribal in contrast
Height-Weight-Build: 6'0; 275; Fit | Muscular | Athletic
Traits: Alluring | Calm | Intelligent | Reserved | Serious
Skills-Abilities: Pyrokinesis | Singing
Job: Self Proclaimed Guardian Of The Realms
Loves: Coffee | Fighting | Reading
Dislikes: Abusers | Liars | Racists
Side Note: Has a long and thick prehensile tail that may in turn command its own mouth; eyes and conscious. Has two long black horns; with two smaller horns laid before those atop her head. Being so she has ability for them to sink back in the skull to reduce being noticed if need be.
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There is no need to fear the dark when you are its queen...
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Information And Lore Of Deities

- Each Deity is different, one way or another. Just as every other sentient being may be.
- They may look just like you or I. Or even that of another species; though most still command a humanoid frame.
- Each one may have different dietary needs. Ranging from Herbivore, Carnivore, Insectivore, Omnivore. This may include a dietary need for energy, emotions or even a soul.
- Accelerated healing and expeditious reflexes are seen as common traits. Deities may wield one, both or neither traits. It comes down to Genetics.
- Each Deity has a skill set. They may be stronger, weaker or equal to the 'average score' of their species.
- Every Deity has their strengths and weaknesses. Now discovering what they are, may or may not be a hassle.
- Most Deities reside within 'High Realm'. A domain separate from 'Mid Realm' and 'Low Realm' and so on. A paradise that sustains and caters to the every need of them.
- All Deities speak in a language called the All-Tongue. It is unlike any other language allowing them to speak and understand thousands of other species.
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No matter how nice you are, always remember that in someone's story you will be seen as the Villan.
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Exile

The first to manifest and take control of the domain she asserted herself as the sole leader. Having that, society took root and flourished within High Realm. She made it a clear objective to have it their life's job to shape, correct and keep the life balance of 'Mid Realm'.

Among the growing numbers of gods through breeding and inexplicable manifestation they worked in a fairly cohesive manner.

There of course would be a few blips of defiance from a Deity or two. Questioning her true purpose and credentials that 'allowed' her to lead the High Realm. Talk about her only use and purpose was to cause ruin and destruction and how she was more of a dictator than anything.

She catching murmurs of such talk made sure to correct the attitudes right away. In the beginning the gossiper would immediately submit when questioned or confronted. As time went on, more and more began to stand up at her questioning. Lashing out in fury that resulted her calm porcelain surface to crack and unleash frustration. These beatings we quick and done in front of all the others. Often leaving the opponent bloody and with a permanent mark to remind them of their foolish choice. Events such a these shook the population of High Realm. The fact that she would strike another of her own kind without question was unsettling.

It grew obvious that others had been speaking in ill tongue. Tension was high and she would hear murmurs of those claiming she was unfit for power. How she used it to command fear rather than loyalty. How it was peculiar no one knew exactly her purpose. Spatting out rumors of her tyrannical reign; that would come to a planned end at the next harvest moon of Mid Realm.

She acted clueless; and waited for that day. The celebratory feast took place. She rose to thank her fellow Deities of being so understanding all these years; thanking them as usual and giving credit where due. The serene atmosphere went cold as she spoke of the rumors. It was quiet; tension high and a lone Deity rose. With immediate and clear support of the remaining population.

He made it clear that he was standing up for the greater good; wishing for to give up control. He even spoke of how fitting was would be if his parents were in charge. After all; alone a queen can not rule, right? Laughter broke from her lips. Tranquil composure cracked and she lunged.

The beating was quick; his body laid beneath her. Throat under heel he spat crimson attempting to speak. Many drew close; ready to strike but her voice broke action. She was calm; her tone sweet and forgiving. This alone was enough to drive fear into their hearts.

With a smile she glanced downward upon the fool's crimson face. "I will grant your new chosen life...I will leave and Mid Realm will be my domain." A calm of relief took the crowd. Her gaze met that of the new King and Queen.

She loathed their actions. Loathed how they feared her; how she was seen as a tyrant. Nothing but a burden, nothing but a primitive Deity. If they pinned her as a tyrant then she would act the part.

Her sweet smile began to twist "And to celebrate the new life of the King and Queen here is my parting gift." A scream of panic emerged from the Queen's throat.

With a thrust of her heel she crushed their son without hesitation. His spine separating from itself; fire engulfed and incinerated the young man. His remains nothing but ash. Wielding a wide grin she to began to dematerialize within the flames. Tail thrashing viciously behind.

"You want to treat me like a tyrant; call me a being without mercy. To go so far as to call my work without meaning and my existence primitive. Then I will no longer keep the balance of 'your' realm and in turn I will take the life of your son and anyone who dare meets my path..."

With those final words she was gone; leaving to Mid Realm. Spending the rest of her immortal years silently watching over the inhabitants of her new domain.

As time went by the word of her being a god eventually vanished and so did the acts of tribute and prays to her from the inhabitants of the realms. Only other Gods and Guardians of great power knew who and what she was. While those on the street would be none the wiser and see her as a simple but peculiar Demon.
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Quick Glance

Just a quick glance is not possible. Even from down a street she is a clear sign of beauty. Her pale skin in perfect contrast with the marks her flesh wears in adornment. Dark lips full and luscious. Long luxurious hair that is as red as the fire in her soul. A pair of ivory eyes that could steal a man's soul. A body that could stop a freight train and hit you like a truck. Tall and well equipped with generous curves. Her hands embellished with onyx claws. Four horns adorn her skull; two long and elegant, two short and sweet. A tail that may command its own mind; a mouth like a bear trap and eyes soulless.

Graceful but deadly; a true sign of nature's motto. The more beauty something holds, the deadlier the consequence.

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