Belphegor

Basic Information

Name: Belphegor (Call him Bell or Vlad)
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Bi sexual.
Deadly Sin: Sloth
Best attribute: Defense

Personal Qualities

Appearance:

Link: https://2img.net/h/oi30.tinypic.com/2utr9yg.jpg

He mostly appears as a boy, about 23 of age standing 5'11 in height with mid length silver hair and crimson red eyes. His complexion is fair, mostly pale all over. Though appearing 23, he could actually pass for a high school student.

Adopting well to his surroundings, he wears living world clothing. Mostly a red ragged trench coat without under shirt and a tight black leather jeans with chains and silver spikes attached to them. When he has shoes, he only really wears boots.

Bell has a weird fascination with skull rings, some with colored stones and weird engravings that of an ancient language that died.

He has the lower half of his left lip pierced with something that looks like a safety pin. From there a chain extends from it connecting to another piercing found on his left ear. All in all, it is confirmed that he has 6 piercings all over his body, but no one knows for sure where they are hidden.

Personality:
Bell is lazy in many ways, he spends most of his time playing game boy, listening to music, reading books, and or sleeping. Compared to most of his comrades, he's actually cool headed.

Like the ocean, calm and soothing. In times of tension, he calms them with sinister comments, that would most likely make everyone's head boil. But eventually, they would stop, though no demons know of rest.


He could be very relaxed, but in times of battle, he becomes the opposite.

Calm like the waves when his idle,
he acts like a tidal wave when in battle,
pushing everything back to where they are,
like a shield of waves, looping , like a song.

Was one of the rhymes he made for him self. He likes the living world very much, with so much freedom, so much innocence, he wanted there music, there idiocy, there mortality. He wants to be like them, but even he knows that it would be foolish to think of such things.

After all, he can only live off there flesh and blood, they were after all the bait for there needs to catch a bigger fish. 'the gods' he so hated.

It all seemed pointless, as the centuries made him dull. But loyal to Lucifer, Belphegor stuck with his oath. "I will serve under you, be the the wall who blocks the fray..."

When reality bites back, he recalls of his intentions, a deep dark wound engraved with a fake smile, like a mask.

He weeps inside, for a memory long gone. For a memory similar to a recent song.

History:

The God's and a boy named Bell

Young, like any other demon lad, he was unaware of 'the god's' which threatened there existence. He only knew of life, one he was tasked to live, and like any other life forms, citizens of hell lived like any other, in peace and serenity.

But with the war breaking into there town, everything had changed. Everything was in flames, everything was in total wreck and chaos. Everyone he knew died, no one was spared, except him.

For he hid... He ran... He ran so far, somewhere where the long gone nymphs will protect him.

He was so scared, that he forgot something... He tried so hard to remember yet, all he wanted to do was to forget. He winded up so deep into the forest area which he knew like the back of his head. But he was so lost, that he didn't know what his propose was any longer.

It was a time when everything meant nothing, for with nothing to live for, why even try?

He cried for so many days, hiding within the deepest of woods where 'the Gods' would not find him. He wept for so long, that he didn't count the days any longer, for it was timeless in hell, it could be years, decades... Centuries... but who was he kidding?

His tears wont bring the dead back, nor can it bring back the time when they lived peacefully. Disappointed with himself, he stood up infuriated. "The god's shall pay."

Leaving the country side of Hell, he didn't think he would ever live for the far away land which his family once spoke of.

"There.. great numbers of demon who can practice magic reside, there's a king, a queen, a kingdom of Hellions."

Words recently said never seemed so distant, but he chose to no longer linger with the affairs of the past.

His only real reason to live for now, was vindication.

Hell City and Lucifer

Unlike his hometown, the center of hell was a busy place, he was told of tales about the place, but he didn't imagine such things could exist. It was a magical place, far from any vile imagination, it was neither a place of torture in pain, it was home.

Just walking around got him lost, everyone was busy, selling stuff, trading stuff, flying, running, walking bumping. It was a never ending cycle of movement. It was magnificent to see, but not as amusing when your lost.

Unable to read or write he had no idea where to go, though someone pointed him towards one direction, he was not privileged enough to read signs.

But like in all towns, the city was the same. When it turns dark, the place with the brightest light will be the place of gatherings.

He waited for the dark to come, and as he expected, there was such a place. It was the Colosseum. It was where demon's signed up for war, where they were screened and filtered, divided and sent to fight.

The line was long, every single one of them hated 'the Gods'. The sound of clashing swords could be heard from the outside, every time light flickers, the crowd went wild. It was entertainment indeed, but there's nothing funny about war.

Everyone on the line was bigger, stronger, smarter, but Bell didn't wimp out, like he would always do. This was his only drive to vindication, and there's no way he could loose, if not death.

The lady on the acceptance desk stared him down, not only did he look weak, but different from the norms.
"Not from town?" she asked.

"Is it that obvious?"

"I'd cover my hair if i were you, Silver hair... quite rare for an average demon, Approved!"


She handed him papers, she didnt ask for his name, nor for any other information, the written content made no sense to him, it would appear that they value no name, value no information.

For it was destined, for anyone who enters war... ends up dead, unrecognized, but forever remembered as hero's of war.

He sat inside a sewer like waiting area where the other applicants waited for there turn, they all looked ugly, sporting grim tattoos and MAN-MAN hair cuts, it smelled like a pig sty, and it was only getting worst.

The light from the door opening saved him from puking when someone called.

"You! Little boy"

He was the only one short, all of them passed for elders aside from him, so it must be he who the person called.

"Your up!"

Standing up, every single one of the older gentle men stared him down, wooting him, totting him with insults, like any other demons he would know. But as for knowing anyone, they no longer lived.


The crowd went wild as he was introduced as 'little boy' , but it died down instantly as a little boy indeed came out.

This little boy was gonna fight the champion, unluckily, luck was not with him. The champion had never lost a fight in his life, he had godly arms and legs, perfect for killing, quick for moving, durable for anything.

The champion laughed and said.

"Is this it? give me a challenge why dont you?"

The situation reminded him of an old tale from a certain ancient book, a tale about a David and Goliath. But was he a david like the one in the tale, or will this champion truly crush him completely, together with his resolve.

Quick like the wind the champion, who ironically was called "Goliath" re-apeared in front of him, something he did not anticipate, for there were no signals nor any warnings that the battle had begun.

He held up his hands and blocked the giants majestic palms spread out flat ready to flat him. he felt the weight of the impact, like a pillar falling over him, but worst, it was getting heavier and heavier.

As his legs failed him, he fell flat feeling the entire weight of the attack. Blood came out from his mouth, he was too weak after all, but a stare locked on him caught his attention. It was from the demon lord right hand man. The war general so to say, everyone knew who he was, he was Lucifer.

He almost felt like giving up from just that pun of an attack, but having eye to eye contact with Lucifer woke him up.

He cant loose, without doing anything. The stare only lasted several milliseconds until continues waves of palm attack splatted over him.

The giant was amused by what he was doing, that he didn't realize that Bell was no longer within the crack. It took great effort for Bell to move under severe pressure, but something woke up from within him. The power his people was feared for, the reason why they chose to live somewhere far.

He breathed heavily as he survived from something that would've been fatal, but since the giant didnt realize he was gone, he threw a rock at him.

"Hey, bugbrain, over here"

His humor made many laugh, the mood for him started lighting down, this people were already liking him just for that.

The giant got hit right on the head, it was surprising how he didn't realize he was bleeding just from a rock.

Angered, he snapped his fingers, allowing the weapons to be thrown in. It stared raining weapons from the sky, something which made Bell run around frantically, he was still a wimp.

As it stopped he picked up two daggers and placed them on the back of his shorts. The giant charged towards him spinning a giant flail in the the air. Taking time to think, Bell threw 3 kaiken's at him, but they just went stuck without even slowing him down. Bell was able to avoid the first swing by an inch, he was still grateful that the giant was only warming up.

Stepping on the giant steel ball, he jumps and kicks the giant on the face, but it did nothing. The giant swiped him away like a fly, causing him to crash into the crowd.

The giant swiftly followed and swung once more, to crush him, without taking into mind that civilians were with him.

Like a memory flash, Bell recalled of the incidents not long before, how "the god's" showed no mercy to his home, to his people.

Screaming in frustration a weird force field formed of dark red color, it pulverized the giant flail into bits threatening to do the same to anyone who wished to break into his defense.
Seeing this, Lucifer stopped the fight, Goliath who was sent flying, was already lifeless. With all of his bones broken, his face deformed, the result was in. The champion, is dead.

Lucifer went near the small force failed, it would appear that the Bell had fainted. No one would be sane enough to go near him and a few of the scared people within the barrier, but Lucifer stood there, as close as he can, he spoke to be heard.

"Its over now, your going to war with me."

The word war, mellowed Bell down, to the point of total exhaustion, he fainted.

It was a day of change for Hell, this boy may do a great deal, for the up coming war of the century.

War and time

It still wasn't clear as to how he became a foot soldier in the Demon Lords Army, but he was, he heard rumors about him killing Goliath, but he wasn't entirely sure how he did so, if ever it was true.

It took him several years of training before being sent to actual war, he was branded to week, slow, to lazy, brat all so many insults and ridicule towards him. But being part of an army was like being part of a family, he grew to like everyone, like everyone had grown to hate him for how he was so carefree, what they didn't know was that it was just his true nature.

As someone from the far side of Hell, there was peace, and he liked to live like that, but war changed that, so he signed up.

It took him long enough to grow fund of the usual training, the fighting, the statics, the magic, the techniques.. But if there was anything that he liked the most, it was learning how to read, to write, he was never schooled, in his village, stories were passed down, and there were no means of writing, except for those who have been on the city.

He learned how to write the in Demon language, learn how to write God language, he was a quick learner, if he wanted to be, but his superior wanted him for war, and only war.

He was sent to war, a war that would be the last, a thing he didn't think would come in his time of deployment, hell was soon to vanish, from everyone's thoughts, all because of the same magic, they have learned to nourish and protect. There own strengths used against them.

He learned to hone his skills, the one he used Goliath, but the enemies hero who sent fort to sealed them, was to strong for him to be able to defend anyone, mane would have completely perished id he hadn't set a barrier from within the seal the Hero set.

He prove him self useless to the demon lord's army, he wasn't able to do anything, nothing but protect a few who slowly died from wars tragedy. The grew short in numbers, thousands... hundred's... tens... then there was 8. Including the demon lord him self.

There was no real communication with whats left of Hells army. It took so many decades for Bell to realize, that one of them was the same demon who have welcomed him a few centuries back, Lucifer still lives, a light of hope came calling into Bell's soul. The hope that was Lucifer.

But condemned in what small hell hole, what could they do?

It was almost miraculous, the day the hero's binding broke, no one was sure what called for it, but it was freedom for them. "What should we do now?" Bell asked the little of them left.

"What we do best... We wage war for retribution..."

Following Lucifer's wise words, Bell took an oath of loyalty, to serve under Lucifer till the day of his death, for Lucifer's resolve, was hells.

The world of the living

Humans, non of them knew such things, there were so many new races after being damned for several eternities, everyone had lost track of time, but here they were again.

Being stuck in darkness for so long, made there skin frail to but a big ball of burning light, which the living called the sun.

It was not fatal, but very weakening, so Lucifer knew better to stay away from the worlds sun, and hide under the shade of the long night.

Regaining there strength, they could not just set fort a war in motion, neither of them had the ability to fight as they did, being trapped for so long only placed them to waste. With this predicament, they were given temporary freedom to roam the world till summoned for an already brewing war.

Bell took time to know of the language the human's spoke, he dressed like them, acted like them in all normality, he felt like this Humans were no different from them, not in the slightest bit, except for frailty and mortality, he found a way to manipulate them, they were easy, they eat, they sleep, they wake up, they die.

The familiarity of this creatures lives, reminded him so much of his life as a normal demon. He was so young back then, so very long ago, but he somehow knew, that this humans are the key, the bait they needed to reel in a bigger fish, the gods.

Doing some spying, he was surprised that the God's don't sense him. He watched them protect a human, from something of a different race, which they called hollows.

He took notes, and thought that the hollows would be an ideal ally, for they hate the Gods as equally, but they would be too much to handle in there current weak state.

As he was doing so, he was greeted by a human girl, a girl with long brown hair, deep hazel nut eyes, in what appears to be a high school uniform.

He looked so normal that he could easily fit in as a rebel highscool student, with attitude problems.
"Are you the new student?"

She looked a little agitated, as if missing one of the students in her class.

"Sorry?"

She frowned and crossed her arms across her chess.
"Dont try to talk your way out of this, i know your type!!!"

She was scary, that even Bell felt chills down his spine.

"Dont just sit there! Go to class!"

It turns out that the new student description fits him perfectly, the way he dresses, the way he looks, it could be coincidence, but nothing was ever coincidence.

Bizarrely, after getting his town obliterated, joining war and being imprisoned for so long. High school was his biggest challenge yet.

"A trap by lucifer, what else could this be? Looks like coincidence to me..."


Abilities and Attributes

Attributes:

Power/strength: 5 - to be able to do defensive moves, one must have enough strength.

Speed: 7 - to be able to do defending moves accurately, one must have enough speed.

Intelligence: 10 - in times of battle, to be able to think properly is important, defense requires many tactics.

Stamina: 4 - Defending against normal attacks wont need as much stamina, unless attacked continuously.

Hand-to-Hand combat: 7 - Defense is always on par with hand to hand combat, precise movements, correct timing, counter moves.

Sword fighting: 3 -Bell has no hand eye coordination when it comes to sword fighting, he never got fund of it, but he can defend very well from them, with speed and knowing all of the bodies vital points, gestures etc etc.

Reiatsu: 5 - everyone has reiatsu, being young Bell doesnt have something so strong.

Defense: 10 - Bells specialty is defense, its is fueled by his resolve of vindication.


Abilities


Name of Ability: Nero scuro
Description of Ability: Dark clouds swarms any enemy within range, it will blind them with darkness for 3 posts. Long enough for Bell or anyone of his allys to make an escape if they wished too.
Downside: Aside from blinding enemies, it does nothing else. and the enemies still have there other senses. (except sight)

Name of Ability: Alon (wave)
Description of Ability: Alon is an energy technique, creating wind arches to send enemies back, not strong enough to kill them, but enough to give them cuts.

Bell can form it by punching air or kicking it.

Downside: For strong enemies, it cant do any damage.


Name of Ability: Goliath
Description of Ability: The attack which Bell called Goliath was discovered during his fight with the giant champion named Goliath. It's more of an activated technique which he can only use when he is near death, or that when his memories of his normal demon days are recalled.

Its destructive power is immense and it can rip anything to shreds when your not within the goliath.

There are times when he can control it, but there are more times when it controls him rather than the other way around.


Aside from the world of doors, Goliath is one of his most powerful techniques, but its something that he cannot use on a regular basis.

Downside: Bell cant control it.



Name of Ability: Commedia 1
Description of Ability: Run behind the nearest/strongest ally for protection.
Downside: Naming cowardice is unnecessary.


Name of Ability: World Of Doors ドア
Description of Ability:

World of doors, or what Bell would call it "Doru-Doru" is an escape technique he uses to escape from attacks which can kill him. He can make a door materialize anywhere he pleases, but nothing far out of range, entering the world of doors, he can transport from one place to the other, he can trap techniques from within a door and send it aimlessly wandering forever, same goes for people.

In times, Bell can send an attack back from a different door, yet another way to defend him self.

If trapped from within, it could be bothersome to find your way back, some doors are locked, some leads to hell it's self, some will just loop you. Within the world of doors, there can be no escape, unless you kill Belphegor from within. (Think Monsters Ink Door library)

Doru Doru is Belphegor's ultimate technique, one which he can only use 3 times a day.

Downside: The door is practically useless from the outside, where it takes seconds to create an actual image of a door to be properly used. Creating doors cause him too much reiatsu, which is why he limits him self from using this dangerous technique.


Name of Ability: Strings and Needles
Description of Ability: Master of acupuncture, he healed and killed many with just needled, adding strings, he can puppet people into doing things without noticing anything. The strings are made out of condensed demon blood and reiatsu, making it something unbreakable and practically invisible.

Knowing of all acupoints, Bell know where to puncture someone to kill them, and to save them. Like some ancient warrior said. "Needles can become a deadly weapon on the hands of those who know how to use it."

Not only can it be used for offensive moves, but for binding and trapping as well.

Bind Duration :
1 posts captain level
3 posts anyone lower

Downside:
Not everyone can be punctured as easily, it cant punch through to hierro hardened skin, unless something is done to the skin prior to Bells attempt to puncturing it.

Not everyone can be controlled by the strings as well, more powerful enemies can easily move even with strings attached to them, commanding there veins.

Aside from all mentioned, the effects of his technique are only temporary. That if ever he achieves to paralyze someones arms, they can move it again after several minutes if not hours or days. The effects vary from person to person, if they are weaker than Bell, then the effects would most definitely last longer.


Name of Ability: Drug Fog
Description of Ability:

Bellz can Emmit a sedation drug which only affects humans, it causes them to be elated in a dark way, the effects can last so long as the string from the acupoint he placed is intact.

This way, the demons can practically control a group of humans anywhere, anytime.

Downside:

Drug fog, can only affect regular humans and no one else, this state makes them move like mindless zombies. (high with the drug called fog. Its rumored to be demon fart.)

RP Sample

RP Sample:
(I used Vlad here, Bell is not as catchy as i thought. T...T)

Karakura High school : Interview with Class president

It would appear that the girl with long brown hair was the class president, or so attitude wise, she was. The description of the new student matched Vlad perfectly, suspicious, bleached hair, piercings, dark clothing, boots and chains.

But shortly after, someone with the same description entered the class room. The real person arrived, and little miss class president couldn't be any more shocked.

The least she could do was to apologize to Vlad for making a such a HUGE mistake, but instead she turned away and made the teacher do all the talking.

The thought of if it made Vlad laugh a bit, but gave him an idea non the less.

"So how does one enroll to a school anyway?"

He could feel the mocking stares of everyone in the room, but it was better to ask than to rely on his own efforts, which would probably get him all lost.

The teacher called for the class president once more, asking her to assist Vlad as compensation. The irritation was clearly painted on her face, she was one of those humans who hated mistakes, especially ones they made there own.

On the farther left end of the room, she was holding a piece of paper, and a pen, she hated what she was doing, but she had no other options.

"So whats your name?"

"Vladimir."

"You have a last name or what?"

In his whole existence, this was the hardest question he has ever been asked, his last name. He never had one. With too many options and freedom, he did not know which to pick.

So he said the first thing that popped into his head. "Sykes."

She turned to him, finding his name funny all together.

"So are you from arround?"

"Yes."

"No, you dont get it, i mean, where do you live?"

"Arround."

"Give me a specific place"

"Karakura Village."

"Theirs no such place. "

She said everything with a strait face, but as the interview went further, she was starting to make faces, irritated expressions, she feels like she's being fooled around. Something she was right on.

"So how old are you?"

Vlad laughed a bit, he didnt exactly count.

"I cant remember"

"So 17..." as she said 17 aloud, what she wrote was 'idiot'

This made Vlad laugh, adding fuel to her already lit patience.

"So, your birth certificate and transcript could be sent later, right now this is all that you need."

She stood up, but was still puzzled by the face Vlad had on. It was amusing... how this human was, it was exactly what he expected of them, yet it felt like shes something else.

"So... What's your name?"


Asking her the question, the mood changed, she was no longer as angry as it would appear, and Vlad sensed that. The moment she opened her lips to reply to him, was the same moment that the bell rang, ending the first period.

"You should go to the main desk, to get your class schedule."

Vlad, never got to know, the human girls name.