DEMON TEMPLATE
Basic Information:
Known Name: Ciel/Vlad
Demon Name: Belphegor/Cresil
Age: 3,000
Gender: Male
Symbol:https://2img.net/h/oi29.tinypic.com/rwklec.jpg
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.
Ciel 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:
Ciel 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.
Lucifer betrayed him, and it changed him... Forever.
Story:
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 known family once spoke of.
"There.. great numbers of demon who can practice magic reside, there's a king, a queen, a kingdom of Hellions." His mother told him once...
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 didn't 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.
"You're 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-appeared 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 lords 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 an 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 didn't 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 country, to his people.
Screaming in frustration a weird force field like barrier formed around him, it was of dark red in color, it pulverized the giant flail into bits threatening to do the same to anyone who wished to break into his defense. Goliath was sent a back by the force, but he was not flinching, something was wrong.
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 citizens from within his barrier all fainted from the force, but Lucifer stood there, as close as he can, he spoke enough 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 to him 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 too week, too slow, too lazy, little 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 too fall on it's knees, all because of the same magic, they have learned to nourish and protect. There own strengths used against them. Kido.
The Gods called fort a hero who sealed hells best force, he sought to defend them by using the the skill he used over Goliath, but his magic was weak, and the Hero was a billion years better than him, it was Raphael, the Arch Angel.
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. They 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 Creation of Hollows
What little number hell had was no match to that of heavens, the God's proved to be stronger over and on, and they could do very little with what number they have.
The Demon king who woke up from a hundred year slumber called fort what little number hell had left.
"I had a dream... a beautiful dream about the world he oh so loved over his brother. I had a brilliant dream, in fact, it's almost too pitiful that they haven't thought of it first. My 8 sins... i thee call you to spread and corrupt.
The he's creation, the one he so loved.
I call them forth, the empty and the lifeless, comeback to life, as something more heartless.
I want it all, i want the world, i'll take it all back, this will be his down fall."
The the 8 were called sins, who spread around the earth, Ciel was one of them, but the dark lord, called fort his name alone.
"And you... i didn't think you'd live... do you know of your blood young peon?"
Lucifer turned to Ciel then back to his father, why does the demon lord ask such a thing.
Ciel shook his head an bows. "I only know of a mother who took care of me, a village who kept me when she passed."
The Demon king laughed. "Demons know not of care, you were a fool to think that... my son."
"Son, Father, what are you talking about?" Lucifer was stricken by the revelation his father kept for so long.
"I have many sons, and your just one of them. And you too, C. Vladimir Diavoli" Ciel just kept kneeling in all confusion, what did the Demon lord mean by all this? He was a son of the Demon king? He had royal blood in him?
"So there's many others... that i dont know about?" Ciel has never seen Lucifer this mad, he looked up only to see the darkness already gushing from all over his body.
"Yes, that's what im saying, Lucifer, if i were you, id worry more on rebuilding the army which fell under your command." The Demon king laugh, only making Lucifer more aggravated.
"I dont really care, so long as i get the throne, im not willing to give it to anyone, especially not to some half blood prince." He didnt turn to Ciel, but Ciel somehow felt Lucifer was talking about him.
"I'm not giving it to you either, Lucifer... im giving it to my first son.."
Lucifer was silenced by the demon kings response, there was another son, a first son, and it was not Lucifer. "What are you talking about? Who is this first son, is he in my army? I demand to know him at once!" Angrily Lucifer looked like he was just about to launch until the gigantic satue which the demon king possessed started cracking. "Im not entitled to explain my self, i'd rather you do your duties, and never speak of this again."
The statue turned to ashes, disappearing, the demon king was no longer with them, the statue's magic finally lost it's effectiveness.
Angry, Lucifer walked away, but it was already a given, they were heading for the living world... and from there, they will collect the souls the need.
----
They indeed set fort the living world, and as ordered by the Demon Lord, they used there own blood to mark this souls. When marked, Demon Hounds can track them, and send them to Satan themselves. But there was a catch.
One soul can only have one original sin, and it was quite tricky to find those who matched a demons blood.
Only the demon of arrogance can match a person who leans more towards being arrogant, and only the demon of laziness can match the blood of those who are lazy.
And Ciel was sent on a special mission, to attain a specific soul, who was still human in form.
"This girl... is significant to my plan, she cant fall to heaven... Reira." The Demon lord threw a picture.
"I dunno what she can do yet, nor does she show any signs of being anything powerful, but i have a feeling she would be a pain in my neck if she turns to the other side."
Ciel was still bowing, just staring at the picture.
"If you dont mind me asking, Satan-sama..." Ciel was cut off.
"Call me father."
It was strange how the demon lord asks to be called father, when even Lucifer was asked to called him Demon king.
"Father.. i mean... Why are you sending me... and not Lucifer?"
Satan wore a wide smile as he responded. "You're the only one who can do it, cause Lucifer's blood wont match hers... You are the demon of Laziness, Cresil, only you can turn this girl... into one of my pawns."
Opening his eyes, Ciel came back from the trance... he was in a small living world room in Karakura town, he took shell of a human body, a look he got used to, he didn't think looking like them could give him a sort of a pleasure, but it was a nice feeling.
He took a shower and dressed the best way he thought could work, but as he walked out, it felt like he was catching too much attention, so he rested ending up in Karakura High.
Living World
Nameless girl
He heard that Reira was a student in Karakura high, and so he applied to be a student there, at first he was mistaken to be a student.
He looked so normal that he could easily fit in as a rebel highscool student, with attitude problems.
"Are you the new student?"
A girl with long golden brown hair walked to her, looking 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 Ciel 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, being imprisoned for so long and meeting his blood father. High school was his biggest challenge yet.
She turned out to be wrong, of course, but it gave way for him to be able to enter Highschool.
After fixing his application, he bumped into a girl across the hall, she was small, and silent, almost pitiful to look at. She had a scar on her face, it looks like as if she's lost an eye from a terrible accident.
She was holding piles of paper which flew all over the place, Ciel helped her pick them up. "Could she be Reira?" Ciel wondered. "uhm... excuse.." after she collected all the papers, she ran, who was she?
He watched her silently, as the months went by, she was always by her self... alone... Ciel became quite popular, he was acting less like the sin he was and was more so diligent than ever. but she saw through his lies.
She saw who he was, and who he was pretending to be, he must be Reira, so he asked her one day. "Hey, you're Reira right?" she almost ran, until he said. "Don't be scared, I don't mind you watching me."
Like he was watching her, she was too. She walked away, she had her hair tied that day, something nice, for a change. "Wait... You have your hair tied up today, you look better that way."
He knew she wouldn't believe a word he says... but he really meant it, she just walked away as someone came out from behind the locker lobbe.. "Hey man, that's not Reira... just thought you should know, that girl... she doesn't talk to anyone, we don't know what to call her, cause when the someone calls her name, she gets this weird attacks."
"Weird attacks?" Ciel asked.
"Yeah, she's like insane or something, a psycho." The guy walked away leaving Ciel in deep thought.
"So who is she then... If she's not Reira, then who is?" He went home that day, and it was the last that she would see her.
It was only weeks before graduation when she fell gravely ill, she returned to class, but Ciel didn't get a chance to actually see her.
At the day of Graduation, everyone came, but she missed it.
Later that day, he found a letter inside his locker as he was clearing it up, it was in a plain white envelope neatly folded into perfection. It only had two words written in it in bold katakana. "Thank you" it said, Ciel never knew who it was from, but he had the feeling that it was from her.
It was then that he realized what was going on, and he became too attached to her to let her fall to let anything happen to her, after all, there were 8 sins like him lurking around, theirs a possibility of one of them.. manipulating her.
He looked for her everywhere, but she wasn't even home, if she wasn't, where else could she be? He knew nothing about her, yet, he felt that theirs something odd about this whole thing. He didn't give up searching for her even after an hour, 4 hours, 8 hours till he can no longer.
It was early the next morning, that her dead body was found inside the library, where she first saw Ciel.
There was no sign of struggle, suggesting that she hung her self thus committing suicide.
Hearing the new's, Ciel sighed, and prepared for her funeral. And there she met her again... the only girl who visited her wake, The class president responsible for getting him in Karakura High, Uruha Rei.
-to be continued in my dynasty.
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 around?"
"Yes."
"No, you don't get it, i mean, where do you live?"
"Around."
"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.
Melee Weapon: (This is optional)
Primary Weapon: Heavens Chorus
Weapon Mastery: 10
Training Done: Trained by the 8 Guardian's of Hell for 100 years, he mastered the technique through trial an error. he lost limbs during the training, luckily someone in hell could restore those things.
Secondary Weapon: Katana
Weapon Mastery: 7
Does your melee weapon use magic? Yes, Sound Magic
Other information: Ciel's weapon, the Heavenly Chorus.
Description
Named Heaven's chorus by the people from Ville du cirque (Hell village where Ciel Grew up), it's a weapon they use for both combat and entertainment. Only true masters of puppetry and acupuncture can use this weapon properly, for one, only an acupuncture master can locate vital points of the body, and only true puppet masters can move them about. To use it one must throw a needle with a special string (string made out from a special Hell tree) with unbelievably almost lightning speed quick and force, those who are hit with it could barely feel anything unless of course intended by the user.
The effects would vary on how the user wants it to work, it could be to stall them, to set diversion or to control them, it can be used as means of poisoning someone, it all depends on the user. Not only can it be used for combat, but also for medicine, (with acu points, vital non vital, its all medicine really)
Weapon special ability's:
Silent Song (Sound wave attack) - Best used in long ranged attacks, but short ranged may do so as well. First, the user must avail of 5 heavenly rings, heavenly rings that continuously produces heavenly strings, the needles are to be attached on the needles and thrown to be half buried on the ground, strong enough not to be pulled out as easily. After then a song should be played to be able to produce the wave attack, the interval comes every after 5 seconds (per wave). If the song is well played, a wave can as easily shred bodies into bits and pieces, if not, it can as easily push someone back.
Final Song (Finishing move) - all 5 needles connected to the heavenly rings must be aimed in 5 vital areas located on a persons chest, after completed, one must play the final song which could kill a person instantaneously (Causes, internal bleeding, organ explosion, enlargement and stuff). Great intense training must be done before being able to use/perfect this techniques, one wrong point or move can lead to it backfiring and the user loosing his/her arm.
History:
A long time ago, there was a traveling puppeteer, visiting every town there is, whenever he leaves, children ends up missing. Doing further studies about the traveling puppeteer, it's said that he controlled the children as if puppets dancing to the tune of his chorus. He lead them places, lead them to the under world.
So they killed this puppeteer and hung him, as he died, something fell out from his pockets, and it was the Heavens Chorus strings and needle set. That's when Heavens Chorus first made its debut, and with much study, the people of Ville du cirque learned of its secrets, but never solved the case of the missing children.
Saisei Oni 再生鬼 (Demon Rebirth)
Levels: 3 (1 Locked)
Form Name: Ciel
Form Description: Ciel is Belphegor's more demon like human form, it looks more like a mix of two.
Terms and Conditions: Ciel is to remove the binding contract which conceals his Ciel form, it's said to be one of his rings, he removes it and places it on a necklace which he puts around his neck. The Transformation will take 2-3 posts to complete.
Appearance: He only becomes more mascular and grows a par of wings and horns over his forehead. His hair will be pushed back and sometimes, he has a tail.
Form Name: Nino
Form Description: Nino is Belphegor's child-human form. His human self will simply turn into a child.
Terms and Conditions: Unlike Ciel state, to activate Nino form, he needs to wear a ring, instead of removing one. The transformation takes 2-10 posts depending on his situation.
Appearance: 4'2 feet tall, silver blue hair, purple eyes and pale white skin, he wears cute young master clothes and looks way to mature for his age.
Technique(s):
Name: Goliath
State: Any
Active or Passive?: Passive
Description: The attack which Bell called Goliath was discovered during his fight with the giant champion named Goliath. It's more of an instinct technique which he can only use when he is near death, or that when 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.
The protective shell occupies a 15 meter radius area, the destructive energy outside it extends about 5 meters around.
Goliath is a more like a reversed black hole. It pushes everything back, instead pulling of things in.
As a result, a violent dimension rip reaction is formed, releasing waves strong enough to rip things to shreds.
The destruction outside is more the reaction to the distorted energy field from within the 15 meter radius area. The shell is like a void in the world.
Downside: He cant control it yet.
Charge Duration: n/a
Cool down: n/a
Name: World Of Doors ドア
State: Any
Active or Passive?:
Description:
World of doors, or what Bell would call it "Doru-Doru" is an escape technique which 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 (10 meter radius area), 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.
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.
Charge Duration: 10
Cool down: 2
Name: Drug Fog
State: any
Active or Passive?: Active "Obey your master, Ciello"
Description:
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.)
Vlad can release Drug fog once a day. It can intoxicate them for about a week or so, but in-taking to much of it can be harmful for them (can lead to death or so).
He can control 2 groups of humans Maximum, if he exceeds the limit , he can loose control of all of them.
Roughly he can control 200 normal humans, hundred per group. But its not like he controls all there movements and thoughts, they move on there own accord, just down with the addicting drug called drug fog.
Charge Duration: Once a day
Cool down: 24-hours
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