User blog:Ikoter/Bounty Poster

BOUNTY POSTER

ISSUER: Deruella, fourth princess of the demon realm.

NAME: (unknown)

GIVEN NICKNAME: Order Assassin

AFFILIATION: Order

DIFFICULTY RANKING: ‘Z’

GENDRE: Male

AGE: Between twenty and thirty

DISCRIPTION: Target is fully clothed in black body armor, with a red scarf covering the eyes. Target is presumed to be blind. This fact is uncertain as he has been seen accurately pin pointing the location of other demon realm inhabitants.

ARSENAL: Target uses a katana capable of manipulating holy light. Secondary weapon is a knife coated in darkness. Target is extremely proficient as a swordsman, being capable of cutting through demon realm metal, stone and devil gems with particular ease.

ABILITIES: Target’s most profaned ability is his skill to blend in with the environment and hide both his presence and his life force, making it nigh impossible to spot him with the naked eye. Even the eye of the succubus will struggle to find this target. He is also capable of deflecting high level black magic and sorceries with his weapons. Target is extremely agile and dexterous.

UNCERTAINTIES: Unsure if target is affected at all by demonic energy. Unsure if target uses spells of any sort. Unsure of the targets origins and objectives.

WANTED FOR: The murder of several top tier demons and the possible disappearance of a large number of manomo’s.

WORST CRIME: Attempted assassination of a lilim. Current whereabouts unknown.

REWARD: Whatever one should desire. He is a treat to the demon monarchy and must be converted. Only target this man in very large numbers. Once spotted, report him to a top tier demon or lilim.

UPON CAPTURE: BRING HIM TO DERUELLA.



<p class="MsoNormal">Back story:

<p class="MsoNormal">Two and a half hundred years ago, the battles between humans and demons became some of the most intense and gruesome in history. The number of monsters was nearly equal to that of humans, and they waged war constantly for the survival of their species. There was one battle field in particular, which was a meat grinder. Troops of both human and demonic factions were constantly being sent there. A battle field which never ran dry…

<p class="MsoNormal">Due to the number of dead which passed through the gates of Heaven, the Archangel of Death decided that it was time to stop the bloodshed. He had taken unto himself the life force of all those dead and descended upon the battle field.

<p class="MsoNormal">Every being there trembled at the sight of him and dared not take another life after the Archangel commanded it. Upon return to Heaven, the Chief Deity saw this act as betrayal, for, she was the one who orchestrated such a war.

<p class="MsoNormal">Due to the fact that the Archangel had absorbed the life force of so many dead, his power had increased tremendously, even rivaling the Chief Deity. But he would not oppose her under any circumstance. His loyalty lies first.

<p class="MsoNormal">All the other deities there present could not stand the milestone the Archangel of Death had achieved and begged the Chief Deity to do something about him.

<p class="MsoNormal">Even dazzled by his betrayal, even blistered by their words, she could not bring herself to end him. Instead, she offered an ultimatum.

<p class="MsoNormal">“In two and a half hundred years, there will be a plight upon this world. One which not even I shall be able to stop. You shall spend this time in the world below, among the dead and when the time comes, shall serve once more in curing this plight.”

<p class="MsoNormal">And so she sent him to the world below, to be born as a human child, to spend two hundred and fifty years among the corpses of those who birthed him, waiting for the Archbishop to come and take him. From there on, he would be forged into a weapon, which will cure the world of sheer corrosive and preposterous lasciviousness<span style="font-family:Calibri,sans-serif;font-size:11pt;line-height:115%;">.

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<p class="MsoNormal">Present Day:

<p class="MsoNormal">Target is in pursuit of Deruella. He finds her, kills her hench-women and engages her in battle. The outcome of that battle is that he cut off her left arm. She then makes her escape back to the Royal Demon Realm. There, she discovers her arm cannot be healed due to the Purifier’s holy light.

<p class="MsoNormal">She then begins plotting on how to ‘overcome’ him the next time they would meet. She tries to get help from her second elder sister, who refuses to aid her because she is too ‘busy’ with her man. Deruella is left to pursue the assassin on her own.

<p class="MsoNormal">I haven’t thoroughly thought the second encounter through but the outcome of that fight is that she is once more defeated, and this time, the Assassin takes not her life, but her sanity.

<p class="MsoNormal">Upon returning to the Royal Demon Realm (their fight did not occur there), Deruella is visited by her sister.

<p class="MsoNormal">The younger of the two stood in bed, as if paralyzed, constantly thinking about this assassin and fearing for her life. The older lilim told her man to ‘do’ Deruella, to revitalize her. Because there is nothing she enjoys more. But this did nothing. The wounds could not be healed, she stood there unaffected. Until…

<p class="MsoNormal">This man bore a resemblance to her assailant, and Deruella sprung up, grabbing the man’s face and trying to choke it.

<p class="MsoNormal">This would serve as an indicator of how much of a problem this assassin has become. The older lilim heads to her mother, to ask for help, while Deruella stays in her room, constantly thinking ‘he’ is stalking her, in pursuit of her life.

<p class="MsoNormal">The only thing that raised her spirits was when her mother showed up, embraced her, cured her sanity, rebuild her arm.

<p class="MsoNormal">From the missing arm, the Demon Lordess saw a vision. Her mind being transported through time and space, back two hundred and fifty years, to see the previous Chief Deity, who only returned a glance at her and said: “Don’t interfere.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Like she would listen…

<p class="MsoNormal">The DL had taken it upon herself to protect her family from ‘him’, the Archangel of Death.

<p class="MsoNormal">Several weeks later, the castle is under attack. Many armored men and specially trained Order troops assault the Royal Demon Realm. But not before a beam of light fell from the sky. The royal family was briefly left powerless. Briefly, but long enough for the soldiers to storm through the palace and kill everything on their way.

<p class="MsoNormal">They may be ‘cute’ manomo's, but they are monsters nonetheless. And though they do not know it, nor do they wish it, the fact that they once hungered after human flesh does NOT excuse the ‘disguise’ their leader placed upon them.

<p class="MsoNormal">The royal family had no option but to flee to a hidden room beneath the earth. The DL performed a ritual, with a small portion of blood, and teleported her family to another realm.

<p class="MsoNormal">One that is not bound by the boundaries of time. A seemingly white void. There was no end to its length.

<p class="MsoNormal">And then they sensed it. They were not alone in that hollow expanse. The assassin was with them.

<p class="MsoNormal">Turning to face him, the DL stepped forward, spoke to him, received no reply, then mentioned his name.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Azrael.”

<p class="MsoNormal">This had undone the shackles of fate, and returned the assassin to his Archangel of Death state. A four winged Angel, who radiated a light of purity.

<p class="MsoNormal">His weapon, Purifier, also transformed to suit his rejuvenated state. It became an Angelic blade.

<p class="MsoNormal">The moment his gaze was upon them, they froze. The royal family could not fathom in that moment how strong the one before them was, for, they were powerless. The effects of the light beam which struck the castle had not yet subsided.

<p class="MsoNormal">THE END.