User blog:Beatdown/Warrior Of The Chief God? Chapter 1: For What They Fight For

'''Warrior Of The Chief God? Chapter 1: For What They Fight For '''

Mikhael as a child saw both of his parents get murdered by a monster who was a product of the now former Demon Lord. Traumatized he vowed that he will find and kill the demon lord. He was found wandering the streets, he was in rags and nearly starved to death. A soldier patrolling the streets spotted him and overcome with pity took him to the head priest who sensed that the boy's limitless potential and decided that he will be trained and added to the Chief God's army. A week later the Demon Lord was overthrowed by a young member of the succubus clan who then became the new Demon Lord. With a steel will, hard work and a desire for vengeance that bordered on obsession Mikhael became the youngest hero in the Order's history at age 20.A large man almost 2 meters tall and a body that appears to be chiseled out of stone he has a rough face, the face of a man who has been the heat of every battle and survived the harshest environments. He has blonde silky short hairs which neatly hang above his forehead and bright blue eyes, as a hero he wears a silver and gold armor decorated with the Order's emblem and an eagle head shaped helm. He wields the Aegis shield, the mighty sword Matte and he commands lightning which he can absorb, discharge and use to teleport in a flash. He was last seen at the gates of the Chief God City.

Gabriel grew up in a village in the middle of a forest bordering The Demon realm, his father and his clan of shadow men were the protectors of the village and trained children including him in their style of fighting. Growing away from the hustle and bustle of the city he developed a aloof personality living his life on a whim. He excelled in fighting although that was more due to a natural affinity and talent then any real hard work in fact the only thing he seemed to care about was his little sister who he loved with all his heart and swore to protect. One day however his entire world was turned upside down, a gang of monsters attacked his village while he was resting on a branch atop a tree ditching his training session, as soon as he saw the monsters attack his village he ran to his house where his sister was. He saw the house's door was ripped from it's hinges and from the dark interior of the house stepped out a figure which caused Gabriel's face to twist in horror and make his blood run cold. It was his sister, her form perversed with two wings growing from her back, a tail, two horns and fur covering her body. She had changed into a lesser succubus, behind him Gabriel's father let out a battle cry and charged at her. “Dad don't kill her" Gabriel yelled, “I have no choice" he shouted back and with one quick twist of the wrist sliced her head off in one fell swoop. Clouds gathered and the heaven's themselves starting weeping at such a tragic twist of fate, Gabriel’s father himself was holding back his tears while Gabriel himself cried and howled without restrained cradling his sister's body in the midst of the chaos. The monsters were driven back but the damage was already done, Gabriel became cold and distant even to his father no especially to his father more content to disappear for days and at times weeks into the forest training non stop twenty-four hours a day seven days a week. He wields two ninja swords and a pleather of Kunais and shirukens, he has attained the ability to manipulate shadows, opening wormholes through them to teleport around and making temporary solid constructs out of them. He wears thickly padded black and red pants and a jacket with hood which he scarcely pulls down preferring to hide his face as a sign of his deep shame for not being able to keep his promise of protecting his sister, he has a tall and lean body for someone in his mid-teens and a fresh face and blood red eyes with chin length slick back hair dangling just above the base of the back of the neck. He was last seen just outside Zipangu.

Israfil was a bright young boy who had potential to do great things but lacked the drive and direction to fully make use of it. Rather then daydream about fame and grandeur like most kids his age did he was content with helping his big brother who he deeply admired. His brother was a paladin and as a consequence became a celebrity at his little town, he spent a large portion of his time on missions away from home but whenever he came it made everybody happy especially Israfil who began to study and train vigorously on his brother's insistence. One faithful day he received word that his brother while fighting got in to deep with a powerful succubus and became an incubus as a result he was captured and executed right then and their by his own men. Unable to fully comprehend the emotions building up inside of him he ran, he didn't no where he was running nor did he care he just ran and kept running even through his legs began to hurt. He collapsed outside the Order's headquarters while a high ranking knight was walking out, their eyes met and Israfil overcome with rage at losing the only family he ever had screamed out "I need more power" as hard as he could. The knight looked at him in complete shock for a moment and then gave a devilish grin while maintaining eye contact throughout the encounter. After being taken in by the Order Israfil spent his days training himself to his physical peak and spent his nights reading every book he could get his hands on in the extensive library present in the headquarters. As he reached maturity he began to turn out very feral looking and aggressive with a face that was both handsome and vicious and hazel eyes burning with unfiltered rage. By the time he turned 18 he became rather tall and compact with dense muscles and long platinum hair reaching the base of his spine, he is seen wearing dark green cargo pants with a wicked looking large serrated dagger with an elaborate hilt attached to his belt and no shirt but a green padded sleeve and glove with a large leather strap covering a portion of his chest which has a battle axe larger then him slung behind him at an angle. He has the power to bend fire to his will which he can also use to teleport in a blaze of fire. He was last seen exiting Lescatie.

Azrael was a young boy who lived near the sea with his father who was a fisherman in his late twenties. He never knew his mother as she died during his conception but despite that he and his father lived a happy life together. Then one day Azrael's entire world came crashing down around him, he was sitting outside his house watching his father at pulling out his net full of fish and as soon as he turned around a Merrow came from behind and pulled him into the water. Azrael was momentarily stunned at such a sudden event but soon snapped out of it and ran in to the water. He dove underwater and looked around but it was hopeless the Merrow already swam away with her prize. Devastated the young Azrael dragged himself out of the water and began to weep bitterly over his loss. Not long after Azrael spotted a man dressed in a dark green hood coming near the sea and after washing his face with the water he turned back and started to walk back into the forest, curious Azrael followed the man back to a small encampment set up in a circle of tents with a large fireplace in the middle. While scanning the area curiously he failed to notice a set of large arms that came from behind and tightly grabbed him in a vice restraining his movement. He was brought to a man who seemed the leader of this band of mercenaries who saw promise in the boy and took him under his wing. Azrael trained diligently under the supervision of his new family developing unparalleled skill in wielding a longbow and spear while replaying the event of having the one he loved the most being snatched away from him over and over again in his mind which further motivated him to excel in the art of combat. During his preteen years he began to hear his mercenary brothers talk about a large and powerful organization that hunts down monsters named the Order of the Chief God, intrigued by this information he bid farewell to his adopted family and traveled to the nearest city which conveniently housed a large division of the Order. He signed up and using his enhanced fighting capabilities and desire for vengeance quickly rose through the ranks. Azrael now in his mid-teens has attained the rank of an elite knight sporting a silver plated armor which contrast's greatly with his short bright red hair and green eyes. He has a tall and toned body with a face brimming with confidence and youth, he has a long bow and a quiver full of arrows slung behind him, a sheath carrying a short sword attached to his belt and a spear which he carries around with him at all times. He has attained the ability to discharge blinding light which he can also harden and reshape into temporary hard light constructs and also use to teleport to any location in the blink of an eye. He was last seen at the edge of a cliff overlooking the Demon Realm.