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Description
EDIT: Changed his theme.

I thought I'd put him in here cause he's lonely.

Name: Lucius Faen (fain – rhymes with vain)
Age: Unknown, looks early 20s
Species: Fallen Angel
Height: 6’4”
Weight: 156lbs.
Purpose: He believes everything evil should be destroyed, but his view on what’s evil and what’s not is warped, the things that are usually good now being what’s evil
Nemisis: The people who banished him, ‘good’
Friends: Umm… N/A
Status: He was a battle angel, is now a… fallen angel arnoid: He has no job or position
Personality: Quick witted but easily angered, doesn’t have a firm grasp on his emotions, will lash out unexpectedly, holds on to grudges, believes in vengeance, is not a team player, still believes that ‘evil’ should be punished but he also believes the ‘good’ that scorned him should also be punished (lol, I can’t think of any good traits at the moment… )
Abilities: Powers:He could once use strong angelic (or light) powers but that was stripped from him when he was banished. He can still use them, but they’re unstable, he can’t control them as well, and the more he uses it the more his mind becomes warped.
Weapons: He found the staff on his wanderings through Earth (or whatever world he’s from ). It dulls the effects of his magic on his mind and he realized it was a gift from ‘above’ so-to-speak. He hated but loved it, later realizing the more he used it, the more it weakened his actual powers. This realization then caused him to become more angry which warped the staff’s powers, making his powers more attack magic than healing/purifying like light powers are supposed to be.
He also uses the claws that make up the upper… parts (forgot the technical term ) of his fingers, starting at the middle knuckle. The metal was embedded in his fingers (to the bone), another punishment for what he did. He can no longer touch anyone without hurting them. They’re extremely sharp and if he looses hold of the staff, he’ll use the claws.
Weaknesses: His temper ALWAYS gets the better of him, he takes things too seriously/personally, he’s weak mentally so any mental magic would work well against him, he doesn’t know when to stop and thinks he can always win
Background: He was once a ‘battle angel’, a being who went to earth (or whatever world he’s from ) to help heal the sick, defeat the evil, purify demons that plagued the world. He was very good at what he did, one of the best. This got to his head, making him conceited and jealous of anyone else ‘threatening’ his position. He felt like he had to get better, to be better, which caused him to go out of his way to find evil and destroy it. He began to absorb the evil that he destroyed, finding that it gave him extra strength. He didn’t work with other battle angels or whatever, going off on his own whenever it suited him. After a while, the evil he kept absorbing started waning and he began loosing strength. He panicked, searching desperately for more evil, until in his frustration, he began attacking the people he was supposed to protect, drawing demons out to partake in the ‘fun’. When the massacre was over and he stood over the corpses of people and demons alike, he collapsed, all power being drained from him. He later woke up and found himself chained to a wall back home, facing those of his order. They stripped him of the control of his powers, embedded the metal into his fingers, and cast him out, never to return to his rightful place. His wings lost their pure white plumage, turning to a dull gray. He tried desperately to get back, at first begging for forgiveness, later so he could satisfy his need for revenge. After a century he gave up, turning on the world he was now to call home.
Personal Quote: “Liars go to hell.”
Theme Song: Counting Bodies Like Sheep - Perfect Circle

Description
EDIT: Changed his theme.

I thought I'd put him in here cause he's lonely.

Name: Lucius Faen (fain – rhymes with vain)
Age: Unknown, looks early 20s
Species: Fallen Angel
Height: 6’4”
Weight: 156lbs.
Purpose: He believes everything evil should be destroyed, but his view on what’s evil and what’s not is warped, the things that are usually good now being what’s evil
Nemisis: The people who banished him, ‘good’
Friends: Umm… N/A
Status: He was a battle angel, is now a… fallen angel arnoid: He has no job or position
Personality: Quick witted but easily angered, doesn’t have a firm grasp on his emotions, will lash out unexpectedly, holds on to grudges, believes in vengeance, is not a team player, still believes that ‘evil’ should be punished but he also believes the ‘good’ that scorned him should also be punished (lol, I can’t think of any good traits at the moment… )
Abilities: Powers:He could once use strong angelic (or light) powers but that was stripped from him when he was banished. He can still use them, but they’re unstable, he can’t control them as well, and the more he uses it the more his mind becomes warped.
Weapons: He found the staff on his wanderings through Earth (or whatever world he’s from ). It dulls the effects of his magic on his mind and he realized it was a gift from ‘above’ so-to-speak. He hated but loved it, later realizing the more he used it, the more it weakened his actual powers. This realization then caused him to become more angry which warped the staff’s powers, making his powers more attack magic than healing/purifying like light powers are supposed to be.
He also uses the claws that make up the upper… parts (forgot the technical term ) of his fingers, starting at the middle knuckle. The metal was embedded in his fingers (to the bone), another punishment for what he did. He can no longer touch anyone without hurting them. They’re extremely sharp and if he looses hold of the staff, he’ll use the claws.
Weaknesses: His temper ALWAYS gets the better of him, he takes things too seriously/personally, he’s weak mentally so any mental magic would work well against him, he doesn’t know when to stop and thinks he can always win
Background: He was once a ‘battle angel’, a being who went to earth (or whatever world he’s from ) to help heal the sick, defeat the evil, purify demons that plagued the world. He was very good at what he did, one of the best. This got to his head, making him conceited and jealous of anyone else ‘threatening’ his position. He felt like he had to get better, to be better, which caused him to go out of his way to find evil and destroy it. He began to absorb the evil that he destroyed, finding that it gave him extra strength. He didn’t work with other battle angels or whatever, going off on his own whenever it suited him. After a while, the evil he kept absorbing started waning and he began loosing strength. He panicked, searching desperately for more evil, until in his frustration, he began attacking the people he was supposed to protect, drawing demons out to partake in the ‘fun’. When the massacre was over and he stood over the corpses of people and demons alike, he collapsed, all power being drained from him. He later woke up and found himself chained to a wall back home, facing those of his order. They stripped him of the control of his powers, embedded the metal into his fingers, and cast him out, never to return to his rightful place. His wings lost their pure white plumage, turning to a dull gray. He tried desperately to get back, at first begging for forgiveness, later so he could satisfy his need for revenge. After a century he gave up, turning on the world he was now to call home.
Personal Quote: “Liars go to hell.”
Theme Song: Counting Bodies Like Sheep - Perfect Circle