Pronunciation: Blah ss fet
Nicknames: The Murder God
Age: 9,000 years old
Natural Species: Demon, (species unknown)
Eye colour: Lilac
Hair colour: White
Personality: Blasphet is a manipulative, mysterious and powerful demon of many talents and powers. He can be very seductive when he wants to be, thanks to the incubus blood in him, and unlike most demons, he has a good grasp on understanding human emotions. He has never loved in his life, but has been known to express a more caring side to his usual demonic nature, though it is not seen often.
History: His mother was a half blooded master demon, and father an incubus, and in a rare case, instead of the child being produce as being a full blooded incubus, he is a blend of all three magics, demonic, incubus, and human. Added to this, his grandfather, on his mother's
Pronunciation: Kel-toy-hor-ee-sam-a Nash-or-rock
Natural Species: Demon
Eye colour: Luminous green iris, with the whites of his eyes, black.
Hair colour: Black, with occasional green tinge
Personality: General demonic personality. Doesn't have a great understanding of human emotions but is better at showing insight than most demons. Has a strong bond with Kaelin, showing his capable of kindness and affection, alongside his ruthlessness.
History: Used to be ruler of a small province in a larger demon kingdom, but got caught up in a human war by accident, and has therefore been replaced. One thing led to another and now he is imprisoned in a magic binding cell, under the Freedom Fighters Organisation's HQ. Kaelin, however, is against his captivity and is currently plotting to free him.
Virgin: Yes, has no interest in anything sexual
Abilities: Has a very good range and skill of getting
I waited for you, today
But you didn't show
No no no
I needed you, today
So where did you go?
You told me to call
Said You'd be there
And though I haven't seen you
Are you still there?
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