The Realms - Semi Advanced discussion

✼ Nickname: ❝Give me a nickname, I'll personally make sure your life is a living hell.❞

✼ Race: Nine tailed Fox

✼ Good, bad, neutral: Neutral

✼ Age: 1000 years old but she looks 16

✼ Sexuality: Asexual

✼ Relationship Status And Who: No one she even wants to be with.

❝You will beg for your pathetic life? Hah, trash like you doesnt deserve to exist.❞

✼ Good Parts: Anyone whose literally taken the chance to actually get to know her, try to discover if she has any good parts. But she doesnt, her personality is horrible and pushes everyone away, so its quite understand able why everyone crazingly hates her with a passion. The things she does to hurt people prompts them to take away there own lives, but are stopped of course by the kind souls who treasure life. To say the least she has no good side, which earns her the rank of being evil, but she is not evil nor is she good, which so mamy species of so many kinds fail to understand.

✼ Bad Parts: Ahri is a detestable being, nor is she a very wise forgiving species, unlike the rest of her brethren. Whom she blankly murdered for their unforgivable betrayal to her person. Her ways cause problems to species even if they claim to be a peaceful clan or race

❝Legends speak of a fox earning strength, wisdom, and power the deeper they age. And the number of tails they have enpower the fox to the strongest they could ever be...❞

Ahri Destati, born a nuisance of epic proportions, a plague to the hearts of those who were unguarded to their emotions, a viper whose venomous bite has slain innocent souls. But was chosen to inherit the climatic essence of unmistakeable power. An ability only ever inherited by Mother Nature herself, the abilities of creating disasters to manipulate something more cherished, or more horrendous. Either way this demonic Kitsune child otherwise named Ahri Destati tarnished the status of her race, earning there utmost distrust of her personna, eventually leading to their ultimate demise.
Ahri was no simpleten to the ways of betrayal, and soonly after discovering the news that the wise, intelligent older kitsunes, each of which were millions of years older than a measly one hundred year old child fox. They sought to abandon her in open field to the very beasts they feared so much, and promised that a peace would reign between the two races if the Kitsune's offered one of their own offsprings as payment. However, although Ahri was furious to discover this senile plan of deceit and betrayal. The betrayal itself didnt stop her from offering herself to help thier stupid pact of peace. It only triggered her revenge, her wrath, her power that escalated to dangerous heights to skyrocket to the points of madness in power, and most importantly of all her eagerness to slaughter. To feel the blood rain down her body in waves of cascading crimson water, bathing in the sweet smell of her enemies blood was her darkest wish at the time.

Half an hour later the kitsune Elders teleported to a shrine built for a God of Destruction, the name of the God eluded their minds as their hearts banged with fear. Meanwhile, Ahri was covered head to toe in chains, as if these all powerful Kitsune elders feared the impossibly small child hidden amongst the chains. Afraid of her wrath, or her escape, of the destruction she would quickly create upon the arrival of the demonic hounds who only serve the higher class demonesses, and werewolves: the savage Alpha managed the ranks by barking out orders. No one would have imagined Ahri would slaughter all these species at an outstanding pace.
(time skip...)
Horrified and incredibly furious at the turn of events that transpired in less than ten minutes They ended this little treaty of theirs with her enslavement, something worse than death. SLAVERY! To these hideous creatures, one race using her one week and the other the next. Her eyes twitched with anger, and then she screamed, not in sadness, but in full annhilating rage. The silver chains incinerating into ash at her feet, her longer hair blowing in the wind in one direction, its raven colour fading into a pale white, and her nine tails growing longer and longer, until nothing remained but a beautiful child Kitsune with nine elegantly long blanched tails trickled with black at the very tips, hands balled into fists her sharp long black nails stabbed into her pale flesh, but she could care less for the blood that trickled down her palm to drip to the grass, feeding the bloodlust driven in the dogs eyes. She stared down at the blood, a horrifying grin darkening her fine features, and then she threw her head back and laughed, laughed with all her might, the sound ringing through the empty shrine. I would rather die then be your insufferable slave, you peices of cat shit! She roared with an annimosity, that succeeded the werewolf pack to tear her apart. She jumped up, doing a small agile flip through the hair, landing on the back of a werewolf with surprising softness.

Name ~ Nira Yamada

Nicknames ~ Ni

Race ~ Fallen Angel

Alignment ~ Constantly Shifting

Sexuality ~ Straight

Relationship Status ~ Single & Open

Powers & Abilities ~
The power Nira is known for has been dubbed "Equinox". It is what makes her so dangerous of an opponent for anyone no matter who you are. Equinox pools the power of both Nira and her target and then evenly distributes amongst them leaving the battle up to skill and versatility. This wears off with time, how long, however, is dependent on her condition. This can also be her biggest weakness as her dedication to balance and fairness causes her to often share power with an opponent who is considerably weaker, putting them on equal terms.

Alliance ~ None

Appearance ~



Nira has the appearance of a young girl with well kept pale pink hair and warm violet eyes to compliment it. Her cheeks are often rosy which is quite prominent on her pale skin. Nira is fairly short for her age and is actually very light considering her diet. Nira's style of dress is straight out of a medieval fantasy novel. She has a reddish cloak with a hood that is always kept down. Underneath is a white button up shirt with a brown vest over top of it and with that she wear tan pants as well.

Personality ~
Nira often comes off as being rather sweet and kind, she enjoys chatting and can often be found giving hugs to random people she passes by who seem to look sad. Despite this though she has bursts in which she becomes rather cold and uncaring, but these aren't too common. She's a big eater and is usually stuffing something into her face solely for her avid love of food. One thing some people have learnt the hard way is that you should never, no matter what, come between Nira and her food. Another thing to know about Nira is that she focuses solely on maintaining balance. She will make sure that everything is on equal terms with it's opposing force, good must equal with evil, dark equal to light and creation on par with destruction. She can seem rather intense when it comes to this, hence the reason she had fallen from grace in the first place.

History ~
Nira was one of the earliest angels to come into being, even surpassing several gods and goddesses as far as age goes. She was well respected by angels and a favourite of the gods which quickly earned her the title of the archangel. This came with very little dispute as she was, after all, the perfect idea of what an angel should have been. Nira was a being of purity, one who displayed innocence, she who was favoured by all, the conqueror of darkness and leader of the angels. Nira was feared by those who dwelled in the darkness and rightfully so as she had single-handedly taken down legions. Nira was even well liked by mortals who she spent time with, trying to seem personable. She is known to have even partaken in their contests, often having left with the win. It wasn't for a long time that her life would take a major turn. One day Nira was in deep thought, considering the perspective of those who dwelled in darkness. She realised that everything she was so convinced they were planning to do to everyone was exactly what she had done to them, by imprisoning them away from the rest of the world. She felt lost as everything she believed in so devoutly was wrong. She schemed for a time, planning her actions. Now, she still had yet to have her title revoked which meant all angels would have to submit to her will so it was easy to take them down. She caused a good deal of damage before she was stopped, however, her contribution was enough to bring balance. She was stripped of her title and expelled from grace, but she had no regrets, she brought balance and done what she had set out to do. After all this, she retreated far from the public where she lived out her days for a very long time. When things seemed to be changing she returned to the rest of the world. She took the form of a young girl so that no one would be able to recognise her and could be found eating the nearest restaurants out of business.

Likes ~ Balance || Food || Fairness || Kindness || Hugs || Food || Games || Music || Dancing || A challenge ||

Dislikes ~ Unbalance || Cruelty || Staying in one place || A lack of food ||

Song ~ ((I may or may not get to this at some point in the future))

Transformations ~





One thing to note is that this is her natural form, her human appearance is merely her materialisation rather than who she really is, but it is the one she uses most, which is why she considers this a secondary form. When she reverts to this form she regains full access to all her powers. It seems to reflect her alignment. It has the beauty of an angel, but some features are demonic and don't display the same angelicness.

Name ~ Claudia Hana Valeris

Aliases ~ High Summoner || Lady Valeris || The Purger ||

Age ~ 17

Race ~ Purgatory God Slayer

Alignment ~ Claudia will join whoever has the best offer for her in that moment.

Sexuality ~ Heterosexual

Relationship Status ~ Single & Open... Ish

Powers and Abilities ~
Claudia is a masterful summoner, arguably the best ever. She relies heavily on this power, summoning mighty beasts, legendary weapons and even people. Along with this, she had mastered an advanced technique called reverse summon which sends the opponent's summon back from whence it came or can bring the user to the location of something they have summoned in the past. Alongside this, she wields purgatory god slaying magic. It isn't too common for her to use it as it requires effort on her behalf, something which is unacceptable for a lady of her social standing. It takes the form of white beams and is often compared to fire in the sense that it creates an almost burning like sensation, but it is said to feel far worse as purgatory is the state of true suffering in order to cleanse. In any case, she will always choose to use her summoning over her god slaying magic when possible.

Alliance ~ None

Appearance ~



Claudia Valeris, the very image of elegance, class and beauty throughout all the 49 realms. Most any who meet her are infatuated at first glance. Her long hair flows like a lake of molten silver in a beautiful collection of well-kept waves. Claudia's eyes are a striking silver just like her hair, they are filled with intelligence that is set off by a touch mystery. She is porcelain pale, refusing to let the sunlight that shines upon the working a man to taint her noble flesh. She is followed by a scent of vanilla and roses, the very smell that fills her own family manor. Her outfits consist of black with greys and whites as the accent. Most commonly she dons gowns fit for the Victorian era of England made of the finest silks and fabrics. Along with this she usually wears a hat and carries a parasol so that she can shade herself at all times.

Personality ~
Claudia was raised in a family renown for its wealth, refinement and nobility so it seems obvious that she would possess each of these traits in vast amounts. She is sophisticated with a vehement aversion of all that lacks class, she expects others to address her respectfully regardless of their social standing or level of power. Claudia also assumes that everyone is well informed about the most tedious aspects of etiquette. It is relatively easy to tell that she was raised by a wealthy family as well, she treats most anything as disposable as, for her, they are. She has bought and sold entire companies because the manager of a particular outlet rubbed her the wrong way.

Genius is one word that quickly sums up a major part of her personality. One does not merely become the greatest summoner out there by being able to use summoning magic, one must study, find the mightiest summons, learn the minute laws of physics and master the reverse summon technique This requires a vast intellect and Claudia has just that. She memorises the most difficult and complex things with ease and can break down the science behind nigh anything that the world can throw at her.

In battle, Claudia becomes nothing short of horrifying, not only does she become cold and calculated, she loses any sense of mercy. She would summon the mightiest, most monstrous creatures one could only ever come close to imagining in their nightmares. She would ignore them, gladly crushing them underfoot like insects without remorse. Many people avoid a battle with her because of this, wishing to not have themselves crushed ruthlessly by the behemoth.

Something else that is rather known about her is her vanity, it isn't overwhelming, but she holds much pride in herself, but who wouldn't if they were her. She may brag every now and then, but she prefers to let her actions speak for themselves and then just stand back as others spread the word of her successes for her rather than doing it herself. Claudia puts her life's value above that of others so in a life or death situation you had better hope she is not with you as she would gladly toss you to your slow and agonising death before even considering sacrificing herself. At times this can be her most glaring weakness as she rarely ever considers her opponents to be a threat to her.

History ~
Claudia Hana Valeris, heir daughter to the estate and name of the esteemed noble Valeris family was born in spring, just as the flowers began to bloom and warm breezes carried promises of a bountiful year to come. From birth, she was cared for by attendants who would wash, dress and feed her. She would on the rare occasion see her parents, but it was solely for public events. Despite how little involvement her parents had in her life they paraded the infant around as though they had toiled day in and out to raise the perfect child. Claudia was a quiet baby so she never garnered any complaints from her parents who would always make snide comments about other parents who couldn't keep their children quiet.

Claudia was never able to get attached to anyone as most attendants were not constants were consistently replace, but there was one who was always there named Mary Blossom. To her, Mary was a mother figure and it just so happened that Mary took notice of some things. Claudia seemed to do everything at a younger age than other children, but anytime it was brought up to her parents they merely said "Very good," and continued on with their day, paying it no more mind. For Mary this would not suffice, she spent time with Claudia, teaching her things to see how she responded and to be brief She responded splendidly.

As she grew older she was entering the eye of the public. Her family was wealthy and powerful and she was therefore expected to live up to certain standards... And she excelled at all of it. Claudia proved to be the optimal daughter for the family. She was a beautiful young girl which earned her the attention of many young men and her natural affinity for academics made her a role model for young girls. Even warriors had begun to take notice as the girl took the world of tournaments by storm in the name of the Valeris family. She was respected in nearly all circles.

Being as important of a figure as she was it made sense that there would be attempts on her life, but oddly enough there weren't any for most of her life. This changed when a criminal organisation that went by the name of The Stone Golems. They were powerful earth manipulators and were masterful at stealth. They attacked her in hopes of holding her hostage so that they could obtain the family's wealth and then they would simply kill her off anyway, but things did not go according to their plan. Due to the fact that they were indoors, she couldn't summon anything but was able to use her purgatory magic. Claudia forced them away, obliterating anything they threw at her and finally pushing them outside where she dealt with them by summoning Typhon. It was this moment in which she truly became known for her battling prowess and finally achieved the lofty goal of impressing her parents.

Claudia's life had always been filled with trivial matters, after all, she was supposed to be maintaining her family name. Whilst, for the most part, Claudia was capable of carrying out her duties she had one that she truly despised. She was expected to get married as soon as she could. At one point her parents had arranged for her to marry an older man who ran a large plot of farmland. He had made good money, but he was an abominable man, just to run the farms he forced people into slave-like conditions and would starve any who dared question his methods. In short, Claudia may, or may not have reverse summoned him to the ziz where he then fell to his death after which he would spend eternity in purgatory for his sins. Despite her bad experience she did still wish to find someone, but she could be rather difficult to make like you as she is so selective about who she associates with.

Likes ~ Money || Power || Beauty || Roses || Sophisticates || Manners || Fine clothing ||

Dislikes ~ Peasantry || Drab clothing || Stupidity || The unsighlty || Lonlieness ||

Song ~ La Belle et La Bete "La Belle" represents Claudia

SEBASTIAN MOLOCH

* Black: when he is completely enveloped in hatred and corruption.
* White: When he is lost in thought, or something particularly odd is happening in his mind that he does not understand.
* Dark blue: Only ever happens when he looses complete control over his senses, and all sorts of madness occurs.
* Crimson: Usually bursts free when he is all happy to turn toward blood-lust. Which is why the fires are the color of blood.

Sebastian knows how sexy and hot he appears, and he uses this cause to get what he wants. And what he may or may not want is hidden even to himself. When usually spotted its hard to determine that this broad shouldered muscled behemoth of a man in actuality is a demon lord, just like his father and before him. His eyes are a glowing white with a little dark pupil only noticeable if you actually have your face all up in his, his eyelashes are dark and trimmed a bit short. The darkness of his hair covers the complete left side of his face, exposing just a snippet of the eye hidden amongst the dark strands, the one thing about his hair is that although its long in the front with a few layers cut it in, some longer hairs in the back move across his shoulder and land on his powerful biceps. Four horns are located on his head, two which are smaller and are hidden amongst his hair, the other two sharper and longer curved horns are on either side of his face are his ears. However since he uses an allure to deceive other species that his ears appear more pointed and not sharp. Only those gifted with a strong sight can see through the facade. Still on his ears whether they be horns or pointed ears, either way a small circle earing is piercing his earlobe, and two more grace the curve of his ear or horns. His lips are perhaps two or three shades darker than his pale skin, and one snake bite on the bottom right corner of his plump lower lip.

Given that he is a demon he gains the same personality that all demons seem to possess.

Cruelty: Although Sebastian Moloch isn't quite the man to show such cruelty to others. That doesn't mean he isn't immune to harming others with his ways, or seeking pleasure from those select few he shows chaotic cruelty towards. He is a demon after all don't think that just because he is more sincere and considerate that he wont hesitate to literally stab you in the back if he see's it would grant him a bigger title.

Loyalty: This trait usually appeals to him from the beings the Gods of Destruction intentionally want him to hunt down and butcher. Usually consisting of Angels that seek to "overthrow" the Gods of Destruction, God slayers that although have the power and technique to slay Gods, are still human. Which in a demons ploy is quite amusing and fascinating especially when he murders them in cold blood. *Hint hint his nickname*

Pride: He takes an immensly great time during his day to sit down and relax on a rooftop church and pride himself with his accomplishments. His pride is what usually keeps him going, especially when he rarely gets this close to death. Which in his case is entirely impossible, but he keeps moving forward.

He was the son of an Obyrith Lord and a Tanar'ri Lady
(view spoiler)[The Tanar'ri were the dominant subcategory of demons. Originally created by the Obyriths' as slaves, they eventually revolted against their masters, killing most of them and taking over as the dominant race of demons in the Abyss. (hide spoiler)] Even though the qualities of his living arrangement were suitable and completely superior to other races, his wealth and power were known throughout the forty nine realms, far exceeding the standards of even a king and a queen. However there are minor imperfections to the way of life he once lived, including the nonstop endeavor of enduring the continuing onslaughts of both demonic parents, if they can be called anything less than that. the tanar'ri were once a slave race of demons created from the poweress of an Obyrith lord, before the lower species quickly realized that by standing together they could overpower the lords and take complete control over there lands. This caused a daunting rebellion of complete and utter horror, one of the biggest wars ever to be had
: the Blood War. leaving the victory to a dominant subspecies ahead, and a completely wiped out race of Obyrith lords, with only a few that remained living.
And yet as the Tanar'ri race sooner found out, the Obyrith demons were quickly escalating to dangerous heights in power. and this did not sit well for he current Tanar'ri king, he knew the depths the Obyrith demons would ensure if they did not obtain what they conquered long ago, they would completely annihilate the entire Tanar'ri race with ease. So the Tanar'ri council reached a consensus that each year the Tanar'ri lords would unwillingly offer one of their most beautiful Tanar'ri daughters to one of the most powerful Obyrith lords in all forty nine realms.
Sebastian's very own father.

~Goddess of Mythical Creation~

Amaterasu lives only by the logic that if you respect her she respects you, if you direspect her she will make her number one priority to make you and the ones closest to you suffer. Although she is known for having one of the kindest hearts of any Goddess known to mankind, that doesnt mean she will tolerate the selfish insubordination of others considered to be of "lower" status towards her.

Don't mess with her! Although she is a peaceful woman and enjoys the company of many other races. And yes even occasionally being able to stand being in the same room as the Gods and Goddesses of Destruction. That however is not the enormity of her patience or the eloquent beauty in her smile, its her smile itself and the movements she will make that means "boy you better run... Like now." kind of thing. For example lets say she's smiling kindly at you, her eyes beaming with love and brightness, and constant happiness... But looks can be decieving and this is one look that although is quite innocent means so much more than just the eye can see. Get even a milimeter close to her she will pull you apart, as if she was the tweezer plucking the fuzz from the cotton. This behavior of a Goddess that is NOT a God of Destruction is ultimately rare, and has quite literally happened only once in her lifetime. After that little incident she was left dramatized and feeling an immense form of regret, guilt, and some intense self loathing of herself. Why? Because none of her brethren consider her to be a violent agressive kind of girl, always having her head stuck in the clouds, quite truthfully yes. And snapping like the way she did not only impressed her fellow Gods and Goddesses it didnt make her feel proud of hurting another being. Even if the one particular being was being selfish, inconsiderate, arrogant, so incredibly rude it didnt mean he/she had to suffer such a cruel fate that she gave.

So mature! So wise! Nothing quite upsets her really besides certain topics involving deaths of innocents including mythical beings, races, humans, animals, etc. But she is such a wise woman, becoming easily vexed that a young beautiful teenage girl weeps over the heartless deeds of her lover or ex lover. Giving the young girl a scornful yet appeasing speech that they simple cant escape. The words forming on her lips are so pure and sacred, her voice is sweeter than a sirens beautiful yet dangerous song. However holding a bit of disappointment that becomes unnoticeable even as she speaks, she doesnt wish to hurt anyone just to help them. Even such things as errotic behavior being displayed doesnt cause a single blush to form, just a sweet smile and a heartfelt giggle of adoration at the display of love, if it was a different display she would frown upon them and make it right in any way possible.

Amaterasu was born a Goddess, a Goddess of Creation and it was her duty to ensure the creation of the mythical races. Including dragons, griffons, pheonix's, manricore's, wyvern's, pixies, fairies, mermaids, sirens, elves, centaurs, minotaur's, etc. However such demonic creatures such as ghouls, demons, hell hounds, orcs, grim reapers, devil's, werewolves, vampires, etc, far exceeded her reach.
Then she met HIM Ryo's brother, or recognized as the famously popular God of destruction. With his black everything even his features were dark and extremely handsome for his own good, she wouldnt doubt it if he bragged about it. Because if he did brag about himself it would give her at least a reason to hate him. But even her wildest dreams came true and he was glaring down at her with disgust, his infinate black eyes peircing into her heart. She was stupid not to back down, or even feel intimidated by his presence. Instead she met his stance with her own, glaring just as deeply into his eyes as he was hers, daring him to spit his venom at her, just so she could spit it right back with vehemence. But both of them we were never given the opportunity to hiss or growl at each other

Each transformation whether a Dragon, Pheonix, or Unicorn fused with a Pegasus makes her capable to interact with that Mythical much easier than speaking or taming them. They just cant resist their mother no matter what happens to them. Also these forms are used to play with her friends or used to travel from one place to another when she simply just doesnt want to travel by teleportation

🔥NITIRI🔥
~Goddess of destruction~

APPEARANCE

Nitiri is a reddish skinned beauty with the looks of a Goddess, hehe, because she is one. She is the alleged Goddess of Destruction. Although she is an obvious beauty her features are more fierce and sharp, luring creatures of evil daring to her side with complete ease. Her eyes are a golden amber, an enchanting sight that bewitches anyone that stares too long into her irises, eventually causing her to take control of that persons mind and soul. Unlike the other Gods and Goddesses her hair is marked by fire, as in her hair is legit fire paires beautifully with wise antlers covering her head, touch her hair you burn, she walks by and her hair strokes the ground, the ground explodes into a fiery pit of hell, even glance at the crimson sparking flames in a loosely elegant pony tail trailing lower to her body she will snatch anyone right off the ground and burn then into a fiery grave with no mercy what so ever. Usually donning a tight zip up utiltity vest engulfing her upper stomach but revealing the area just above her belly button, however the leather frabic of her bra is entirely in clear view for anyone that has spotted her. Heeled boots created by obsidion rock carved in a perfect angular shape around the heel and up, paired with a brisk revealing leather shorts that show off her long reddish legs, even baring her thighs. But Nitiri doesnt seem to care what she shows or doesnt show, as long as she gets to play and destroy

PERSONALITY