Asmodeus

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Asmodeus

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Species: Demon
Class: Demon Prince
Age: Unknown
Birthday: Unknown
Birthplace: Hell
Hometown: Hell
Current Residence: Hallow Oaks

Likes:

• His influence on others
• Temptation
• Lilith
• Human Desires
• Humanities' destruction

Dislikes:

• The Demon King
• Vampires
• His children
• Being in the limelight
• Cats

Strengths:
Weaknesses:
Fears:
Goals:
Physical Ailments: Not required
Psychological Issues: Not required

Personality:


Abilities:
Ability Weaknesses:

History:
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Mayari loves us more, that's why we were blessed with Magik and you're just weak. She wants you to suffer while we reign supreme. But I can change that... I can make you most loved by our mother, too. You just have to open you're mind to it. The Demi God whispered in his ear, fingers caressing his cheek as a lover might. The Demi God had appeared to Asmodeus like a fog, filling the air around him and writhing around his body like a snake might coil around it's prey. All you have to do is take me... The fog solidified and a beautiful naked woman stood before him, eyes as black as the Other Realm and smile devilish as she slid her hands around his waist, inky black fog coiling around his arms and legs. His heart pounded. Being corrupted by Magik was one thing, but to open himself up to a Demi God? To give her his body? It was a far step and Asmodeus wasn't sure what he was getting into. But he just couldn't ignore the woman as she pressed her naked body against him, tongue running along his jawline as the inky black fog wrapped around his entire body. Before he had a chance to either accept or decline, her tongue found his mouth and he responded naturally, unable to stop himself. He felt himself bloating with power, the inky fog driving into his skin like cold water. The woman pulled her mouth away from him to give him a smirk. Before his eyes, she once more became fog and with a cackle, she drove her entire being into his mouth. Blackness filled his mind and pain ripped apart his being. So much power was being driven into his being that he wasn't sure if he was going to survive. In the blackness, he pulled himself inside, attempting to pull away from the pain, wanting to allow the Demi God to take over. He guessed he understood all along what the Demi God had wanted; a body to hide in when Mayaria drove them out for their disobedience. But he'd never truly accepted the concept. Now here he was, giving himself up, allowing the Divine to take control of his body. Just when he thought he was going to be lost forever, he felt the pain lessen and the power receding, bringing him back out. When he was finally able to open his eyes, he found himself laying on his side, his wings stretched out behind him. He sat up, blinking the bright light from his eyes. This was certainly not the Divine Realm. What the Hell happened? He lifted his hand and looked at it, bending each finger. Whatever happened, he was granted his body back but he knew he hadn't gotten rid of the Demi God. In fact, he could still feel it holding heavy in his mind but somehow, it had been the one pushed aside instead of him. He smirked, clenching his fist as the inky black fog poured from his skin, surrounding his hand like phantom fire. He had the powers of a Demi God an no one to stop him.



Since falling from Mayaria's grace, the Angels and Demons had come to claim the new world quiet easily, settling in among the humans without so much as a hiccough. Even Asmodeus was getting used this new world and the new powers he was granted from the Demi God living within him. Being one of the first to be corrupted, his powers were already much stronger than other demons but with the power of the Demi God, his shadow manipulation had become stronger. It was long until he realized that not only did he control the shadows, but he also had mental manipulation and it began to work all its own. Around humans, he began to see temptation became much harder for them to control. By his mere presence, human women would throw themselves at him, fathers would ask him to take their daughters, even offering him their hands in marriage. At first, it had shocked him. The Demi God, though dormant within him, was still able to manipulate those around him by using him. And it seemed to have an aversion for lust. But the more the Demi God corrupted him, the more Asmodeus found he liked the idea of pushing the limits of people's temptations. He found it was even easier to slip in behind someone and whisper things into their ear and allow their temptations to take control. Humans only really needed a nudge in the right direction.

Never had he searched for a mate himself. Watching others destroy their lives while proliferating with others was more than enough entertainment. But that all changed one day. He'd been traveling-on foot for once- to another place in the world when he'd spotted her. She was watching him from behind a tree, dark hair matted and filled with sticks and feathers. She was completely nude and filthy but there was something that glittered in her dark eyes that drew Asmodeus to her. She was another demon such as himself and he was surprised to find the state in which she kept herself. When he approached her, she hissed at him and hid deeper within the cope of trees, seeming to blend easily, even with her wings. He couldn't help the smile cross his features. Pulling off his own clothes, he opened his wings and took to the tree tops as silently as an owl. He found her instantly, crouched down behind some bushes looking for him. He smirked and dropped from the tree tops, easily pinning her beneath him. She screeched at him, spit at him and kicked him but he kept a firm hold on her wrists, his smiling face above hers. When she finally quit screaming like a monkey, he bent down and kissed her, an aggressive kiss that got her squirming again but Asmodeus didn't relent. He continued to kiss her until she finally gave in, kissing him back. He pulled away, breathing heavily, his eyes black. "Submit yourself to me. Be mine forever and I'll show you true glory."

Her only response was a mischievous smirk across her bloodied lips.



Lilith's pregnancy, in his book, had been an accident. They'd been so caught up in their own lust for each other... well, it should have been expected sooner or later. She'd taken to the idea quite quickly but all Asmodeus could do was frown. Children meant distraction and distraction meant discipline. He didn't have time for either. He'd seen enough children in the human villages to know they were nothing more than mischievous imps meant to destroy your life. Lilith had been excited to bring another demon into the world, to quickly teach it their ways and return to the path of glory for all demons. He'd waved away her excitement, informing her that he would take no fatherly duties. The child would be her responsibility; like a pet. He assumed he'd have to protect Lilith during the later stages of her pregnancy but was surprised to find that she didn't need him. In fact, she got around a lot better than he thought and was still able to keep up with him. He knew the day his child was born. He'd woken in the morning to find that Lilith was gone. He smiled. Out of respect for him, she'd take "your responsibility" to heart. She'd decided to give birth... alone.

He'd taken the time to keep scouting. He had a hunch that he wasn't the only demon who'd hidden a Demi God within them when they'd been exiled from the Divine Realm. He didn't know how he knew this but he had an idea the Demi God's own thoughts were starting to leak into his own. On his journey, he met a small family. He watched from the cover of a rocky overhang as the woman, holding tightly to her mate's hand, also gave birth to a screaming human child with the lungs of a howler monkey. He frowned, hating to see their happiness. The woman called her mate's name. Adam? Wasn't that...? The woman smiled down at her son, tears glistening in her eyes. 'I shall call him Cain.' He moved away from the family. He would remember to ask Lilith about the man she'd first loved, the human who had cast her aside.

When he returned home, he found that Lilith had already returned and was making a meal. He had smile as she pulled the fur and guts off of the animal before viciously driving it onto a stick to roast over the fire. He supposed his taming of her would still need some attention. At her feet was a bundle and in it... not one, but two children. Asmodeus froze before them, eyes traveling over the infants in the hide blanket who stared back at him, identical down to the last piece of fair hair.

"Twins, Asmo." Lilith purred, bending and allow one of the twins to wrap a hand around her finger. "I had hoped for a son who could follow in your footprints, dealing destruction wherever they went and I was blessed with two of them. Aren't you proud?" He could feel her gaze on him, seeking the praise she had hoped he'd give her. But she was sadly mistaken. The Demi God within him surged with anger, driving out any of his own feelings he might have had for his sons. He glared coldly at them before turning away. "Train them well, Lilith. Sons only live to disgrace their fathers."



"Come away with me, Helen..." he whispered, making her shudder under his touch as he ran his fingers down her naked flesh, a line of goosebumps following his finger. He kissed her neck as she threw her head back and gasped. He could feel her shudder against him, her desire for him practically exploding from her. He couldn't help but smile against her skin as her nails dug into his forearm. "Your husband will never treat you like the Queen you are. Come away with me and I'll treat you like a Goddess. All you need to do is say yes..." he purred.

They were wrapped in silk sheets, a cool spartan breeze coming in through the open window. Asmodeus was well aware that just outside the doors of her chambers were her husbands guards, ready for the slightest sound within. Taking the name of the prince of Troy, Paris, it was easy to gain access to Sparta under the terms of their rocky peace. During a dinner party, it was almost too easy to slip in behind Helen and whisper suggestions into her ear. Women were such fickle creatures. All he had to do as work off of her already present temptations to cheat on her husband and then give her a chance to act on them. Naked and wrapped in silk sheets, their bodies holding a sheen of sweat, he had the young princess wrapped around his finger. But he was surprised on her stubbornness to give in to him. He'd never had to work this hard before.

He moved his body till he was above her, his body pressed against hers. Her breathing came in short rapid breaths and her eyes were wild with desire. He could even feel her arching her hips against his in desperation. He smirked. But he wasn't new to this game. By prolonging her desires, it was easier and easier to get the answer he needed. He bent down to kiss her and she hungrily returned them, her fingers digging into his back. He pulled away only to whisper against her lips. "Come away with me, to Troy and I shall make you mine."

Once more, she shuddered beneath him and let out a whimper. When he pulled up to look at her, he was satisfied to see his hard work had paid off. He could see in her eyes that she'd already made her choice. There was no doubt that her sexual desires had over-ridden her duty to her husband and people. "Yes!' she gasped. "I'll go with you!"



The Tudor era was certainly a change from the Grecian life by the sea. Asmodeus hated all the rain that came with being in England. He'd landed at a pivotal time in London, England that he couldn't pass up. The King, a portly man named Henry Vlll, had just broken away from the Catholic church in order to divorce his previous wife and marry a much younger woman named Anne. Asmodeus understood the inner workings of lust and knew that no part of this was dealt purely out of love. Even without his presence, lust had formed here, all on it's own. King Henry's court was a drip with lust and lies, it was almost like a den of demons. He took on the name Henry Norris and lately, whether because of his influence or simply because lust was already present here, he'd been gaining the attention of the new Queen Anne. When he'd first arrived here, he'd all intensive purposes of doing what was already done here but now he was just going along for the ride, enjoying his influence. Naturally, he couldn't ignore the Queen. Previously that evening, he'd requested a dance with her and was rewarded with her passive suggestions. However, the ball was now in his court. Courting the Queen under the nose of everyone in court was just something that wasn't easily done, even if he was the Lord of Lust. Lucky for him, the Queen's chambers were separate from her husbands and only a light guard duty was stationed down her hall. Before this trip, he'd visited the wonderful Madam and bought three girls who now trailed behind him, shy smiles on their faces. But he had no interest in them. He'd paid for their services for another reason. He would have to actually work this one.

He came down the hall that held the Queen's chambers and, as expected, he was cautiously greeted by the two guards positioned outside her door. "Halt! This is the Queen's private chambers! You are forbidden from being down here! State your name please, sir!"

Asmodeus bowed, as was the custom of the era and smiled a charming smile at the guards. "My name is Henry Norris and have urgent business with the Queen." he motioned to the three girls behind him who, he was surprised, the Madam had dressed rather properly. "These are the Queen's new chamber maids. I was to make sure they made it safely."

The two guards looked at each other before turning to Asmodeus with smirks. He grew giddy with excitement. Already his influence was affecting their sense of right and wrong and he already had a feeling he knew what the guards planned on doing. "You can leave them here. We'll make sure they are given to the Queen unharmed." They walked over and passed Asmodeus, reaching for the girls and grabbing their wrists. Asmodeus saw his hole and moved. He whispered in the guard's ears, swirling their desires and temptations, convincing them that their specific thoughts weren't wrong. In fact, the girl's knew their jobs. They easily accepted the guards and quickly distracted them. Asmodeus moved off, heart pounding as he found the Queen's door and let himself in. He wasn't surprised of the King's lust for this young woman. She was certainly beautiful and, if he had been a normal man, would have easily been put under her spell. She lounged on her day bed, bare legs exposed and tunic untied in the front, leaving not much for the mind to wonder. She smiled shyly at him and Asmodeus returned her grin, closing the door behind him. Piece of cake.



"What do you mean we stop working?" He slammed the Angel up against the wall, eyes black as his wings flared open, "pissed off" radiating off him like a sun.

Without missing a beat, the Angel glared back at him. "There is too much chaos, too much Sin. We can no longer clean up your messes! This endless war must stop now before it gets out of hand!"

Asmodeus just wanted to snap the Angel's neck and he felt the power of the Demi God rise up inside him, wanting to do the same thing. It was scary that after so many centuries, he and the Demi God had practically become one mind. Instead, he let go of him and the Angel dropped to the floor, brushing himself off, seeming unperturbed by his outburst.

"No one asked you to "clean up after us"." he growled threateningly. "Why should I give a shit that you can't keep up with some silly notion that you have to clean up after us?"

The Angel shrugged, throwing on a mask of indifference. Oh, he was good. "You demons are not the only ones with Demi Gods nestled in your very being like parasites. Fortunately for us Angels, who were not corrupted by Magik, the Magikal influence leans more virtuous than yours and, unlike you Demons, we want to protect the fragile human lives. We juggled the idea of just outright killing you seven but then, that would make us as bad as you. So we decided on creating the Accords, a truce that we would all cease our influences and allow humans to live our their predetermined lives."

Asmodeus crossed his arms, still not jumping on the bandwagon. "What's in it for me? Sounds like a boring life and much prefer my entertainment."

The Angel flinched but continued on without a hitch. "We all know that the Demi God inside us all is slowly taking over our minds and we fear it won't be long till we lose our bodies too. We've figured out that the more we feed the Demi God our Sin or Virtue, the more it grows and takes over. If we stop "feeding" it, it'll remain dormant once more."

Asmodeus froze as the Angel's words resonated. He remembered, long ago, when he'd still been a part of the Divine Realm, when the very thought of the Demi God had terrified him. Sure, he'd accepted the Demi God into him but he hadn't had thoughts like he did not, wouldn't have even considered doing the things he'd done. Was it possible he could return to the real him? But then, the Demi God's thoughts rushed up and he felt the hard anger closing him up from those thoughts. Like Hell he would make a deal with a damned Angel! They were just jealous! That's all it was! He crossed his arms. He'd go along with this, for now. Eventually, the world would be ripe for his influence once more and he'd be entering into a blank slate. Perhaps he could use a beak but he had no intentions of agreeing to this accord. He'd allow the Angel to think he was; a security blanket so to speak.

"Fine, I'll agree to your Accords. But that doesn't mean I want a fucking Angel breathing down my neck every moment of my life. Got it?" he demanded.

The Angel shrugged and pulled out his wings. "We have our ways of finding you otherwise, Asmodeus. I would take our warning seriously. Do you really want to unleash a Demi God onto the world? It would far out pass any of our abilities and would turn this world to dust. We cannot return to the Divine Realm, Asmodeus. We would be forced to live in desolation for all eternity." And with that ominous note, he took into the air once more, leaving Asmodeus to frown after him.



Let those fucking Angels come after him. He'd meet them head on, Divine Weapons or not, he wasn't going to be their prisoner any longer. He'd been granted these powers for the sole purpose of destroying humanity and here they were pretending to make an "agreement" that none of them would interfere with their "fates" as the Angels called them. Bullshit! It was the Angel's way of trying to take control and he wasn't going to sit around and take it anymore! The first thing he did was search out Lilith. Too long away from her made his own desires unfulfilled. Reunited, he headed to New Orleans in search of his newest adventure. Unaccustomed to being in the limelight, Asmodeus was content with staying in the shadows and operating under everyone's attention. While Lilith tried her hand at gaining attention, Asmodeus works from the underground. For now, he's content with getting customer's to Lilith's strip club but he has plans to once again, drive lust into the hearts of all humans and remind them that they aren't without Sin.