Eye of a demon, heart of a man
Name: Dezi/
Dnais
Nickname: Dez/
Nais/
Dazn
Age: Unknown
Abilities:
Demonic Eye
Has a corrupt left eye which contains a demon. This allows him to be many times faster than the average human. In the presence of light, will turn him into a demon with even more enhanced speed, strength and eyesight. Also grows wings, larger horns, scales and clawed fingers in this state. Able to take flight. The demon also grows tiny fangs and has wider lips.
The demon's sole mission is to destroy anything in it's way - it also feeds on human flesh.
Telepathy
the sound of a bell ringing can be heard before and after he speaks. If he focuses hard enough, he can tap into your thoughts.
Hand to hand combat
Usually waits for his opponent to attack before attacking, has fast reflexes.
His fighting style is a mix of Karate, Aikido and Jujutsu. e.g:
Aikido is where one uses joint locks and throws to turn an attacker's force into a defense against that force.
Jujutsu uses one's opponent's attack and turns it on the attacker. It uses grapples for disabling an armed(or armored) opponent.
Karate is attacking without weapons. One uses many of his body to attack, especially the limbs. It also uses vital point strikes
Weapons
Dual daggers with the words Iracundia and Lacrimosa engraved on either blade.
Weaknesses:
Demonic Eye
He has difficulty controlling himself in this state. He can still command his own movements and thoughts a little by wrapping whips around his arms - cutting his arms allows him better control over the demon.
Despite the enhancements it gives him, Dezi now is very sensitive to the dark, and his wings, arms and lower body are weak. He gets tired easily as his horns, although small, weigh him down.
His left eye needs to be completely cut off from light for the demon to be sealed. Staying too long in this state will either allow the demon to take complete control or cause Dezi to collapse.
Telepathy
He only ever taps into your thoughts once as it drains him when he does so. One needs to be in his line of sight for him to do any Telepathy on them.
In human state, Dezi isn't as effective against a far-ranged fighter.
Story:
No one really know's how he came about, not even Dezi himself. He simply awoke in the middle of a crater on earth. He only remembered his name and being - a human like creature which housed an ancient immortal demon. His true purpose and origin is yet unknown. By then, the demon was already lying deep within his eye.
It stayed asleep until Dezi reached his 16th year on earth. He found that whenever his left eye was in the presence of light, he could not control the impulse to destroy everything in his path. He was brought back to his human state when night came. Horrified and ashamed of his actions, Dezi hid in a cave for centuries, attempting to tame the demon lying inside of his eye. He lives on the streets, roaming the earth. Ostracized and feared by many for his looks, he was left quite alone. Till now, he searches for some sort of cure to destroy or remove the demon within him. His permanent home is currently the cave he had hid in.
Personality:
Dezi is actually a very sweet and calm person. He is a little awkward around people but is still friendly. However, he is generally a very serious no nonsense person as well as being extremely cautious around new people and surroundings. He likes to plan and analyze things before entering a battle. No one has ever heard him speak nor made verbal sounds except in their minds. It is not known if he can speak or not. He cares for most life on earth and normally wouldn't kill, which is one of his most greatest weakness.
He would be good at hiding his emotions, especially negative ones except that his glowing tattoos would give him away. He has a colder side which he puts on in fighting. He has no qualms about injuring another person if necessary.
Demon state:
The demon believes it fears nothing. He gets enraged more easily but still has that calm demeanor. He is confident and relishes the power he has. Whenever he is awakened, he takes in everything quickly and is quick to understand his situation. Neither human nor demon share memories but can have a leak over when both are awake. Meaning they can see things the other sees. Both fight for control over the body.
Appearance:
Dezi, despite housing a demon, isn't bulging with muscles or any of that sort. He has the body like that of an 18-year-old. He has long raven black hair that covers his left eye. He also has wrappings to cover his left eye. He has tattoos along his cheeks and one on his forehead. They flash/glow different colors when he speaks as well as to show his emotions. (Blue-Speaking Grey-neutral Red-Anger etc)
His left eye is silver whereas his right is blue. His skin is very pale. Has small but noticeable red horns on the sides of his head. Dezi wears dark colours such as a black shirt and belt. (Wears hoodie in public)
Two strips of leather with pieces of sharp bone are attached to his belt. These are used by Dezi not to attack but to control himself in the demonic state. Bandages wrap his arms, covering many scars made by the leather. Leather sheaths around both his legs for his daggers. He wears no shoes over his clawed feet
Demon state:
Has scales along the bridge of his nose, back of neck and shoulders. Wings slightly larger than Dezi sprout from the center of his back and his reddish horns enlarge from the sides of his head. Fingers turn into long claws. His lips stretch disgustingly far, reaching almost to his ears. Two small fangs can be seen sometimes.
BLUE: Intellectual.
Intelligence, communication, trust, efficiency, serenity, duty, logic, coolness, reflection, calm, aloofness, lack of emotion.
BROWN
Seriousness, earthiness, reliability, support, lack of humour, heaviness, lack of sophistication.
BLACK
Sophistication, glamour, security, emotional safety, efficiency, substance, oppression, coldness, menace, heaviness.
GREEN: Balance
Harmony, balance, refreshment, restoration, reassurance, environmental awareness, peace, boredom, stagnation, blandness.
GREY
Psychological neutrality,lack of confidence, dampness, depression, lack of energy.
ORANGE
Physical comfort, food, warmth, security, passion, abundance, fun, deprivation, frustration, immaturity.
PINK
Physical tranquility, nurture, warmth, inhibition, physical weakness.
RED: Physical
Physical courage, strength, warmth, energy, basic survival, 'fight or flight',excitement, defiance, aggression, strain.
YELLOW: Emotional
Optimism, confidence, self-esteem, emotional strength, friendliness, creativity, irrationality, fear, emotional fragility, anxiety.
VIOLET: Spiritual
Spiritual awareness, luxury, authenticity, truth, quality, introversion, suppression, inferiority.
WHITE
Clarity, purity, cleanness, simplicity, sophistication, efficiency, barriers, unfriendliness
Aqua - emotional healing and protection.
Brown - stability.
Dark blue - knowledge, power, integrity, and seriousness.
Dark purple - gloom and sad feelings. It can cause frustration.
Dark orange - deceit and distrust.
Dark red - vigor, willpower, rage, courage, malice, and wrath.
Dark green - ambition, greed
Dull yellow - caution, decay, sickness, and jealousy.
Gold - illumination, wisdom.
Light red - joy, passion, sensitivity
Light blue - tranquility, understanding, and softness.
Light yellow - with intellect, freshness
Olive green - peace.
Pink - friendship.
Red-orange - pleasure, domination, aggression, thirst for action.
Yellow-green - sickness, discord.
The figure of a human sleeping at the corner of the street attracted the attention of four men.
"Yo boss. We rob that man maybe?"
"Fool. He sleeps on the road. He probably has no money on him."
"Or his wife kicked him out for drinking."
The larger and leader of the four, Callos, chuckled. "Perhaps Monday, perhaps."
The sun had just begun to rise, lighting up the quiet street. As the four approached, they noticed something different about the man. The first was that he had horns growing from his head and the second, that he had clawed feet. Greyish tattoos on his head seemed to pulse in time with his heartbeat. They surrounded the man, staring down at him.
"What is he?"
"I am a human." Tristle took a step back. Dezi blinked his eye open. "What are you doing here? You... look like bad people." He squinted at the men.
"What are you? A ventriloquist?" Dezi doesn't answer. Monday moves, slamming Dezi backwards. He tumbled but rolled to his feet.
"Answer my boss's question! Do you not know who we are? We are the Lost Phoenix! We terrorize this city and people fear US!"
"It matters not who you are. I can and will beat all of you four." His tattoos turned from blue to a dark magenta hue before fading back into a soft blue. Kori, the fourth of them, threw himself at Dezi, sword in his hand. Dezi drew his daggers from their sheaths and their blades clashed and for a second, Kori had the upper hand, his sword coming close to slicing through Dez's flesh. He pushed back with a sudden burst of strength, unbalancing Kori. Dezi flipped the robber and stabbed him in the side as he fell. He turned his back to the howling man and waited for the others to make their move.
"Get him from all sides! Corner that creature!" Callos roared. Dezi turned and ran, claws scrambling against the cobblestones. He turned to look behind. They were gaining on him. Not for the first time, Dez wished he could rid himself of his horns. Just as they reached him, he pulled back, twisting around and slamming his elbow into Monday's head and causing the others to change course or stop to avoid crashing into Dezi. Dezi grabbed the stunned Monday and flung him into the wall. As Dez got back his bearings, a glint of light caught his attention. He threw up his arms just in time. The two, Tristle and Dez got into a tough wrestling match.
"You are strong for a wiry human."
"I guess that means... You're weak." Tristle grunted. Suddenly, Dezi's head was wrenched back and a pain stabbed between Dez's shoulder blades. His back arched and he howled. Callos and Tristle grabbed their heads in pain, his mental screeching echoing in their heads. Callos had snuck up behind and leapt onto Dezi's back, slipping a blade into his flesh. Dezi staggered forward, blood trickling down his back. Through all the commotion, his cloth wrappings had come loose, and had been blown away. He shuddered
"What's going on?"
"His eyes..."
"No... look what you have done!" His one silver eye pulsed, faster and faster. Dez attempted to cover his eye with one hand while scrambling to wrap the whips around his arm with the other hand but to no avail. His body rippled as wings tore though his back, knocking the blade out. His horns grew larger and skin in several places folded inward and out, hardening into scales.
"After so many decades, I am finally awake!" Dezi's eyes took on a harsh glint. He licked his lips and curled his clawed hands tightly over the daggers.
"Get out your gun Tristle."
"Boss?"
"Don't argue with me Tristle and do it."
Callos brought up his pistol hooked to his waist and aimed at the half-demon. Dezi zoomed in on Callos finger on the trigger and watched for any sign of movement. Silence stretched long and tense. Callos finger twitched. "Now!"
Both men hesitated a second before pressing the trigger. The tiny sign and short delay was enough. Dezi shot upwards just before Callos fired, dodging the bullet. He dove, slamming a dagger into the leader's head. Callos died instantly, blood and bits of skull and brain exploded. Tristle watched on in horror as the demon, which now possessed the body, began to scoop out his former leader's brains and eat it. Tristle took several steps away and broke into a run. Alerted by the noise, Dez raised his head. He grinned and took a humongous leap and glided before landing before Tristle.
"Why are you running away human? I am merely consuming food." He sounded more amused than confused. Tristle trembled and stared at the bloody lips of the demon.
"Get out of my head! Get away from me you monster!"
"I see you are afraid... You should be..."
"I'm sorry! We didn't mean to! I -" he was cut off by Dezi who grasped Tristle's shoulders, drew him close and bit down. Tristle's dying screams could be heard from miles away.
--Evening--
The demon stood in the middle of a destroyed neighbourhood, admiring his work. The sun was starting to set and a pain worked through his head and the demon winced.
"What have you done!? What have I done?" Dezi blinked, gaining clarity for a moment. He slumped to the floor, quickly binding his arms with the whips. Almost instantly, blood soaked the bandages. Angry and sorrowful tears pricked Dezi's eyes as he ripped a corner of his shirt to conceal his left eye. A tingle rushed through his body. His wings flapped a few times as if in protest before bursting into flames. In a flash, the flames had disappeared, as had his wings. His horns shrunk, claws softening into fingers and scales twisting into skin. His lips returned to their normal state. Taking a few stumbling steps, Dezi almost fell but supported himself by hugging the pillar, all that was left of a building. Dezi heaved, throwing up all that he'd eaten. His tattoos flared a yellowish green and deep purple. Thick with emotion, Dezi left the wreckage.
IgnusBurns : [thread=98100]Time Hunter[/thread]
He seems like the kind of guy who is too laid back and sees the best in everyone. We'll see how well he fares in battle. He believes not in demons. I will show him what I really am and what it is like to look a demon in the eye.
nightshademalice : [thread=98117]Kai Havoc[/thread]
A beast lies within him too. Perhaps he and I have a thing or two in common. I will destroy the wyvern, the only feared and powerful beast on this earth should be me and me alone.
TheChosenGamer : [thread=98169]Maguma[/thread]
Just imagine, a man who controls the heat of the earth and bends it to his will. Lets see what he can do. A fire boy? Only the dragons and under-worlders tame the flames. Allow me to teach him the dangers of playing with fire.
DelorMaximus : [thread=47403]Serena Richards[/thread]
She uses her voice to battle! How exciting. I must see this talent at work for myself. What an oddball. I have never heard of a singing gladiator. I will crush her voice, then I will crush her spirit and body.
ayamketimun : [thread=98428]Strikebound-Feather[/thread]
A most intriguing gladiator with an interesting past. She has quite the unique abilities that I must put to the test. Resistant to my telepathic powers and week to my form of speech? How foolish. She will be easy to destroy when the time comes.
Points: 0/1/0
[thread=98454]Versus[/thread] IgnusBurns : [thread=98100]Levi M. Strider[/thread]
Result: Loss
He is certainly a worthy opponent. I have seen purpose in his eyes - a powerful future yet to be fulfilled. Well... I certainly didn't finish the job but Levi is a very intriguing creature. I look forward to seeing him again, and this time, finish him off.
Availability: Ill = No