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The Kings
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Admiral Squish
Super-Earth
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Name: Ba'ahram, Lord of Lust, Prince of Pleasure, Sire of Countless, Master of Succubi, the Twin-Cocked, Fount of Ever-Flowing Seed.
Description: Ba’ahram looms over seven feet tall, reaching eight feet if you count the six spires of obsidian horn that jut from his pale forehead, shooting straight up to form a natural crown. His skin is smooth, milky-white, unblemished and unmarked. His face is handsome, with a strong jaw and golden, predatory eyes. He has long, black hair that runs down his back and over his shoulders. A prehensile, forked tongue licks over a mouth full of pointed teeth.
For the most part, he looks like a large, pale human. His shoulders are incredibly broad and powerful, his entire body layered with muscle on muscle. His biceps are like softballs, his pecs like slabs of granite, and abs like boulders. His hands are large, with fingers tipped in obsidian fingernails that come to a short point. Below the waist, the humanity comes to an end. His thighs are massive and strong, and a short, muscular tail swings behind him. Below the knee his legs are double-jointed, terminating in tyrannosaur talons with obsidian claws.
But perhaps his most impressive feature swings between his thighs. Two massive tubes of flesh swing freely, like elephant trunks. Each one is thick as a woman’s wrist and easily nine inches long, even when completely flaccid. Behind them hang a set of four titanic balls, each the size of an orange, always busily producing oceans of aphrodisiac spunk. When aroused, the titanic shafts reach a foot and a half in length, 18 inches of virile shaft, ready to seed and breed any lucky female that catches his eye.
Background: Incubus was once the soul of a womanizer cast down to hell, after dying at the hands of a jealous spouse. His talent for the carnal arts was recognized by an incubus who made him one of them. For many decades he was a simple incubus. He rose in power and prestige among his fellow incubus, a class of demon generally ignored by most. But he was not satisfied being the top of the bottom, he wanted more, more power, more prestige, power beyond anything he could have had in his mortal life.
Over the years he mastered the art of lovemaking and with each soul he corrupted he grew larger and more powerful. Soon he began to use his skills on his sister-demons, the succubi. When he saw the lengths some were willing to go to in order to keep him interested, the first inklings of a plan began to form. One by one he began to ‘convert’ succubi to his cause. Promising more respect and more rights to his fellow incubi, he persuaded them to support him as well. Soon he had worked his way up until he was in striking distance of the Succubi Queen, Bahsemat, the leader of all sex demons. They fought for many years, careful political maneuvering and lots and lots of sex until finally he defeated her, and with the help of his loyal succubi, broke the queen’s mind, making her cede her title as ruler to him for the mere promise of more of his cock.
Once he’d acquired the throne, he gave an order fitting a demon king. He ordered all the incubi slain, his own spawn used to fill their old place in the ranks, ensuring his new throne would never be usurped. Now he rules the crimson keep, engaging in every carnal desire that comes to mind, personally satisfying a thousand-strong harem of lusty demonesses.
World: Ba’ahram’s realm is a floating island rimmed by a tall wall. Within the walls is a lush, vibrant garden, surrounding his palace, the Crimson Keep. The keep is a huge, opulent palace, crafted of blocks of red marble. The palace has countless rooms, each bedecked in silk, gold, and finery fitting a royal. There’s a massive, crystal-clear pool, kitchens that produce an endless array of mouth-watering delicacies, and dozens of bedrooms, each tailored to a specific mood or a particular perversion. Below the palace there is a large dungeon, which the lord ba’ahram uses to break the most spirited conquests. At the center of the palace is a huge throne of red marble decorated with fine silver and gold inlays. A pair of succibi are chained to the throne at all times, devoted to pleasuring their master while he remains on the throne. Every week, he rotates a new pair of succubi in. All through the house he is waited on by loyal succubi and a handful of his spawn. These spawn are the only other males allowed in the palace, and each is castrated, so as never to usurp him. There are two other buildings upon the isle, one for the pregnant and the young, the other a school where the more senior succubi train the others in how to better serve their master.
While a few of his spawn are castrated and remain in the palace, the vast majority are cast off the island to the bleak plains below. Here, uncountable armies of feral demonspawn mill about in huge throngs, following the floating island, looking for the cast-offs of the island. Four things are cast from the island. Wasted food, which the spawn survive on. Enemies, which the spawn soon turn into food. Male spawn, which grow quickly and soon join the horde in earnest. Perhaps the greatest, most valuable cast-off from the island are females. When a succubi displeases the master, or a mortal is broken beyond usefulness, they are cast down to the plains, where the endless armies of spawn fuck them for days, weeks on end, passing them from demon to demon. The mortals eventually die and become food, but succubi and other immortals become living sex toys for the demonspawn for all eternity.
Minions: There are three types of demons that serve lord Ba’ahram.
The first are the succubi. These are his most trusted and faithful servants. Each one is fanatically devoted to their master, through a combination of fear, lust, and awe. The succubi resemble beautiful human women with exaggerated hips, tits, and asses, as well as a set of small, batlike wings on their backs and a swishy, prehensile tail. All the succubi also have horns. The size of their horns is a quick visual measure of their relative power, longer horns denoting a more accomplished soul-stealer, whereas a newly-started succubus has only tiny nubs. Each one has different features, some with dark skin and smokey eyes, others with pale skin and blonde tresses, and yet others with more exotic features. Some of these are ba’ahram’s own daughters, bred from other succubi. They work alongside their mothers to serve their father. Thankfully, ba’ahram’s seed is so powerful and potent that any child he sires is almost entirely made from his genes, meaning there’s no need to worry about potential repercussions of repetitive incest.
The second is the eunuchs. These are hulking specimens of demon kind, the children of Ba’ahram. They are not particularly clever, as they are never taught much beyond manners. Ba’ahram uses them for their physical strength, to move furniture, and as a security force to protect his palace from intruders. In reward for good service they are fed well, and enjoy many pleasures of living in the palace. But they are, to a man, castrated, to prevent them from siring heirs, and to ensure that none can use his own tactic to rise against him. As a result, despite their hulking frames, they have surprisingly high voices.
The third group is the spawn. These are Ba’ahram’s male children, each a powerful physical specimen. They live on the plains below, subsisting on scraps tossed from the island. They are barely sentient, and for the most part incurably feral, but they still obey their father’s commands instinctively, making them a useful army should the need arise. They also double as a disposal system for unwanted things. The throngs on the plain make short work of prisoners and intruders, and servants that displease him are readily reused by the horde.
Blessings: Demonic Cock, Demon Seed, Dual Cock
Description: Ba’ahram looms over seven feet tall, reaching eight feet if you count the six spires of obsidian horn that jut from his pale forehead, shooting straight up to form a natural crown. His skin is smooth, milky-white, unblemished and unmarked. His face is handsome, with a strong jaw and golden, predatory eyes. He has long, black hair that runs down his back and over his shoulders. A prehensile, forked tongue licks over a mouth full of pointed teeth.
For the most part, he looks like a large, pale human. His shoulders are incredibly broad and powerful, his entire body layered with muscle on muscle. His biceps are like softballs, his pecs like slabs of granite, and abs like boulders. His hands are large, with fingers tipped in obsidian fingernails that come to a short point. Below the waist, the humanity comes to an end. His thighs are massive and strong, and a short, muscular tail swings behind him. Below the knee his legs are double-jointed, terminating in tyrannosaur talons with obsidian claws.
But perhaps his most impressive feature swings between his thighs. Two massive tubes of flesh swing freely, like elephant trunks. Each one is thick as a woman’s wrist and easily nine inches long, even when completely flaccid. Behind them hang a set of four titanic balls, each the size of an orange, always busily producing oceans of aphrodisiac spunk. When aroused, the titanic shafts reach a foot and a half in length, 18 inches of virile shaft, ready to seed and breed any lucky female that catches his eye.
Background: Incubus was once the soul of a womanizer cast down to hell, after dying at the hands of a jealous spouse. His talent for the carnal arts was recognized by an incubus who made him one of them. For many decades he was a simple incubus. He rose in power and prestige among his fellow incubus, a class of demon generally ignored by most. But he was not satisfied being the top of the bottom, he wanted more, more power, more prestige, power beyond anything he could have had in his mortal life.
Over the years he mastered the art of lovemaking and with each soul he corrupted he grew larger and more powerful. Soon he began to use his skills on his sister-demons, the succubi. When he saw the lengths some were willing to go to in order to keep him interested, the first inklings of a plan began to form. One by one he began to ‘convert’ succubi to his cause. Promising more respect and more rights to his fellow incubi, he persuaded them to support him as well. Soon he had worked his way up until he was in striking distance of the Succubi Queen, Bahsemat, the leader of all sex demons. They fought for many years, careful political maneuvering and lots and lots of sex until finally he defeated her, and with the help of his loyal succubi, broke the queen’s mind, making her cede her title as ruler to him for the mere promise of more of his cock.
Once he’d acquired the throne, he gave an order fitting a demon king. He ordered all the incubi slain, his own spawn used to fill their old place in the ranks, ensuring his new throne would never be usurped. Now he rules the crimson keep, engaging in every carnal desire that comes to mind, personally satisfying a thousand-strong harem of lusty demonesses.
World: Ba’ahram’s realm is a floating island rimmed by a tall wall. Within the walls is a lush, vibrant garden, surrounding his palace, the Crimson Keep. The keep is a huge, opulent palace, crafted of blocks of red marble. The palace has countless rooms, each bedecked in silk, gold, and finery fitting a royal. There’s a massive, crystal-clear pool, kitchens that produce an endless array of mouth-watering delicacies, and dozens of bedrooms, each tailored to a specific mood or a particular perversion. Below the palace there is a large dungeon, which the lord ba’ahram uses to break the most spirited conquests. At the center of the palace is a huge throne of red marble decorated with fine silver and gold inlays. A pair of succibi are chained to the throne at all times, devoted to pleasuring their master while he remains on the throne. Every week, he rotates a new pair of succubi in. All through the house he is waited on by loyal succubi and a handful of his spawn. These spawn are the only other males allowed in the palace, and each is castrated, so as never to usurp him. There are two other buildings upon the isle, one for the pregnant and the young, the other a school where the more senior succubi train the others in how to better serve their master.
While a few of his spawn are castrated and remain in the palace, the vast majority are cast off the island to the bleak plains below. Here, uncountable armies of feral demonspawn mill about in huge throngs, following the floating island, looking for the cast-offs of the island. Four things are cast from the island. Wasted food, which the spawn survive on. Enemies, which the spawn soon turn into food. Male spawn, which grow quickly and soon join the horde in earnest. Perhaps the greatest, most valuable cast-off from the island are females. When a succubi displeases the master, or a mortal is broken beyond usefulness, they are cast down to the plains, where the endless armies of spawn fuck them for days, weeks on end, passing them from demon to demon. The mortals eventually die and become food, but succubi and other immortals become living sex toys for the demonspawn for all eternity.
Minions: There are three types of demons that serve lord Ba’ahram.
The first are the succubi. These are his most trusted and faithful servants. Each one is fanatically devoted to their master, through a combination of fear, lust, and awe. The succubi resemble beautiful human women with exaggerated hips, tits, and asses, as well as a set of small, batlike wings on their backs and a swishy, prehensile tail. All the succubi also have horns. The size of their horns is a quick visual measure of their relative power, longer horns denoting a more accomplished soul-stealer, whereas a newly-started succubus has only tiny nubs. Each one has different features, some with dark skin and smokey eyes, others with pale skin and blonde tresses, and yet others with more exotic features. Some of these are ba’ahram’s own daughters, bred from other succubi. They work alongside their mothers to serve their father. Thankfully, ba’ahram’s seed is so powerful and potent that any child he sires is almost entirely made from his genes, meaning there’s no need to worry about potential repercussions of repetitive incest.
The second is the eunuchs. These are hulking specimens of demon kind, the children of Ba’ahram. They are not particularly clever, as they are never taught much beyond manners. Ba’ahram uses them for their physical strength, to move furniture, and as a security force to protect his palace from intruders. In reward for good service they are fed well, and enjoy many pleasures of living in the palace. But they are, to a man, castrated, to prevent them from siring heirs, and to ensure that none can use his own tactic to rise against him. As a result, despite their hulking frames, they have surprisingly high voices.
The third group is the spawn. These are Ba’ahram’s male children, each a powerful physical specimen. They live on the plains below, subsisting on scraps tossed from the island. They are barely sentient, and for the most part incurably feral, but they still obey their father’s commands instinctively, making them a useful army should the need arise. They also double as a disposal system for unwanted things. The throngs on the plain make short work of prisoners and intruders, and servants that displease him are readily reused by the horde.
Blessings: Demonic Cock, Demon Seed, Dual Cock
Cain
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Feb 3, 2011
- Location
- West Coast (PST)
Cain, Dark Magnate of Horrors and Shadows
Cain in the shadows
Cain in the light
Description
A demon of average human height, the Dark Magnate does not strike fear into those with his appearance. In fact, one would become filled with a sense of confidence that a single strike would befall this particular demon, whose physique could aptly be described as tone. His chin length strands, the color of crimson, draped upon his face, framing his cocky smirk. And while from a simple silhouette one would presume this person to be a man, upon closer inspection he is anything but.
Black tattoos ran up and down his exposed chest and waist, his arms and legs covered by tight black leather. In the darkness of night his markings took on the appearance of a void in his flesh. His golden irises beaming down at you, piercing the darkness.
At his choosing, the monster would extend his bat-like wings, the leathery membrane stretched between thin, black, bonelike fingers, deadly and sharp to the touch. And while simply twice the size of his arm span, it allowed the Demon to fly over his kingdom with great ease.
Background
Cain was not always in power. Once a servant to the now deceased Lord Zitor of the dark world Xylindis, Cain would find a way to take the power he felt was his to wield. Enticing his Lord into battle, the Dark Magnate pressed his Lord to take risks, proclaiming that his strategy against the Heavens was sound and their God would break. But then the Lord’s heart was ripped lose, the cunning demon would look down on his master with disdain as he watched the Lord expire, grasping at Cain’s leathery boots.
Cain had struck a deal with the Heavens, in secret. Knowing defeat was at their door, the Heavens pleaded with Cain to betray his master, giving him the throne of Xylandis. An enticing offer to be sure, Cain reveled in manipulating his Lord and now plots to expand his empire of darkness. The Heavens through they were buying their freedom, but in allowing Cain to rule Xylandis, they began a countdown to their permanent enslavement.
World
Xylandis is a world of death and shadows, where flowing lava runs freely from most of the highest peaks and a barren wasteland rests between the ranges of fire where the lesser demons and phantoms roam aimlessly, waiting to torment the helpless and weak. The obsidian rocks and the dry, dusty fields are home to the nightmares of all creatures. In their warped minds, they see Xylandis and watch helplessly as their darkest fears and insecurities are played out before them in a slow and agonizing fashion. Dreams so powerful that those that wake up swear they are not dreams but memories…if they even wake up at all.
High in the mountains is Castle Yanin, where lakes of fire and molten rock run through the castle built into the obsidian. The walls are dark and those that look into it would see their own reflection in the darkness. The castle consisted of large rooms, connected by thin pathways between them, with each room hosting horrors of unsuspecting victims. The throne room is decorated with black chains, in patterns similar to a spider’s web. And in the middle, rests a onyx throne, polished for the Dark Magnate to sit and plot his next moves
Minions
Xylandis is where nightmare breed and fester, and the terrors are brought in the guise of demons, phantoms, and liches.
The Demons were human in appearance, with bat like wings sprouting from their backs. Considered to be the front line, they brought horror, fear, and terror to creatures good and bad. Their skin is a pale gray, and their bodies are always lean and toned. They are highly intelligent and manipulative, often seeking amusement in the chaos they can bring with their words, rather than their actions. Both males and females come off as slightly feminine in appearance due to their builds and can wield basic magic, but are no match for Liches. The women are overly aggressive, often killing their mates in the heat of sexual passion, smothering their faces with their hot cunts or choking their victims mid coitus. The males, equally aggressive, are more likely to drive their partners insane, and find great glee in leaving their victims alive…but in horrible, twisted, states. It is because of this that Demons are not allowed to make with one another, and find their opposite sexes unattractive.
Phantoms come in many shades and vapors, and rarely in solids. In their normal appearance, they resemble skulls and a disfigured skeleton upper body. Able to change shapes, they easily blend into the environment and make for excellent spies. However when needed, they are able to materialize part of their forms at great expense to their energy. This has made Phantoms silent killers, able to sneak in and strike with precision against all foes of the Dark Magnate. Often considered the most serious of all Xylandis’ creatures. When not in their ghostly visage, they tend to socialize in a more humanlike (male|female) appearance.
Liches are skeletons, draped with small bits of rotting flesh, and covered by torn black robes lined with silver. They command the physical manifestations of the dead, as well as the memories of the fallen. And while their magic is powerful, their physical forms are so frail that a single strike will fall them. However, getting close to a Lich is easier said than done, as their spells deflect arrows and those that come within a handful of meters pass through their sphere of power, ripping flesh from their bones before ripping their muscles asunder. They also tell the best jokes and are quite fond of cats.
Nypmhs are creatures of pure lust. They like to have sex with anything and everything.
Ghouls are considered the lowliest of Xylandis' creatures. Often resembling decaying perverted semblances of their former races, shambling about with sunken onyx eyes and thin, unkempt hair. Virtually useless in battle, the Ghouls were used as slaves to the Demons, Phantoms, and Liches. They roam the desolate valleys of Xylandis often with small bits of their former lives, eating dirt and bugs. Sometimes they are useful to make a fleshwall with in battle, but mostly they are best at lugging large objects around for their masters.
Blessings
Mind Reader. Around Cain, your thoughts are not your own. He is able to see into your mind, flicking through your secrets. Given enough time, Cain will know you better than you know yourself.
Dance of the Incubus. Cain was once in a relationship with a succubus from another realm. She taught him things...or so she thought. Afterall, how else would he have learned how to make a succubus cum like a wanton whore, right? ...Right?
Unearthly Beauty. Cain was a vain one, and his lust for power led him to trade off his love, a succubus, for the deceptive powers that would disarm those around him, making them fall for his physical appearance with great ease.
Demon's Seed.
Demonic Cock.
Cain in the shadows
Cain in the light
Description
A demon of average human height, the Dark Magnate does not strike fear into those with his appearance. In fact, one would become filled with a sense of confidence that a single strike would befall this particular demon, whose physique could aptly be described as tone. His chin length strands, the color of crimson, draped upon his face, framing his cocky smirk. And while from a simple silhouette one would presume this person to be a man, upon closer inspection he is anything but.
Black tattoos ran up and down his exposed chest and waist, his arms and legs covered by tight black leather. In the darkness of night his markings took on the appearance of a void in his flesh. His golden irises beaming down at you, piercing the darkness.
At his choosing, the monster would extend his bat-like wings, the leathery membrane stretched between thin, black, bonelike fingers, deadly and sharp to the touch. And while simply twice the size of his arm span, it allowed the Demon to fly over his kingdom with great ease.
Background
Cain was not always in power. Once a servant to the now deceased Lord Zitor of the dark world Xylindis, Cain would find a way to take the power he felt was his to wield. Enticing his Lord into battle, the Dark Magnate pressed his Lord to take risks, proclaiming that his strategy against the Heavens was sound and their God would break. But then the Lord’s heart was ripped lose, the cunning demon would look down on his master with disdain as he watched the Lord expire, grasping at Cain’s leathery boots.
Cain had struck a deal with the Heavens, in secret. Knowing defeat was at their door, the Heavens pleaded with Cain to betray his master, giving him the throne of Xylandis. An enticing offer to be sure, Cain reveled in manipulating his Lord and now plots to expand his empire of darkness. The Heavens through they were buying their freedom, but in allowing Cain to rule Xylandis, they began a countdown to their permanent enslavement.
World
Xylandis is a world of death and shadows, where flowing lava runs freely from most of the highest peaks and a barren wasteland rests between the ranges of fire where the lesser demons and phantoms roam aimlessly, waiting to torment the helpless and weak. The obsidian rocks and the dry, dusty fields are home to the nightmares of all creatures. In their warped minds, they see Xylandis and watch helplessly as their darkest fears and insecurities are played out before them in a slow and agonizing fashion. Dreams so powerful that those that wake up swear they are not dreams but memories…if they even wake up at all.
High in the mountains is Castle Yanin, where lakes of fire and molten rock run through the castle built into the obsidian. The walls are dark and those that look into it would see their own reflection in the darkness. The castle consisted of large rooms, connected by thin pathways between them, with each room hosting horrors of unsuspecting victims. The throne room is decorated with black chains, in patterns similar to a spider’s web. And in the middle, rests a onyx throne, polished for the Dark Magnate to sit and plot his next moves
Minions
Xylandis is where nightmare breed and fester, and the terrors are brought in the guise of demons, phantoms, and liches.
The Demons were human in appearance, with bat like wings sprouting from their backs. Considered to be the front line, they brought horror, fear, and terror to creatures good and bad. Their skin is a pale gray, and their bodies are always lean and toned. They are highly intelligent and manipulative, often seeking amusement in the chaos they can bring with their words, rather than their actions. Both males and females come off as slightly feminine in appearance due to their builds and can wield basic magic, but are no match for Liches. The women are overly aggressive, often killing their mates in the heat of sexual passion, smothering their faces with their hot cunts or choking their victims mid coitus. The males, equally aggressive, are more likely to drive their partners insane, and find great glee in leaving their victims alive…but in horrible, twisted, states. It is because of this that Demons are not allowed to make with one another, and find their opposite sexes unattractive.
Phantoms come in many shades and vapors, and rarely in solids. In their normal appearance, they resemble skulls and a disfigured skeleton upper body. Able to change shapes, they easily blend into the environment and make for excellent spies. However when needed, they are able to materialize part of their forms at great expense to their energy. This has made Phantoms silent killers, able to sneak in and strike with precision against all foes of the Dark Magnate. Often considered the most serious of all Xylandis’ creatures. When not in their ghostly visage, they tend to socialize in a more humanlike (male|female) appearance.
Liches are skeletons, draped with small bits of rotting flesh, and covered by torn black robes lined with silver. They command the physical manifestations of the dead, as well as the memories of the fallen. And while their magic is powerful, their physical forms are so frail that a single strike will fall them. However, getting close to a Lich is easier said than done, as their spells deflect arrows and those that come within a handful of meters pass through their sphere of power, ripping flesh from their bones before ripping their muscles asunder. They also tell the best jokes and are quite fond of cats.
Nypmhs are creatures of pure lust. They like to have sex with anything and everything.
Ghouls are considered the lowliest of Xylandis' creatures. Often resembling decaying perverted semblances of their former races, shambling about with sunken onyx eyes and thin, unkempt hair. Virtually useless in battle, the Ghouls were used as slaves to the Demons, Phantoms, and Liches. They roam the desolate valleys of Xylandis often with small bits of their former lives, eating dirt and bugs. Sometimes they are useful to make a fleshwall with in battle, but mostly they are best at lugging large objects around for their masters.
Blessings
Mind Reader. Around Cain, your thoughts are not your own. He is able to see into your mind, flicking through your secrets. Given enough time, Cain will know you better than you know yourself.
Dance of the Incubus. Cain was once in a relationship with a succubus from another realm. She taught him things...or so she thought. Afterall, how else would he have learned how to make a succubus cum like a wanton whore, right? ...Right?
Unearthly Beauty. Cain was a vain one, and his lust for power led him to trade off his love, a succubus, for the deceptive powers that would disarm those around him, making them fall for his physical appearance with great ease.
Demon's Seed.
Demonic Cock.
Bal'liel, Conquerer of the Shadows, Master of the Night
Description:
Born as a Troll, before accepting the dark blessings of the Demon God, Bal'liel is nearly eight feet tall and solid mass. His skin has become leathered over the years, similar to a reptile, and his wings fully formed decades ago.
He has never relinquished the armor that he wore when he conquered Lodus, only having it altered as he took with the dark blessings and began to change.
His demonic visage is even apparent when he speaks, his voice has an unearthly echo, a vestige of the mortal and unintelligent psyche he once had.
Background:
The trolls of Lodus were as long as they can remember seperated into various tribes. The tribes warred and feuded, but there were very many customs and reciprocated codes among them.
For Bal'liel there was no law. There were no rules. Outcasted from his tribe he gathered other disgraced trolls to follow him. He layed siege to Lodus, ruthlessly and without remorse. When what was left of the tribes buried all disagreements to deal with Bal'liel's oucasts, the troll was given foresight to see that his reign of terror would surely end. Kaxul let him see his impending doom and then made an offer. For Bal'liel the offer was a blessing.
World:
Lodus, was once a paradise of nature and Troll living amongst each other.
Now the Trolls of Lodus are kept confined within three jailed cities. The outcasted trolls who joined Bal'liel to siege the tribes have been allowed to join Kaxul's army and recieve the Dark Blessings. The remainder of the Trolls are playthings for the Demons, livestock to be entertained with.
A few other races existed, but are now in rapid decline as they always had been smaller and defenseless against the nearly peaceful Trolls. Now they are near extinct and recieve far harsher treatment.
Minions:
The Troll Outcasts who originally sieged the other tribes have been granted the Dark Blessings. No other race or any of the conquered warriors were given the opportunity and have long passed since the former troll demons have taken the world.
Blessings:
-Tentacles
-Demonic Cock
-Demon's Seed
Okabe
Star
- Joined
- May 6, 2013
Picture :
In full armor: http://students.cis.uab.edu/dash/Chaos%2...20Lord.jpg
Without armor:
http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9G...XfW2uckyiA
Name : Khan
Description :
Khan is a 6"2' demon. His look is human, except than his whole body is covered in war scars, but using his shape lifting powers he can make them disappear at will. His whole body is muscular and his fights gave him a enormous strength. It seem that he don't age, and looks most like a 40 years old human. If someone saw him they could say that he’s just an old warrior who aged well. But he have one special attribute. The only part of him that is not that of a human is his eyes. They are of a shiny red. It is said that when he sentence someone to death, he makes him look straight in his eyes and the poor victim can see all the horrors that Khan himself saw or endured.
As a recompense for his loyalty, he got a gift from the god. As his blood lust can't always be satisfied, he received a demonic cock.It is usually hidden under his clothes, as he love to see the face of the woman that he will soon penetrate when she see it.
When he fights or wants to impress, he’s wearing his red armor, ornamented with parts of the creatures he killed. That makes him look way taller and bigger. His sight full armored is one of the most terrifying things a man can see. It is often one of the last.
Background:
Khan was born in the steppe of an arid planet. His whole life was dedicated to war, and his small tribe came to dominate the whole region. Then he got and offer from the Demon in charge of the planet. He would pledge fealty and in exchange would become a minor demon and the general of his forces who would be made from the army Khan had in the steppes. But that wasn’t enough for him. When his demon-master rebelled against the God, Khan raised in rebellion, fought his way to the throne and then offered the head of the traitor and his personal loyalty to the All-Powerful being in exchange of a place for him and his men in the world-conquering army. He was then elevated to the rank of King, and fought in the name of his God on numberless places.
Khan felt insulted when his lord ordered to stop his fight. But his master rewarded him with new powers and a world to rule. The Demon King accepted the gifts and started to use them for his own pleasure on his fief planet. Often he use his shapelifting powers so he can fight freely without being recognized., and his sexual powers to ensure a healthy line of children for porterity and orgasms for himself.
Planet :
Khan chose to rule a planet similar in climate in technology as 1950‘s earth. He rules from a palace located in a island far from the continents, Bator. All the old leaders are left with their lands. From his throne Khan sow anger and hate in the native rulers’ hearts, who are locked in an almost perpetual war. The planet started to change; armies devastated the land which was once beautiful. When a country is on the verge of defeat, it pays tribute to Khan. The demon King then unleash his armies on the attackers, save the besieged country and a truce is declared. But they only have time to heal some wounds before the war starts again.
Bator is the only intact place on the planet. There live people and slaves dedicated to the pleasure of their King, his minions and the natives Khan judged to be worthy enough to keep him company. They sit in a sort of Walhalla were they can have all the earthly pleasures satified.
Minions :
The most common minion of Khan is the soldier he imported from his own planet. They used to be men of the steppe, but like their master they received gifts and now they are more Demon than Human. Those excellent warriors guard the island from invasion, and ensure that relative order is kept on the planet. Their loyalty is unquestionable, as they fought with Khan for all of their lives . Their master consider them as his brothers-in-arms, and is very generous in gifts and praise.
There is also lower demons charged to serve the King. Those unlucky were all those the King found inferior : the cowards, the weak-willed. But this is only a temporary punishment and if the servant regain favor in the eyes the Khan, they wan be promoted and become classic demons who can live on Bator.
But the Demon King was worried than one day he may become weak and unworthy of his titles and of the lands he rules in his master’s name. He so designed a ploy to be sure than if he fell, one of his own blood would succeed him.
So when he started his life of debauchery, Khan started to father many children. All of them are taught the art of combat and Khan’s values, the most important being courage and devotion to your master and to your soldiers. They are then dropped somewhere on the planet and left to life by themselves. Most die from the hard conditions, but a tiny minority survives and make their way to the top of a country. Then they come with the companions they gathered to see their father. Parent and Child then fight, with the promise than if Khan is killed the parricide child would take his place. But it never happened, as Khan always beat his children. But he let them live with him on Bator, where they enjoy the same way of life than the King and form his personal elite army.
Blessings :
Shapeshifting
Demonic cock
Demon's seed
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Without armor:
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Name : Khan
Description :
Khan is a 6"2' demon. His look is human, except than his whole body is covered in war scars, but using his shape lifting powers he can make them disappear at will. His whole body is muscular and his fights gave him a enormous strength. It seem that he don't age, and looks most like a 40 years old human. If someone saw him they could say that he’s just an old warrior who aged well. But he have one special attribute. The only part of him that is not that of a human is his eyes. They are of a shiny red. It is said that when he sentence someone to death, he makes him look straight in his eyes and the poor victim can see all the horrors that Khan himself saw or endured.
As a recompense for his loyalty, he got a gift from the god. As his blood lust can't always be satisfied, he received a demonic cock.It is usually hidden under his clothes, as he love to see the face of the woman that he will soon penetrate when she see it.
When he fights or wants to impress, he’s wearing his red armor, ornamented with parts of the creatures he killed. That makes him look way taller and bigger. His sight full armored is one of the most terrifying things a man can see. It is often one of the last.
Background:
Khan was born in the steppe of an arid planet. His whole life was dedicated to war, and his small tribe came to dominate the whole region. Then he got and offer from the Demon in charge of the planet. He would pledge fealty and in exchange would become a minor demon and the general of his forces who would be made from the army Khan had in the steppes. But that wasn’t enough for him. When his demon-master rebelled against the God, Khan raised in rebellion, fought his way to the throne and then offered the head of the traitor and his personal loyalty to the All-Powerful being in exchange of a place for him and his men in the world-conquering army. He was then elevated to the rank of King, and fought in the name of his God on numberless places.
Khan felt insulted when his lord ordered to stop his fight. But his master rewarded him with new powers and a world to rule. The Demon King accepted the gifts and started to use them for his own pleasure on his fief planet. Often he use his shapelifting powers so he can fight freely without being recognized., and his sexual powers to ensure a healthy line of children for porterity and orgasms for himself.
Planet :
Khan chose to rule a planet similar in climate in technology as 1950‘s earth. He rules from a palace located in a island far from the continents, Bator. All the old leaders are left with their lands. From his throne Khan sow anger and hate in the native rulers’ hearts, who are locked in an almost perpetual war. The planet started to change; armies devastated the land which was once beautiful. When a country is on the verge of defeat, it pays tribute to Khan. The demon King then unleash his armies on the attackers, save the besieged country and a truce is declared. But they only have time to heal some wounds before the war starts again.
Bator is the only intact place on the planet. There live people and slaves dedicated to the pleasure of their King, his minions and the natives Khan judged to be worthy enough to keep him company. They sit in a sort of Walhalla were they can have all the earthly pleasures satified.
Minions :
The most common minion of Khan is the soldier he imported from his own planet. They used to be men of the steppe, but like their master they received gifts and now they are more Demon than Human. Those excellent warriors guard the island from invasion, and ensure that relative order is kept on the planet. Their loyalty is unquestionable, as they fought with Khan for all of their lives . Their master consider them as his brothers-in-arms, and is very generous in gifts and praise.
There is also lower demons charged to serve the King. Those unlucky were all those the King found inferior : the cowards, the weak-willed. But this is only a temporary punishment and if the servant regain favor in the eyes the Khan, they wan be promoted and become classic demons who can live on Bator.
But the Demon King was worried than one day he may become weak and unworthy of his titles and of the lands he rules in his master’s name. He so designed a ploy to be sure than if he fell, one of his own blood would succeed him.
So when he started his life of debauchery, Khan started to father many children. All of them are taught the art of combat and Khan’s values, the most important being courage and devotion to your master and to your soldiers. They are then dropped somewhere on the planet and left to life by themselves. Most die from the hard conditions, but a tiny minority survives and make their way to the top of a country. Then they come with the companions they gathered to see their father. Parent and Child then fight, with the promise than if Khan is killed the parricide child would take his place. But it never happened, as Khan always beat his children. But he let them live with him on Bator, where they enjoy the same way of life than the King and form his personal elite army.
Blessings :
Shapeshifting
Demonic cock
Demon's seed
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