Name: Kain
Age: 175
Sex: Male
Race: Human (Can change into various demons)
Hair: Shoulder length blonde
Eyes: Red but when in angelic for they change to green
Clothing: Black pants, black boots and a black shirt. Over the shirt he wears a red and black trench coat that barely touches the floor.

Demon Forms:
Can change into 3 demons of a different element. There is an angel form that isn't counted as a demon and there is also a way to merge the 3rd demonic form with the angelic one.


Weapons:
Blood-Burner: Katana with a thin layer of acid. Does burn what it touches
Twin Daggers: Two daggers that can be controlled through the power of Kains mind

Attacks:
Fire Ball: Creates a ball of fire in the tip of his sword. Then focusing on the target
Kamakazie: As a demon Kain is able to fly into the air and using the twin daggers to spin rapidly around him causes the oxygen to catch fire. As a large fireball Kain tucks his wings in and dives into his enemy

Magic:
Cure: In his angelic form only Kain is able to heal people
Fireball: Read attack section

Story: It all started way back when. In the medieval times. There was a young boy living his life just as god had intended. He would grow up, be a happy father, wonderful husband and ofcourse the most perfet provider. Atleast that was the plan. Kain was only a boy of ten when that fateful night came. Tucked into his warm bed, preparing for the coming winter.

Kains family seemed like perfection wrapped up in a small wooden house. Sure they arent the richest, and Kain is far from being an heir to any throne but that didnt stop them from living the best life they can. A father, mother and two little sisters they were living a wonderful life. Kain rolled over in his bed on that night, closed his eyes and snapped them open when his front door splintered inward.

Screams rose from down stairs and Kain rushed to his parents bedroom. There layin in a pool of blood, his father, unmoving. "Dad!" He cried and ran to the fallen man. Only to race for the door once more when more screams filled the halls. Running into the room his sisters occupied Kain slipped and stumbled into a puddle of blood. It splashed upon his face and dripped into his eyes turning his vision a shade of red. There spread upon the bed was the bodies of his sisters and mother. "God no." And he ran down the steps. Thats when the smell of smoke hit his nose and drove him faster. He ran through his doorway, over the little peices of woon laying about and thats when he saw it. A demon standing over a body, sword plunged into the stomach of a child. The town was on fire, and he ran, ran for help and his life.

He ran for what seemed like years when a town rose before him. There he found shelter and the townfolk sent a team to look for surviors, none were found. The local blacksmith took the poor child in, trained him to fight. Pretty soon love seemed to grow between the blacksmiths daughter and Kain and as the years passed it grew into a marriage and a life of his own. The horrors of his past seemed to be let go. He had a home, wife and child on the way. What more can be perfect?

CRASH!! The front door splintered inward and hell came back. The house caught on fire, the flames licking the walls and climbing upstairs. Rolling around in his bed to grab his blade and protect his wife he relized the bed was empty. The fear rose within him and he raced to door. Thats when he heard it, the scream. Racing down stairs, sword in hand and onto the street. There she was, his beautiful wife, covered in blood. She grasped her stomach calling for Kain to save the baby. And there she fell, never to look into Kains eyes again.

A laugh sounded through the town and from the roof of his house the very same demon that attacked his village before landed beside his fallen love. "There you are." The demon laughed. "Took me a long time to find you." The shadows hid the demons body, Kain didnt know what he was getting into. "Dont worry the town is dead, I can finally finish you off." And they clashed. Blade hit blade and sparks flew. Kain blacked out.

He woke on his back in the middle of the burned down town. Stumbling to his feet Kain looked about. How did he survive again? This time he went into it headon, and he lived again. Thats when he saw her body. There she lay, his fallen angel, his reason for living. Picking her up in his arms he walked her to her family tomb, buried her and vowed his revenge. It was time for round three, and Kain would find his enemy first.

Walking through the plains for two weeks, living off morning dew and woodland animals he came across a sudden pit. Not a normal canyon for this one was a perfect circle and the walls were smooth. It didnt seem human. Kneeling in front of the pit a voice rose from below. "Come Kain, Come and take the power that is rightfully yours." And Kain leaned forward into the hole, and allowed graity to pull him in.

Down the pit he fell, the final moments of his life seemed to take forever when finally the pit opened up. In the brief seconds he lived, Kain got a quick glance at the place. There were buring bodies and demons wondering the land. People were being slow roasted and tortured and finally it went black as he hit the rocky bottom.

Once he came to Kain stood, and was immediately lashed with whips. "You dare stand in the masters domain?" One of the slave drivers exclaimed. "You havent the right to crawl with the dead let alone stand. You will be punished." And sure enough the whip came down again and again, tearing into the flesh for his skin. The whole time Kain didnt scream or cry out. As far as he was concered he was dead on the inside.

Sooner or later the pain receded as Kain got used to it. The slave driver beat harder but Kain slowly started to rise. "What do you think your doing?" It yelled. "I thought I had told you..." That was all he said as Kain reached out and ripped the demons vocal cords from his throat.

"You have awakened your powers Kain." A voice came from the shadows. There stood Lucifer, Satan, the god of the hell. "You are to be my hired hand in the human world. Do as I say and soon you'll get your revenge." Kain stood, standing in the blood of his first prey, nodded and bowed. There was a power within him and his mind was thrown into darkness.

The rain started, a few droplets at a time, hitting his face and waking him up. Kain stood, back in the real world, dressed and armed. The blood-burner was now his, the scared underworld weapon. Standing to survey the grounds Kain noticed that time had passed, alot of time. God only knew the year.

Pain, unbearable pain ate away as his mind. Dropping to his knees Kain grabbed the sides of his head and screamed. All he could hear was something yelling at him and the sound of his wife screaming. Kain would get his revenge. The pain ebbed and Kain once again got to his feet. From the pit of the underworld Satan called to him. "Give in to your feelings and you'll open new possiblities, betray me and you will die."

After his little message Kain did a few missions for Satan thinking the gods promise of revenge was true. But soon Kain relized that there would be no revenge, and Kain gathered the courage to defy the god of the underworld. In doing so he released a horde of demonic hitmen, all out for Kains blood. Countless battles ensued and Kain always came out on top, but barely. He learned his new powers, but still couldnt control them.

After some time wandering the woodlands and plains Kain came upon a small town where he stowed away upon a ship, the owner of the ship being Galdor, an elf that would take Kain on one of his most wild adventers yet.....

Since StrifeC has not logged on since January, and no changes have been made to the bio, I am closing this thread and sending it to 'Retired.'

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