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As the plot will inform you, there is a war, and you are on the front line, and can stop it. There are six possible races to choose from.

1. Demons
2. Angels
3. Avatars (Chanellers of a gods power, and will)
4. Humans
5. Half-demons(no demonic powers, but increased strength, and all of that)
6. Half-angels(No angelic powers, but increased strength, and all of that)

Rules

1. No godmodding. The only character you control is yours, and depending on your race, the information your personal gods tell you

2. No Cybering, romance is aloud, but follow guild rules or be banished from this thread

3. Swearing is aloud, and please try to keep it in character. Be sure to make sure any OOC is understood to be so

4. Be active, try for 15 posts a week, and be sure to check daily

5. PM me with your profiles, and use SDK as the title

Characters

1. Gaia Username:King of Rogues
Character Name: Shinrei Mibu
Age: 140 (looks 20)
Gender: Male
Race: Demon
Appearance:Shinrei
Personality: Complete loner, and cold to everyone. It takes some time for him to start trusting anyone. Relies on himself, and will only give up when he's dead.
Magic/Skills: Secret sword technique (Song of the wind god) and Suiseisho (Control over all liquid)
Weapons: Long sword (is held in character pic)
Bio: Every since he was ten he's been hunted by everyone. He killed the would be King of his particular demon clan, and was then considered an outcast and was imprisoned until his now dead mentor freed and taught him the sacred style of his clan, known only to him now since his mentor died of illness.

2. Emperor Toji
Character Name: Avidan The Void King
Age: Unknown, Possibly Ageless
Gender: Male
Race: Demon
Appearance:
Normal Form: Avidan]Avidan
Void King Form: The Void King]The Void King
Personality: Vicious, merciless, evil, egotistical, brash, hateful
Magic/Skills: Flight, vast psychic powers, vast energy manipulation powers, two different forms
Weapons: The Void Blade, The claws he has in the first picture, which grow longer hwne he changes form.
Bio: It seems that he has always been. Not residing in Hell, but on the very edge of the Universe, as a sentiance. In truth, he was the first true sentiance, and was able to personally bare witness to the Big Bang, and the begining of creation. Though for the first several trillion years, he had no form, and was merely a sentiance, neither living nor dead. This form travelled across the darkness, eventually arriving on the planet known as 'Earth'. At first he lept from body to body, searching for a subtable host, but found none which could stand to contain his power. Eventually however, he found a body, but in that of an Angel, which he quickly corrupted and made his own. He decided to take on the name Avidan, which, ironically, means 'My Father Will Judge' in Hebrew. Though he fights to sustain the existance of the planet Earth, in truth, he just wants to conquor it, though that is information best kept to himself...At least for now.

3.Character Name: Elyon Miriadel
Age: Unknown
Gender: Female
Race: Avatar
Appearance: Elyon
Personality: Elyon seems, at first glance, to be a mellow, shy sort of girl, if a tad icy. She isn’t loud, domineering, overly aggressive, and generally lacks the negative boisterous air that surrounds most Avatars. If it’s getting in a casual conversation with an elderly couple or saying ‘hi’ to a young mother and child, she usually causes people to remember her as ‘that rather pleasant, but eerie looking young girl’. They might remember her in a positive light, though there is a feeling that something was slightly off, even if they couldn’t pinpoint what exactly. Possibly, the feeble, inconspicuous sensation that crawled upon their skin when they came in contact with Elyon came from the fact that she was so kind to people, yet partook in a profession like no other.

Preferring to go through life armed with her subdued humorous nature and rather gentle ways, she rarely is actively confronted with a problem that must actively be dealt with in an aggressive manner. When this rarity does occur, whether in or out of work, she can assess all circumstances and act accordingly, regardless of petty emotions that might get in the way. It could be said that when put in a dire situation, cold instinct takes over, and, although she hates to admit, very much enjoys the sensation.
Magic/Skills: has grown capable of fully controlling the black roses-a family weapon that is inherited by blood. Her speed and agility had grown out of what she had once considered to be ordinary for an avatar, that is, and control over ice has appeared.
Weapons: Long sword she calls Izayura and short sword-a family heirloom-named Golgoldria
Bio: Evil begun once the world was created, once the devil, the fallens, or whatever one wishes to call him, came to be; however, it never surfaced until the lust for power and glory came into the world. Although she originally was neither good or evil, but an essence of balance within the two, with the rise of Avidan into power, Elyon felt more than compelled to transform into the most wretched creature's counterpart, and so, became God, the supreme reality's follower and channeler.

Misc.

((I abandoned the alternate timeline, Rome RP...Sorry man, but I may make it later))

The sky was red and the clouds grey as the a huge black shape appeared in the sky over Rome. People were running and screaming for their lives as the clouds swirled in the sky. The shape was that of two huge bird wings, and suddenly, with an insane laugh, a man dropped to the ground, causing the concrete of the sidewalk to shatter under his immense power, creating a crater. The man, whose head was adorned with horns, and a pair of huge black angel wings upon his back stood up straight and reached his hand out, suddenly, a wicked looking blade flew out of his shadow, which the man than used to pull a bolt of lightning from the storm clouds above. He pointed the blade at a small crowd of humans and fired out his lightning blast, incinerating the crowd in an instant. The man let out another insane laugh and said, "THIS IS INCREDIBLE! THE FEAR! THE IMMENSE, WONDERFUL, HORRIBLE FEELINGS OF THIS PLACE! ITS POSITIVELY DELICIOUS!" His wings suddenly opened and he flew at another crowd of fleeing humans, slashing his sword, and cutting them down before him. He didn't care if he was supposed to sustain the existance of this pathetic planet, he would do that, but it would be devoid of human life if he had his way.

Avidan slowly flapped his wings as he landed next to Shinrei, a smirk on his face he said, "Pitiful little monkey's...The lot of them...Moments ago, several of their warriors came out to try and face me, it was truely entertaining to watch them try and fight me with their guns." His eyes seemed to be surging with energy as he said, "The last time I had this much fun killing was when I destroyed that planet in the Andromeda galaxy! But at least those things had some fight in them! They actually gave me a worthy battle!" He then fired out again, his claws at the ready as he went on another killing spree, all the while, he was thinking, 'I want a real battle! Where are the Angels, you'd think they'd be here by now!'

Her head was lightly tilted back, her eyes, weary and dull, stared unblinkingly at the thick, bountiful branches that hung above her head. As her pale pink lips parted lightly, the young woman, if you could even call her young, raised her hand well above her head, hand opened expectantly, as if waiting for someone to catch the pale hand. But, no avail, no one came. Instead, the hand fell limply by her side, causing the youth to release a heavy sigh, soon followed by the distinct phrase of ‘No matter...’ Truth be told, she had not expected anyone to catch her falling hand, but the realization of the former truth, still seemed to strike a hidden thought.

And that’s when Elyon Miriadel, the former essence of balance and now avatar, opened her eyes widely feeling a small, wretched disturbance erupting through the air. It felt as if, she admited, she had just recieved a blow to her chest, forcing the air out of her lungs and for her head to spin. Her eyes then narrowed, in outermost pain, as she rose to an uneasy stand and lightly turned her head. "So, it already begun..." she mused lightly, stepping forward once, before she disappeared from sight.