Unknown, Descendant of Gaap(A mighty Prince and Great President of Hell) How old they appear if angel or demon
-Adaptability. Shenovi is always adapting, he knows how to be a puppet and also a puppeteer. He knows how to pretend to be an ally and isn’t hesitant to become an enemy.
-Discipline. Shenovi has trained himself through the ages, practicing various martial skills. His body is the only weapon for him.
-Evolution. He increases in power for each opponent he defeats, such is a natural law probably for all creatures; although for him, the more he holds back, the stronger he usually gets after a victory.
-Limiters. He can easily control his power to the extent of handicapping himself against various opponents. Why would he do such? To entertain and train himself. (Plus Drake doesn't like playing OP characters that go around and rape face.) Abilities:
The levels of his power in equal strength is as follows.
0 - Average human
1- Human Groups, Demon Fledging/Low class Angel
2- Able to take on Transformed Fledging Demon/Angel + ability Stage I
3 - Average Demon/Angel
4 - Transformed Average Demon/Angel + ability Stage II
5- Arch Demon/Angel
6 - Transformed Arch Demon/Angel + ability. Stage III
7 - The pentacle of his power. His demon form. +ability. Stage IVIllusion
- Shenovi's side of illusion is different from other demons. He has the ability of masking his aura and appearing perfectly human even against fellow demon and angel senses. This cannot be said true should he start releasing limiters of his power. Still this is a keen way of allowing him to blend into the crowd when pretending to be a human. Default stage of his power is incognito. Stage I:
Emits a low demonic aura. Detectable only in a small vicinity, building wise.Stage II:
The power is further stretch, capable of being found within a town.Stage III:
His aura covers a state.Stage IV:
His aura can be felt by any supernatural within the nation he is currently residing. Hydromancy
- As rare as it may be foreseen, though given his ancestor, Shenovi possesses a natural control over water and other liquids containing the contents of water. Hence his blood, the blood of his enemies, or whatever else in general. He also adapts his powers against various demons and angels. Stage I:
Shenovi is immobile, though as long as physical touch is maintain, he can change the density and volume of anything containing water within it around him. This can be used to shield himself, attack, or whatever properties he may see fit underneath his control. Unfortunately, he cannot freely move as a result and only when so, he must cancel his control.Stage II:
Mobility is gained, however as usual, Shenovi must keep an active physical link to the element underneath his control.Stage III:
Physical links are no longer a requirement, if liquids are within a close enough vicinity, he can draw them automatically to himself. He can also propel liquids at a target. (Of course, it won't be a 'splash attack'<Kudos if you got that joke> more like 'spear,' 'bullets,' or something of that like to penetrate flesh) Stage IV:
Capable of drawing water from miles away, even from below ground he can force liquids to penetrate the earth, shatter pipes, and break free from any other sources of imprisonment. Potentially can shape a battleground into an aquarium to play within. Regeneration
- With control over water comes control over his bloodflow and thus he can easily heal injuries; although, only his own. Stage I:
Small cuts mend faster than normal. Graver injuries must be focused upon and they take time to recover. Holy damage negates healing. Stage II:
Minor wounds mend at instant speed. Graver injuries heal abnormally faster. Holy damage reduces healing to stage I.Stage III:
Severe limbs can be healed assuming if the object in question is still in the area. Can take another's limb and demonize it upon his body. Holy damage reduces healing to Stage II. Stage IV:
Severe limbs can be naturally regenerated. Survival of the heart or brain allow the body to continuously recover. Holy damage reduces healing to Stage III.Pactmaker
- Not as traditionally practiced today; although forming pacts with mortals has proven very beneficial for Shenovi; yet serves as a double edge sword as well. When a pact is form, he loses all control over his limiters and reverts to a normal human power level. Permission must be gain for him to grow in power or even empower the host of the pact. Should a pact end either on his or the maker's death or even a canceling of contract from the host, Shenovi will retain his power. Death itself vaguely plays a factor for the demon as his body restores itself in the original location the pact was once formed, weaken of course; but this gives him more freedom in his play to avoid a truer demise. Reversal:
Shenovi’s limiters can counteract to empower his pactmaker if that is their desire. Although mutual agreement must again be met on this. The more power, the more addictive it becomes and it can easily enslave his puppeteer if they become too obsess over it.The Price:
Nothing is free, even power comes at a price. A pactmaker must be willing to pay or even Shenovi if the roles are reversed in giving or granting power.
0 - Nothing
1 - Numbness.
2 - A mere tingle of pain.
3 - Body begins to ache.
4 - Bones start to quake.
5 - Skin breaks and blood is drawn.
6 - Intense Agony
7 - DeathFlaws:
Pride: Despite his horrific nature, Shenovi is indeed a very proud creature. He will hardly result to undermined tactics in a straight up battle. Because of this, he always refuses to fight above an enemy’s standing. He has no desire or drive in going ‘all out.’ Maybe this also plays into a factor of his own arrogance, still as far as physical conflict is concerned, Shenovi is quite the ‘honorable’ creature. Though he is also still a demon, he may fight ‘fair,’ but by his standards that is of a similar power level of his opponent. Anything else goes.
Strain: A rise of power and then sudden fall is often straining on even his body. The limiters he possess are nothing to be joked about, each time release may serve as a boost in physical attributes, but once returned they weigh heavily upon his body. Also if too many are released at the same time, it may draw a pause of ‘sluggishness’ and slower kick in for his body to adjust. Therefore for these blunders to be avoided, he usually does their releases one at a time as normally as he does in returning them.
Chaotic Nature: Shenovi has no quarrels with who or what he may end up in a fight with. Normally he doesn’t ‘start’ fights, as in starting with throwing the first attack. Of course that can’t be both said true to him instigating a conflict by his way of words. He has a habit of provoking others, but this is also a side of him that actively seeks out battle.
Wrath: Shenovi’s own governing sin. He is a highly vengeful creature, and if he believes he has been ‘wronged’ in some manner, then he won’t rest to have his revenge. He may even forgo throwing the first punch, depending on the seriousness of the offense, still Shenovi tends to take it far. An arm for a finger. A head for an eye.
Promise: A demon is bound through a promise and there are no such things as empty words. Now, the results of the promise may vary, but more often than not Shenovi will fulfill whatever contract he has made another whether they like the outcome or not.
Transformation: No one has ever seen Shenovi's true demonic form(or for better terms, live to tell the story.) The fact alone of this is because he sees no need to result to such. He has taken on many demons and angels in his regular humanoid form and this can reflect back towards a sense of arrogance and pride. To force him to transform is probably the greatest compliments he could ever give an opponent in battle. Any weapons
Appearances can be deceiving and that is too true if one doesn’t know already what kind of man Shenovi happens to be. Outwardly, he might not come off as someone horrifying, especially body wise as he is of a below average build; but nothing as shockingly to be classified as gaunt. Those that hear rumors about him may imagine a man with a much more muscular build, where in turn his skin is not quite too flabby or ripped for that matter, holding a bit more leanness to it in the end. There are other tales of him being a monstrosity in appearance, but physically wise that is a false rumor as well. To think how absurd people would go about spreading lies about ghoulish hands, trying to make him sound like some Dr. Jekyll or Hunchback of Notre Dame. Really, if he knew who was spreading such false tales, they would be sorry as he is nothing of that sort either. Dr. Jekyll? Who would they be trying to kid with similarity references. As for the other stories, well they are going too far to make him out to look like a monster. He doesn’t lean when he moves, he actually caries a rather elegant and classy stance, even standing at a lovely height of five feet and eleven inches. In truth he isn’t anything as they would attempt to falsely imply, he holds a more morbid beauty about his figure, one that is as daring as a thriving flame is to blind, suicidal moths.
What makes up that alluring side of him, one might wonder? Why, from a first glance of his face he can often be mistaken for a female, even with those longs locks of brown and blonde hair of his which are tied back up into a knot, although allowing a few bangs to cluster about in various angles along his forehead and down below it. The way he even wears his hair is rather feminine to some degree, with one side of those locks dominating over his left eye and cheek alike upon occasion. The other side is parted along the right, revealing a shorten strand directly leveled with the outside region of his right eye and from there one can make out what appears to be birth marking of sorts, composed in the lower right angle of his right eye; whether or not he carries a similar makeup on his other cheek is unknown, but it is highly assumed to say the least. The rest of his hair is maintained in a decorative and colorful array of rope and other ties to keep it pinned back, and give him a hint of a ’peacock’ appeal.
Also, as known, it isn’t hard to mistake his gender reference; because, for one he keeps a very clean shave, not a shred of facial hair on his features, saved for his excessively thinned eyebrows that hold their own unique arch above his pink eyes. Of course, this isn’t enough to create gender confusion, as Shenovi also powders his cheeks, uses richly dark mascara around those eyelids of his adding to a blacken look, and those lush, pink lips of his share their own touch of crimson lipstick around them. His fingernails are left unpainted, keeping their bland and usual shape, although with the rest of him prettied up, it is impossible to disclose his gender, due to his transsexual outward appearances.
Though one should also know better than not to confuse his gender, frankly from his own taste in fashion. You see, when in the city, he holds a more refined edge about him. Pants and shirt alike are well woven, the pairs usually consisting of ebony silk. Over it, he is drabbed in a leather vest, that is sewn over with that of fine animal skins, the varies shaded patterns can only lead to one possible conclusion of the creatures that made up this lavish clothing belonging to that of deceased leopards. The vest itself is long in length, draping down his body and onwards a few inches above his lower thighs, short in width, never expanding pass his shoulder regions. As for footwear, he usually adorns a simple set of black, leather boots.History
Shenovi was never a human being, a frail mortal creature; though neither was he fortunate to come as a firstborn from a grand line of demons. Instead, his bloodline had dwindle, mixed and merge with others through the millenniums, and the only thing he may show as a descendant of Gaap is the ability over water itself(but even that wasn’t anything speculator from his thinned blood lineage.) Still, all in all, he was born a demon; something he may be thankful for, if he could be thankful to anything. If he had any ’status,’ than he would been better suited as a peasant, a simple pawn, easily tossed aside or sacrificed for something far greater.
Still, like all creatures, his bloodline choose to rebel against the cruel chains of fate that it was dealt. The family he was brought into were a ’feral’ bunch, even considerably amongst that of other demons. His kin were a tribe, wrathful and violent, sadistic and malicious. Would one find it hard to fathom that they even tried to prolong what bloodline they had, by not ’watering’ it down any further amongst other demons? Clinging so desperately to the ability that they all possessed, the only thing that may signify importance in their otherwise insignificant lives. Such would later be their own downfall, their insanity and chaotic nature playing the role of a disease to them and a threat/hindrance to other demons.
There were multiple problems within Shenovi’s own family, many he was subjected to as a young child. There was always internal conflict, the males possessing a superiority complex to challenge and try to dominate their way over the entire ‘household.’ It wouldn’t come as a surprise that his brothers may kill one another, that his father(or could a head figure be seen as that as there were many rises and falls) would lay down his hand. Threats to authority were swiftly and deadly dealt with, and even there were other occurrences where one can see their end.
Shenovi’s ‘own’ was brought forth at a young age. His twisted elder brothers thought that it may be amusing to take him out for a ‘swim.’ The poor child was tossed into many of the grand, bloody lakes, of hell and neither of his siblings offer to help him when he begun to drown. To them, it was gleeful amusement in their eyes, a sick, morbid sense of humor to observe a fellow water demon be done in by the contents of their own element. Naturally, the boy at that time should of died, should of vanished in an abyss of crimson, but such wasn’t the case.
Even as his young form drifted towards the bottom of the lake, he begun to change. Perhaps it was because he was pitted against life or death, the natural need to survived that saved him. Maybe he was already ‘gifted’ amongst his kin at an early age, though the end result was a grotesque one. A first and ’only’ time that Shen would transform, forgoing his human characteristics and taking on his natural shark, humanoid image. His crimson eyes can still recall the disbelief on the faces of his cruel brothers, and then the sweet horror that follow when he tore one of their limbs from their own socket. Death was their punishment and bliss was his own salvation when he listened to their terrified screams and agonizing cries.
Once it was over, he found himself ‘human,’, bare, stranded, bathed in red. This was his end of following along with a family that may otherwise kill him should he return without his disfigured and mutilated brothers. He knew his survival alone would be a rough one. Still, he had no desire to end like those three at his feet, he wouldn’t be scattered and forgotten in a bloody mess of hell.
Growing up within hell by himself was the equivalent of running a gauntlet. Each day was no different to the last, true madness. There were always predators, fellow demons that sought to devour the weak,‘kin’ that Shenovi had to avoid or otherwise outwit, just to remain alive. Survival of the fittest, through and through, this was his life or in essence, the life of any demon. His reward, on the contrary, being madness, engulfed in it, What amount of sanity he may have had left was only saved by one thing, an oddity he had came upon and something he rarely lets out of his sight today,
A rag doll, now how such a thing ended up in the underworld is still a question that plagues the demon’s mind, even to this day. How could he ignored such peculiar ‘toy?’ In time, it became the only company he had, the only company that would never betray him or try to harm him even. It was his special partner in crime, and ultimately it has taken upon many names and identities through his lifetime. It has even changed in image here and there, whenever Shenovi may see fit to redesign it from his victim’s belongings.
This inanimate object, perhaps useless in most eyes, has became an extension to Shenovi’s own sanity level. For better or for worse, it has ‘tagged along’ wherever the growing demonic fiend went. It has been an observer to Shenovi’s corrupted nature and even an participant, though the victims never made it far when handling something so ‘precious’ to the demon. In fact, he wasn’t so willing to part with it much till the later, grown up years, of his uncaring life. By then, he had learned how to fully stitch it, should some playmate of his should choose to be a smartass in ripping his toy apart.
Though putting back together the doll wasn’t his only obsession, the demon took it a step further when he discovered the beauty in art, even if it came from a morbid point of view. Also, art itself he had found can instill fear in others and when one may take the time in desecrating the corpses of their prey, and rearranging the body parts and organs in a bloody mess; chances are, not many other demons would dare set foot in that vicinity out of fear of living out a similar scenario. Of course, this doesn’t work for all fiends, but it had lessen some pursuits and had left Shenovi with more time to rest and ’play.’
Still, these two weren’t his only obsessions. His antics were small feats, something he could see, that were just prolonging his own untimely demise. Ultimately he had no choice but to get stronger, to get faster, still his stationing as a demon was one that left little room for such feats. He had no means to limit his own strengths as they currently were and even giving those beneath him some handicap wasn’t satisfactory enough when he still crushed them; and those above his level, well, depending on the gap he often had no choice but to avoid confrontation.
Probably the greatest thing to ever happen in Shenovi's life. When demons finally found a means to break the barrier and emerge on earth, he found himself granted with a larger variety of amusement. The war itself never interested him much, although it did add a variety of combatants for him to test his powers against and continue to grow in strength. With the chaos of battle between the two groups, he often did not have the time to go along his explorations to enlighten his curios mind. Still, he had an advantage that many demon's lack, the ability to blend in with humans, to shroud his aura fully and remain undetected by the other supernatural creatures. This trait may not always work, especially when a brawl between two separate beings broke out in his vicinity or a larger conflict amidst groups.
Although it wasn't till far later through the war that he slowly been netting himself in the bingo book of angels and fellow demon's alike. They steadily begun to realize that his existence was a growing threat to both sides, especially with him going around and eliminating various powerful figureheads along the battlefield; throwing the lesser ranks into a chaotic frenzy when they found their commanders torn and mutilated. This has became a second nature habit of his to pick a quarrel with whoever may in charge of an unit. Demon or angels, humans rarely entertain him enough and usually he avoids confrontation with the mortals as that often feels more like bullying than anything else. A demon with a heart? Heaven's no, Shenovi just wishes to sustain what amusement he can find in this wonderful world.
It was mortals that allowed him the freedom of roam in his chaotic nature. Many humans have desires, wishes, yearnings of power to combat against the supernaturals. Shenovi could provide such, for a cost, just a minor fee of locking and intertwining their soul with his. Why would he do such scandalous things? To make himself immortal by binding a contract with the host. In a way, he becomes a parasite, clinging to the pactmaker and giving them power in exchange for a loophole to avoid death itself.