Guy was brought up to be a Knight in England, taught in a Norman tradition. Following years of training he then spent the next few hundred years of his life (as a human and then a demon) at war. Over this time he learnt how to fight, and fight well. His long life span and long memory also means that while he may not be an expert on science or art or culture, he was there to see most of it come into existence, he can’t help having picked up the occasional bit and piece of knowledge here and there, making both a smart individual.Powers: Fallen Exorcist:
Guy was once a Crusader, and while he may have become disenchanted with both the Crusades and God, he still remembers fighting for the Glory of Heaven. His body and soul remembers this too and so he is surprisingly adept at destroying demons (should it ever come to that), the Holy rites corrupted and brutalised in the hands of demon. Equally though, this same corrupted power now gives him an advantage over fighting angels too.Aimless:
To some it might seem a disadvantage to have no aim in life, nothing to dedicate oneself to. To Guy though it means that there is nothing with which one can manipulate him. In particular this renders him immune to the effects of many emotional manipulative powers, should any other creature attempt to instigate some form of emotional response from him it would be a great deal less potent than it would in any other. Height:
6’ 0’’Weight/Body type:
Tall, slim and lean. Appears to be ~80kg.Hair:
Short, pitch black and completely unruly.Skin:
Utterly black. Appears to be no difference between the colour of his iris and pupil.Distinguishing Features:
A large red tattoo of a Templar Cross on his chest. A brand on his lower back.Likes:
Guy’s fall to demon-kind was in the Year 1187 AD, a scant two years before the beginning of the Third Crusade. He had been a Knight during the First Crusade, a hundred years before, travelling thousands of miles from his home in England, believing that he was performing the work of God he was more than ready to strike down the infidels, the heretics and the unbelievers. It would be a Holy War, a War which would guarantee his position in Heaven. He was one of the first over the walls at Antioch and gained respect for his valour during the Siege of Jerusalem and Battle of Ascalon. War changed him though, as it did many men. Despite what the Pope said and what the Bible informed him, as he cleaved men down, hewed their heads from their shoulders, as the blood covered him from head to toe and he watched comrades die, he was unable to find anything Holy in the deeds they performed. Particularly the massacre of the inhabitants of Jerusalem hit him extremely hard, leaving him believing himself to be anything but virtuous. Years of brutal fighting led him to curse anything that could be considered “Holy” and curse the very existence of God. Not only did he curse the existence of his own God, but the Gods of those he fought too. Following the establishment of the Crusader Kingdom of Jerusalem he prayed with all his might that God might answer why He would have wanted such evil unleashed on the world, praying for answers and for forgiveness.
In that night a Wrath demon by the name of Corvus whispered half truths and lies into his ears and the following day he was a changed man, his soul corrupted and any belief in redemption gone. He spent two years in Jerusalem a markedly different man and, unfortunately for him, word had travelled of the Knight who fought for God but who scorned his name. He was branded as a heretic by some of the more zealous (and utterly insane) Priests, the burning heat of the brand marking his skin whilst the blessed iron branded his soul. Following his torture he finally had some luck when it became apparent that some of his comrades-in-arms were out for blood and would kill anyone who stood between them and his rescue. The priest truly was insane though, a zealot who thought God spoke through him, and without the time or following to have Guy burnt at the stake, the priest had his deranged henchmen behead him even as his compatriots smashed down the doors to the dungeon.
Guy’s “life” did not end however, thanks to the Demon's corruption of what could have been a virtuous soul, he was sent to the depths of Hell where he spent the next 87 years locked in torment and agony. His story did not end there as it did for many others instead he was reborn as a demon, the Sin of Wrath ensnaring his soul and casting him back into the world as her servant. Immortal and, to a fair extent, invincible. The only true remainder of the man he had been the brand of the heretic still aching in his back. For reasons he did not understand when he was brought back into the world he was set to work alongside another demon, a greater demon from the house of Wrath, who kept a close eye on the new recruit. Even though he did not recognise the other, it was none other than Corvus, the demon who had corrupted his soul in the first place.
Guy spent the next 200 years in the Holy Land, fighting predominantly on the side of the Crusaders, including a stint within the Knight’s Templar where he insisted on having the red cross tattooed upon his chest (the symbol itself holy enough that it would not heal away by normal means). Then he finally returned to Europe where he found that there was always some war with blood that needed shed. The demon who had turned him had been a powerful demon of Wrath and so it was Wrath that Guy followed. He took the sin in an all-too literal sense, using his powers to fight and fight and then keep on fighting. Anger and fury were his watchwords and he spent much of the next hundred years fighting beside his creator. Killing and tormenting the living proved amusing and he took particular pleasure in watching the fear in men’s eyes as he told them that their God did not hear their prayers. One of his proudest moments as a servant of Wrath was the part he played in the execution of Joan of Arc. To this day he remembered asking the ashes of the pyre “Where’s your God now?”
Slowly though his conscience returned, the sense of honour and the code which had been beaten into him as a squire. He began to grow resentful of the demon who had stolen his mind and his life. The demon who had preyed on him when he had been at his weakest and had succeeded in drawing him from the light. Too late he realised that he was too far gone to return to the light, the darkness was too deeply ingrained into his being for it to ever loosen its hold. He was a creature of Lucifer’s, through and through. However, he was not, on the other hand, a creature of his creator, Wrath, or of his master and watcher, Corvus. The fury within him grew slowly, along with a desire for vengeance, without the presence of Wrath the sole source of his ire was Corvus, and it was at him that he directed his hate. One day, when he finally had enough, he gathered all the feelings of wrath and hatred within him and struck down his mentor, leaving the wreckage of his corpse to be found by the Angels.
With that he not only expunged much of the dark taint from his soul and his conscience, finally his memories and his personality returning in full, but he also expunged the presence of Wrath. He was still a demon though, but now without any guiding sin. He spent much of the next hundreds of years in various places, occasionally returning to war and doing his best to uphold at least some of the virtues that he had once believed in and to instil them in those he met. Always he sought to redeem himself and so he turned on Hell and fought for humanity, trying to seek out evil and destroying it wherever he found it. For hundreds of years he worked as an agent against the Devil, not once questioning that no demon more powerful than he was sent after him. Perhaps Lucifer did not care, perhaps it was a test, or perhaps there were greater plans in store for the errant demon.
He grew weary of humanity though, weary of its constant turmoil and bickering. At the dawn of the 19th century as he did his best to uphold honour in a vast Empire, he began to feel out of touch with the human race. Slowly he steadily started to question whether either demons or angels really paid any attention to humanity. He began to distance himself from humanity, determined that while they would follow their own path he should perhaps now follow his. His greatest surprise was that as he sought the presence of his own kind he would begin to once again find feelings of dislike and hatred. Not for mankind though, but for heaven and the constant bickering of the immortals. Following a thousand years of existence and having experienced more than one hundred life-times, he started to fall into the ways of Sloth.
He was not lazy in body, but in soul. Apathetic and uncaring about pretty much everything and everyone around him. His humanity slowly eroded by long years of life he was left the ideal form as a demon of Sloth. He found enjoyment in the moment, in doing a variety of things, big and small, but he never lusted after them like the other sins did with other things.Labels:
The Apathetic, The “Righteous”Sexuality:
HeterosexualSexual On's and Offs: