Kamiya

[Kamiya]

Kamiya
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Seizure of Power
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All the basic info

••• Name: Kamiya
••• Alias: N/A
••• Age: 307
••• Gender: Male.
••• Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual.
••• Species: Demon.
••• Loyal to: Himself.
••• Alignment: Dark.
••• Element: N/A
••• Companion: N/A
••• Play By: Michael Vartan

LOVE/HATE RELATIONSHIPS
Likes, dislikes, etc

••• Likes:
--x-- Saben Renner
--x-- his followers
--x-- bloodshed
--x-- war
--x-- chaos
--x-- sex
--x-- death
--x-- lake scenes
--x-- training his mind and body
--x-- serenity
--x-- blades
--x-- exploring
--x-- hunting
--x-- hand-to-hand combat
--x-- pain
--x-- playing with humans
--x-- taking lives
--x-- annoying/irritating Remy
••• Dislikes:
--x-- Remy
--x-- humans
--x-- being disrespected
--x-- being ignored
--x-- being insulted
--x-- Saben in a foul mood
--x-- being distrubed
--x-- bending to other people’s wills
--x-- people disregarding what he has to say
--x-- being bored
--x-- people who dare to interrupt him when he is talking
--x-- hunters
--x-- angels
--x-- vampires
--x-- soiling his clothes
--x-- women
••• Pet Peeves:
--x-- stupidity
--x-- ignorance
--x-- Remy
--x-- having his things defiled/touched
--x-- most of his followers
--x-- his followers being killed/taken
--x-- gum chewing
--x-- not getting his way
--x-- impatience
--x-- his own lack of patience
--x-- men who think they’re tough shit
••• Weaknesses/flaws:
--x- - blood ( weakness )
--x- - a woman's body ( weakness )
--x- - a good fight ( weakness )
--x- - angel blood/skin ( weakness )
--x-- is more than a little violent
--x-- stubborn to a fault
--x-- has a problem with the word 'no'
--x-- acts upon impulse ( when upset )
--x-- proud user of manipulation
--x-- doesn't suffer from guilt
••• Strengths:
--x- - persuasive
--x- - has no regrets
--x- - lives life to the fullest
--x- - appreciates the little things
--x- - determined
--x- - motivated
--x- - knows who he is
••• Habits:
--x-- smiles when infuriated
--x-- tilts his head when semi-pissed off
--x-- pulls on his ear when in deep thought
--x-- acts upon impulse
--x-- plays with his victims before killing them
--x-- touches/strokes hair often

••• Overall Personality:

One should never be as foolish as to trust Kamiya. If someone is not personally close to him, then they mean nothing to him despite the interest he may seem to take in a person. Kamiya is the last person someone would want to turn their back to; no sooner than turning around, Kamiya would swiftly plunge a blade into their back and watch them die solely for the fact that it would amuse and entertain him. Fighting is something he is not against and would gladly seek out when in the mood to batter and bruise someone, while in turn being beaten. Fighting with his bare hands is a different kind of euphoria and one he only indulges upon once in a great while. Picking a fight for him, however, is on an entirely different scale when he is fighting to defend someone and finish a fight fairly. If someone were being attacked then he’d swiftly step in, only to kill the very person he saved, if it benefited him. He does not associate with guilt trips, and the weight of taking a life is knocked off his shoulders faster than it has time to settle.

While manipulative and deceitful, Kamiya is not a liar. He avoids tainting his tongue with such foolishness by smiling and succumbing to silence or by merely telling the truth. The male can’t even be seen telling harmless white lies; he finds lying both shameful and irritating. He doesn’t care about hurting someone’s feeling and will readily state his opinion, no matter how harsh his words are; he is a blunt creature when his friendly demeanor falls. Angering and irritating him is not a hard thing to accomplish, as he lacks both patience and the right skills to keep a leveled head, especially when it involves something of interest to him. He is incredibly vain by nature and appearances matter much to him, even in the own security of his home. As fiery and passionate as Kamiya may be, he is also riddled with calmness and serenity; this is partly due to his age. He is young in his world, but he has still lived many years and thus he can’t entirely escape the mature side of his nature. Primarily it is shown through his gentle ways with ways with women, coming off as the perfect gentleman who wouldn’t harbor any ill thought or feeling alike.

Don’t trust this side, however, because vampires aside, women are his least favorite beings in existence.

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THE BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE
Appearance and what not

••• Hair: Light brown
••• Eyes: Green
••• Weight: 172lbs
••• Height: 6'
••• Body Type: Athletic/built
••• Distinguishing Marks: Various scars along his torso, front and back.

••• Overall Appearance:

Kamyia’s eyes are caught somewhere between his mother’s eyes and his father’s, giving them an almost green appearance with icy, blue tendrils running through their depths. Gold flecks circle his pupil, giving them an added shine and warmth that could draw in just about anyone with his stare alone. A smile, whether it be soft, forced, fake, or even a devious smirk, is also present upon Kamiya's face, capturing his pleasant lips and only furthering the "boyish" aspect of his appearance. His hair heightens the soft, alluring seas of Kamiya’s eyes, the honey tones of his hair accentuating every colour tone of the male’s eyes and giving him an even warmer appearance. Despite his age, the male looks not a day over twenty-five and the healthy sheen of his skin only adds to the youthful glow of Kamiya’s features. Sure, he may be old in some people’s eyes but the male truly doesn’t appear to fit the part of an old man as he has no aging signs to prove it; even his body is that of a young man, fit and tight in all the right places. Sure, he was gifted with good genes but good genes alone don’t keep Kamiya’s body in tip-top shape. The male exercises without relent as well as trains on a daily basis; despite his height of average six feet, Kamiya weighs in on the heavier side due to the muscle that covers every bit of his body. While personality wise he may lean more toward his mother, from his features alone it isn't that hard to believe that he was fathered by the one and only Darius.

YOU CAN'T CHANGE HISTORY
History and other info

••• Birth Place: Pandorum
••• Family:
Darius - deceased, 554 - Demon - father
Madeline - deceased, 414 - Demon - mother
Dominic - deceased, 314 - Demon - brother
Lawrence - deceased, 311 - Demon - brother
Payton - deceased, 309 - Demon - brother

••• History:

Kamiya was born into a family structured around power, war and domination. Fourth, and youngest, son born to Darius and Madeline, Kamiya was thrown into training the moment he took his first step. A sweet, nurturing childhood in Pandorum was a rarity to come by, but having such an upbringing in Darius’ domain was nonexistent. The Demon Overlord didn’t care about having a family, he wanted warriors. Taking down an enemy in one blow, judging movements, knowing his opponent within seconds, killing without mercy, pushing his body until it literally gave out: these were the things Kamiya was taught, and by the age of five he was on par with even the deadliest warriors known to Pandorum and far exceeded even his eldest brother. Fighting was as natural to Kamiya as breathing, and he had much to his advantage. Broken bones healed within minutes, scratches fading faster than he received them. He found out the hard way, cracked sternum, internal bleeding, fractured skull and one broken femur, that his healing was limited. While he healed in a shocking amount of time, his healing seemed hindered by the extent of his injuries. So long as the wound wasn’t great, it seemed nothing could stop Kamiya and he used that as motivation to further study his opponents and watch them more closely.

While training and battles were a big part of his loveless childhood, studying and books was another portion of Kamiya’s childhood. He took to his father’s study faster than white on rice and before he was seven he ate up all the knowledge the books and notebooks could offer, all the while further stretching his knowledge. From his father’s own personal notes he delved into a world of sacrifice, creation and power. By nine, learning from the notes he treasured above everything else, he taught himself how to use and control most of the abilities he seemed to wield; he didn’t learn without difficult, however, and more often than not he repeatedly harmed himself in order to gain a full grasp on his abilities. Creation was always a temptation, from the first time he read about it, but it wasn’t until he was eleven that he tried his hand at it.

There couldn’t be a creation without sacrifice, however, and he had the perfect candidate. Luring his brother Payton, who was only two years older than himself, into his room, Kamiya gave his brother a clean blow to the back of his head and knocked the thirteen year old out. A sacrifice of his own was needed, however, and he took a blade to his own chest. Carving his chest open, Kamiya offered flesh, bone and blood and with a few uttered words the deal was done. Torn literally from his flesh, Kamiya managed to bring into Pandorum a creature that was, in essence, a demon. While demon child in appearance, Saben, as Kamiya named him, was more like a vicious animal than any eleven year old. Not ten minutes after “birth”, Saben devoured Payton’s heart, which was supplied to him by Kamiya who tore into his own brother’s chest and ripped the beating organ clean from its place inside the boy’s chest. Kamiya was filled with pride and adoration as he watched Saben rip into his brother’s heart and eat it; despite the ample amount of blood that covered the floor, as well as Saben, and half of it being Kamiya’s blood, the boy’s chest was near healed when an unwelcomed, and unfortunate, guest stepped into his room.

Shocked by the scene before him, Lawrence, Kamiya’s second eldest brother, stood frozen in the doorway… and for a bit too long. The second Lawrence shifted, Saben made his move and Kamiya watched with wide eyes as Saben latched onto Lawrence’s throat with his teeth and tore at his victim like some rabid animal. He did nothing to stop Saben from killing Lawrence, and was rather enraptured by the sight. The death of his brothers was barely given a glance, as their mother cared not for her children and Darius was busy with his own fight in a war that didn’t matter much at all to Kamiya. From then on, Kamiya kept Saben with him at all time; Saben, while a wild and rather rabid creature, was something that Kamiya never had before: a friend.

The war, battles, feud, whatever it was that was going on with the angels and demons of Pandorum, meant little to nothing to Kamiya as tensions raged long before he was ever conceived. He didn’t give a rat’s ass how who killed who, or who intruded upon whose territory: it was all a bunch of bullshit; though he did find some enjoyment in slaughtering angels, as well as a few demons that turned against Darius for whatever reason. Political matters bored him, however power did not. He craved both dominance and power, and it wasn’t until Darius declared Dominic his rightful heir that Kamiya took a swift and keen interest in battle affairs. Winning a battle for his father was the last thing on Kamiya’s mind, as his thoughts were strictly on Dominic. Luck was on his side as Darius, predictably, formed another strike at the angels, Richard being his primary target. But to Kamiya it was all about Dominic and bringing him down. It was to be done, however, in a way that wouldn’t point to Kamiya as the murderer. During the more intense fighting, Kamiya sent Saben ahead as he scouted out Dominic and once he found his brother he set his assassination plan into action. With Saben in front, and Kamiya in back, the demons worked as a solid unit. Dominic took a gut-wrenching stab to his abdomen, delivered by Saben, while Kamiya advanced from behind. His dagger rendered his brother’s mobility useless, paralyzing him, and Kamiya left it at that. Dominic was left to bleed out, paralyzed and fatally wounded. Together, Kamiya and Saben brought about the end of Dominic and securing Kamiya’s place as his father’s heir. Through and through, it was a glorious time. Darius himself took down his target, slaying Richard and worsening an already tense relationship between angels and demons in one solid blow.

But being heir wasn’t good enough for Kamiya, and it wasn’t long before he was plotting to take down the very thing that made him who he was: Darius. His father’s death was less thought out than Dominic’s, and the plan did not include Saben for once. Kamiya was deadest on killing his father by himself, and that he did. Finding his father toiling over notes and maps in his study, Kamiya approached his father. Darius wasn’t in the least surprised with Kamiya’s presence, and seemed to know ahead of time his son’s intentions; however, going out without a fight wasn’t something Darius was ever good at and father and son met in a storm of power and fists. Kamiya soon overcame his father, as he clearly had an advantage. Over the years his abilities had not only grown in numbers, but in strength as he taught himself how to use each one with striking precision. It wasn’t long at all before Kamiya overpowered his father and pierced his father’s flesh with a harmless, miniscule needle. The liquid inside the syringe, however, was not as harmless and the poison set sail for Darius’ heart within seconds. The angel blood quite literally acted as acid through Darius’ veins, each second that passed more excruciating as the last. Kamiya waited until his father was dead before snapping his fingers and setting his father’s body aflame. With Darius out of the way, nothing could stop him, and he set out to claim what he deemed his own. He started with his father’s army and domain, ridding all of what made it Darius’. Any of his father’s faithful followers were condemned to death, as well as his mother. His mother, a truly foul woman, wasn’t even worth his time, however, and he simply cast her off to Saben, who was to do with her whatever he pleased. Kamiya couldn’t careless, and busied himself with creating his own demons and establishing his place in what was once his father’s kingdom. Clearly more powerful than his own father, who was no weak demon by any mean, and seeming to grasp more power than the ordinary demon, Kamiya made to set himself apart from those under his rule and declared himself Arch Demon.

The war between demons and angels on Pandorum, quite frankly, bored him. It had long since grown old, and Kamiya set his eyes on something a little shinier and new: Earth. Disguising himself as a human, Kamiya walked through cities, town, neighborhoods, leaving behind in his wake a little bit of chaos. Sometimes he would stand in the shadows, pin others against one another and watch them destroy one another, but he enjoyed showing himself so much more. Women, children, the family dog~ Kamiya enjoyed smothering the life out of them all, especially when Remy and his angels swooped in to save the day. Remy and his angels made it all the more fun. The games, at first, were fun and exciting, but it wasn’t until Remy truly started pissing him off with his Hero complex that Kamiya started growing annoyed; it wasn’t long until Kamiya ignited and declared war on the angels, starting to realize why his father had been so Hell bent on slaughtering the entire angel race. Annoying fuckers. And soon, Earth and Pandorum were one in the same. Tensions flared, and war between demons and angels swept across the lands, nearly wiping humans out of existence; the war was worldwide, and hotter than ever… or at least for a small while. The war seemed endless, and the same old same old quickly began to chew at Kamiya’s patience. He became bored with fighting Remy and his forces, and it was only because of that, that he finally settled for a truce. He stationed himself near Remy, however, near a city named Bridgefield, so as to keep an eye on the angel.

And then the humans had to fuck with things. A small band of them came together to fight demons and angels alike, and while he slightly found that a bit fun, Kamiya did not find their blame fun at all. Apparently lacking intelligence, the “badass” hunters slaughtered the family Remy seemed to have created for himself. While not one for family or love, and while any shot at Remy pleases him greatly, Kamiya did not find the attack against Remy’s family amusing in the slightest. The work was sloppy, like a five year older slapping paint onto a canvas and trying to call it art. It was shameful and insulting that the hunters would try to blame such an attack on him, and Kamiya did not take too kindly to it. But unlike Remy, Kamiya didn’t declare war. He merely took a personal interest in the fucking with the small band of idiots that seemed to think that a rekindled war between himself and Remy would make things better. No, Kaimya stayed out of Remy’s personal war against the hunters… until the mistakes of the hunters dared encroach upon his territory. The bloodsuckers, once created with the perfect soldier in mind, attacked a group of Kamiya’s men. Two were turned into vampires, who later hunted down and killed, and the rest were slaughtered. To Kamiya, it was like throwing salt into his gaping wound. Playing nice was never his strong point, anyway, and much to his pleasure he threw himself right back into the chaos. What’s a war without demons, anyway?

••• RP sample: lolyeahright.

IT'S ALL ABOUT YOU
The Personal Stuff

••• Your Name: LiLi
••• Age: 19
••• Gender: Female
••• How'd you find us: I HAD A DREAM! But, really, I was majorly bored and was struck with a thought while planting tomato seeds and then ran to Lycan while on lunch... 8'D
••• Did you read the rules: I did, and I very much like the font colour.

[The Goddess]