Samael "Anax" Alaricus [Project App][HEAVY WIP]

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☥Name: Alaricus, Samael. Alaricus, his surname, comes from the Latinized form of Visigothic Alaric, meaning "all-powerful; ruler of all." His first name, Samael, is the name of an archangel, a fallen angel, the Angel of Death or Poison, the accuser, seducer, and destroyer famously known as The Grim Reaper, a spirit that Samael deeply admires and aspires to be more like. This could attribute to his abominable kill count. His nickname and calling card, "Anax", is the Latin for "(tribal) king, lord, (military) leader". This is the only name he typically goes by, and he will demand to be called this on a regular basis. It makes him feel the sense of superiority and self-righteous justification that one would expect from the kind of man whom refers to himself as a God.

☥Titles: Over the centuries, Samael has gone by many names. The most prominently known in history, however, was his time in Greece, where he spun false tales of valor and amusement to create the legends they live by. Samael integrated himself into these legends, calling himself "Hades", or the God of the Underworld, as he had been born in a place of hell, fire, and brimstone, a place that he would describe to many in his years of storytelling. A place that would become the center of evil in many religions and myth. The god that the mortals know as "Hades" is actually Samael, a god by birth. The legends about Hades, however, are mostly untrue. He began going by his true name again sometime around 9 B.C.E

☥Age: No one can, or ever will, know how old Samael truly is. Some say he is as old as time itself, others say they have seen him as a child in the later times of both the Dark Ages and the French Revolution. Reports of sightings have dotted the centuries, stretching all the way back to before the roman empire, when some noted that he claimed to be a god, walking the world of mortals simply because it amuses him, spinning stories and legends of other gods that captivated the men of that era. However, he has to be even older than that, as modern-day spelunkers have discovered a few cave paintings that eerily resemble Samael.

☥Gender: Male
☥D.O.B: It has been confirmed that the exact "day" of Samael's birth was December 21st. However, the year and location are still unknown to most.
☥Zodiac: Sagittarius
☥Blood Type: O Negative
☥Sexuality: Straight, Polyamorous/Polygamous, Aromantic
☥Father: N/A
☥Mother: N/A
☥Siblings: N/A
☥Spouse: N/A
☥Children: N/A
☥Affiliation/Rank: Samael is and has always been affiliated with the Demon Race as a whole. No matter who he makes allegiances with, or who attempts to align with him, his first priority will always be his own kind at every turn, beyond a shadow of a doubt. As far as Ranking goes, Samael wouldn't classify himself under any sort of banner heading. If you asked him, he would answer simply: "I am the End of the Line."

Shifter Appearance Written: While Samael has chosen to take many a form over his long and expansive life, they typically have looked all around the same basic model and form. It is fascinating, really, if one looks down the history books at his various appearances as they've been recorded. One would find that they differ only slightly form to form. A subtle shape change here, a change of hair length there, but they're all strikingly similar.

To start, one must carefully observe his facial structure. From the jawline, chiseled and perfected, one might draw a sense of strength from his design. From his cheekbones, aligned to give him an appearance that is both refined and dignified, one might get the feeling or the air of royalty in some form or fashion. His eyes are shaped to be narrowly open, as if he's concentrating on something for a majority of his time. However, this is not necessarily an aggressive or intense look, as these concentrated eyes can give him character at times, and actually make him look quite kind. His brow is sculpted to be multi-faceted, allowing him to express himself using only his eyebrows with nary a word at all. His nose is pointed, but in the sense that it is not overly wide, and is, in fact, shaped perfectly to fit his face, as one would expect of a being who claims to be "perfect".

On to Physique. From the waist up, one might notice that Samael is extremely "toned" in a word. For a towering build such as his, standing at seven feet and one-half inches exactly, one might expect for it to be difficult keeping up physically, as one has more body mass to account for when planning, scheduling, and organizing workouts. However, Samael knows not the meaning of the word "difficult", or so he claims. He spends copious amounts of time making sure his body is always in tip-top condition, preferable and ready to engage should a combat situation arise. From abdominal muscled chiseled into what is commonly known as a "six-pack", to broad, strong pecs, and rippling toned muscles along the arms, and shoulders. Below the waist, the situation is the same. Leg muscles toned to the pinnacle. Another thing one might notice about Samael is the complete lack of hair anywhere on his body, save for atop his head and upon his brow. No facial hair, body hair, groin hair, or anything else of the sort. It is a peculiarity, the lack of follicle activity he displays, but nothing to be too disturbed about.

His hair, although changed many a time over his generations of life, has stayed the same for his past several lifetimes. This is due to a few choice compliments he received on the style. It was referred to as "noble" and "befitting of a man such as he". And thus, he kept it. If one were to look, one would notice that it looked almost as if it was SUPPOSED to be short. Jagged edges along the sides and back show that maybe it was supposed to come above or around the earlobes/upper jaw line. However, the banks, and parts of the hair itself, disprove this theory. The sweeping bangs alone show that he had no intention of hair that was entirely short. Along with this, many strands of his hair were spared at their original length, creating portions in the back that extend down to his neck, shoulders, and a couple to his shoulder-blades even. This.. unique hair style has been considered odd, even by those with weirder hair, to speak of. However, no one Samael had met would ever say such a thing to his face, for reasons that should be abundantly clear.

Next, his skin. Samael's skin is a oddity, in ways, because one could not consider it overtly pale OR overtly dark. While it is more on the white side, in persuasion, it is of darker tone and shade of said white hues. This creates a rather odd combination remaining which is hard to describe besides with the blanket header "off-white", which is used to describe most people that are of white descent, but whom are darker than they should be, to any degree. His skin appears without any flaw or blemish. You could spend hours, or days even, examining this man, and find nary a pimple nor any sort of mole or freckle at any point or place on his body. Although his musculature is defined, one would not find a single place where a vein would show, or a muscle would appear off in any way. Even the very skin itself seems to glow with an angelic-like radiance that one would only expect from a truly divine being, despite how deceptive this appearance is.

For his eyes, it is interesting to see a being whom looks so angelic and divine in nature carry such evil, burdened, and monstrous eyes. The typical yellow coloration that one would expect to see in some primitive beast, or at the very least, a hollow or vizard of some sort, when the mask is on and all traces of humanity have been wiped from the very fabric of existence. This expectation wouldn't be too far off in Samael's case. Despite his ethereal, or rather godlike appearance, his eyes truly disclose his realistic nature, and show beyond even a shadow of a doubt, the kind of person one would expect to find in Samael. Not a friend, not a lover, but a monster.

Next up on the general listings, of course, is the attire. Now, when you think of the "demon" title, what would you expect for one carrying it to wear? Heavy armor? Most certainly. At the very least, attire suiting of one who would be perusing the fires of hell itself? Definitely. However, Samael.. does not spring for such things. Instead, his attire resembles moreso that of a classy gentleman, or a pharaoh if he were to be transported into modern times. When in casual wear, Samael can be seen most simply in blue jeans, designer (of course) and made to fit him perfectly. Over this he would wear a grey, form-fitting t-shirt, also designer. Atop this, he wears a necklace, one that would typically be expected to be seen on a king of some kind. A hoop around the neck with stone, ovular attachments every inch or so, starting from the mid-point of the neck between the front and back, and growing in size as one gets closer to the front-center of the hoop, until it reaches the one singular peg in the center which is larger than the others. However, his formal attire is much different than this, and much more classy, truly fitting a man of his stature. Dressed to the nines, Samael's typical outfit is, quite simply, a suit. Pin-striped and three-piece, this suit is as elegant as they come. Pressed, form-fitting while still allowing agile movement, and without wrinkle or scuff, he owns several of these, all in different color palettes, for variation of course. As well as shined and clean shoes to match exactly.

Last, but certainly not least, the reiatsu of Samael. When viewing it as it flowed freely, if he allows it to do so, one might see a deep, burning red, with a black outline. Almost as if it were a demonic fire in its own right. However, if one were to look even closer, toward the surface (if there is such a thing) of the mass of energy, one would see another, extremely, extremely thin, layer of the same deep, burning red color, ebbing and flowing along with the rest of the mass of energy. His reiatsu does not flow in a regular pattern like most spiritual beings, surrounding one's body and stretching into the sky. Instead, his reiatsu randomly spikes everywhere when fully released, flaring and releasing random energy every which way if he isn't carefully monitoring and controlling it. When he does monitor and control it though, he can create the illusion that his abilities aren't much more than your average Joe's.

Summary:
☥Height: 215 cm (7'0½")
☥Weight: 93 kg (205 lbs)
☥Hair Color: Blinding White
☥Eye Color: An acidic, almost hollow or vizard-looking Yellow.
☥Reiatsu/Aura Color: A fiery, burning, deep red, mixed with a dense and desolate midnight black, surrounded by a thin layer of the same red as aforementioned.

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True Appearance Written:
One of the things that seems incredible about Samael is that he completely lacks a true appearance in the traditional sort. He has no giant final form, or epic transformation into some lovecraftian horror. The entirety of his being is, in essence, energy itself. When not condensed into a Shifter form, or what have you, Samael's body is a floating mass of black energy. It's impossible to see through, and more dense than any recorded fog.

Even knowing that his body is thus, one might find it hard to process the fact that this mass has no discernable shape. The edges and contents of this deep, midnight black energy are always swirling and changing. At any moment it could be as small as a thumbtack, or as large as an ocean, with no end in sight. The only constant to this ever-changing form, regardless of shape and size, is a voice emenating from it. Or so one might hear.

Depending on the person, it might be possible for someone to hear one voice, or fifty voices. Each unique. Each antagonizing and taunting. Each as carnal, primordial, and evil as humanly (or inhumanly) possible. This is simply the nature of Samael, as is the nature of hell itself, or as one would expect a physical manifestation of hell to be.

Oddly enough, this mass of energy won't seem to have any reiatsu or spiritual signature on its own. Whether this is due to the sheer power that it possesses, or due to the fact that it could quite possibly be leaking energy and power so rapidly, randomly, and carelessly that it would be impossible to detect any coming FROM the mass still remains a mystery, even to those who have known Samael for centuries.
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Personality

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To explain the complexities and levels of one such as Samael, one must work as if one is baking a cake, crafting slowly, layer by layer. However, as opposed to baking, the examination of Samael will be in reverse, from the topmost layer, to the innermost.

On the top layer, one might actually be completely deceived by the ruse he puts on. Samael, on the surface, could at first actually seem like a benevolent ruler, or a mighty and just king. On the very top-most layer, one could see Samael as someone to easily get along with. He will act caring toward you. He will ask you how your day has been, he will ask if you require assistance with anything in your life, and if so, he will ask how he specifically might be of assistance to you. He will act kind and loving, helping the meek in their journey toward the stars, the rich in their journey for fulfillment, the poor in their journey for wealth, or whatever else might come his way. He is not mean, nor is he vicious, or cruel. He will smile, he will laugh, and he will care, genuinely. He will offer advice, he will offer council, and he will offer friendship and gifts.

The layer underneath this, though, is a tad on the explanatory side when it comes to WHY he partakes in these actions. You see, Samael believes that if more and more people are there are that adore him, and care for him, in increasingly growing numbers, then more and more people will be inclined to follow him blindly if he requires anything of them. This is manipulative on a very base level, but the fact of the matter is that people BELIEVE him. He is a master of faces, and is skillful to a frightening degree at making those around him have faith in whatever he wants them to believe. So convincing is this act that he managed to fool an entire race into believing in a polytheistic deity system that truly didn't exist for EONS, with a few SURVIVING believers even to this day and age. The fact of the matter is, Samael simply doesn't actually feel for those he tends to. He watches, he observes, he plans, and he coordinates silently, from the shadows. This extends to his enemies as well. Rare is the time indeed when Samael will actually show himself on the front lines of, or anywhere near, a battle, especially one that he would sense to be particularly gruesome. He prefers with an almost absolute-certainty the use of strategy, as if any battle, or a war in its entirety, were only a game.

Which brings us to our next layer. The gathering of "Servants", so to speak, in his benevolent act that he masterfully performs, is nothing more to him than a game of cat and mouse, or rather, a game of mouse trap if you'd prefer. In fact, Chess would be the closest comparison to the devious game he plays with all those around him, enemies and allies alike. 1.)Those who fall for the bait that is his kindness and generosity blindly, putting loyalty above all else, and giving up everything, including their free will, simply to do Samael's bidding.. Those are the pawns in this game. 2.)Those who are.. the wildcards, the odd ones who tend to move on their own with naught but suggestion from Samael, THEY are the knights. Those who will obey WITH a sense of free-will still intact. 3.) Those who stick to what they know, moving as they normally would, simply in a different direction than they might have otherwise. Those are the Rooks. 4.) Those who move in the path that is crooked, the one that constantly fights Samael's will and his plan, even though in the end they have no choice in any way, they are the Bishops. 5.) The one that Samael can rely on most, his ace in the hole, his final playing card before an inevitable big finale, this is his Queen. One who can move and act as they wish, without really needing to adhere to the plan at all for the sheer confidence Samael has in their ability to overcome any obstacle. 6.) And finally, grand finale personified. The one who only moves when absolutely necessary. The one who moves for one purpose, and one purpose only, to put an end to the game. THAT is Samael Alaricus, the King of the Board, in the simplest of terms.

This, of course, brings us to the final layer, the TRUE personality of "Anax".

Underneath it all, the games, the facades, the acting, Samael is a truly uncaring being. The only thing he even remotely feels for in the slightest is his own kind, and that is manifested in more of a protective instinct than anything else, as they ARE his kind, and he would die before he saw them destroyed. Regardless of the game, he does hold his race, and the preservation of such, above all else. To the point where it becomes difficult for him to focus on much of anything else when someone THREATENS that preservation.

Beyond his own kind, though, Samael holds a complete and total disregard for all life. Be it animal, vegetable, mineral, human, or spiritual, he simply holds no room in the shriveled husk that he possesses where normally a "heart" would be for any sort of recognition of life as an important concept. As far as he saw it, everything that lived, would eventually die. There was no use in attempting to prevent it, there was no use in trying to stop it, or delay it. And there was certainly no use in mourning those who had already succumbed to it.

In any other regard, Samael is the cold, unfeeling bastard that he promises himself to be at every turn. He will do anything and everything under the sun in the pursuit of his interests, his allegiances, and the interests of those in the demon hierarchy with him. Primarily, among the royalty and such, as those below don't necessary have things on their plates or in their focus which would be in any way relevant to Samael himself.

He truly does loathe battle. Not because he's weak, or afraid, or against violence as a whole, but simply because he despises the very idea of getting his own hands dirty. Of course, if he has to, if push comes to shove, he will without a moment's hesitation. However, if there's another alternative, or someone else that can fight while he does his best to avoid doing so, he will take that route, if only for the sake of avoiding any sort of conflict that may lead to having to take immediate action personally.

His own personal interests are of the more classy sort, if one could believe that. Samael enjoys classical music, played on vinyl, aged wine, and being surrounded by beautiful women who tend to his every need whilst he relaxes and thinks up new plans for the Demon race as a whole. Some might call this lazy behavior, Samael simply calls it enjoying the finer things in life, as he has spent too many years working, bleeding, and sweating to get where he currently is. He's done so much for himself, for the race, and for the royalty therein, that he sees himself as deserving of as much rest, relaxation, and the spoils of war as he can possibly get for himself. This doesn't mean he is completely apathetic, though. When there are things that need to be done, he's the very first to recognize them as needing such, and he'll be the first one to jump and make sure they get done. This is partly because he doesn't like relying on others, partly because he enjoys making sure that things get done, and also in part to the fact that he doesn't TRUST anyone else to get the job done.

Samael is truly a man of few words for those who he doesn't know in a personal setting. He likes to keep to himself to a degree, but not because he's introverted, or socially awkward, he just prefer to observe and study, rather than gab and lose focus when it comes to the important things, such as evaluating all of those around you to get the sort of information that one needs if one is trying to truly be "the most intelligent being in the room", as Samael tends to attempt to be quite often. For those who DO know him though, one of two options is possible.

On the one hand, if you're allied to him, Samael will put on a similar show to those he's attempting to will under his wing. He will offer you wine, women, and all the luxuries of his home and his position. He will talk to you as if you really are important, even though a majority of his personality contradicts the possibility of him believing such. However, even if it's all for show, it is still convincing to a degree, even to those who have known him, and known his personality, and his tendency to put on such acts.

On the other hand, if you are a known enemy of his, he will talk to you as a king talks to one in the stockade, or about to face the gallows. His speech, his actions, his very movements resonate with the energy of one who is utterly bored with whatever it is you're saying or doing, and completely uninterested in the "hows" and "whys", caring only to get you out of his sight as soon as possible. If you are there specifically to fight him, you will be treated to irritated actions, as he will protest at every turn until it is absolutely impossible to continue protesting. If you still insist, then he will, begrudgingly, combat you, but not without a high degree of irritation, and no small amount of prejudice toward you personally for wasting his time, energy, and combat prowess on a mere, insignificant welp. For that is what you must be to even dare intrude upon him, and his time to himself.

One thing that's characteristic to Samael is his smile. His lips will nearly always be at least partially upturned in some sort of happy, or at least amused, expression. Whether this is out of genuine amusement, or simply because he enjoys disturbing those around him, isn't really known. God help the one, however, who manages to make that smile leave his face. There are very few things that can irritate or anger Samael. Assuming one is equal to him at all is one of these things, as it is inconceivable to Samael for anyone to even reach him on the vastly superior level he believes himself to be on. Maggots overstepping their position is another one of these things. E.G. people from other organizations who broke orders to seek him out, or those in his own organization who decided that they wished to seek him when they had other duties to attend to, lest there be a VERY important reason.

Such things will show one an entirely different side of Samael. Gone is the noble prince who doesn't want to so much as dirty his hands. Gone is the smile, and the attitude of uncaring. When this point is passed, Samael will use every resource at his disposal simply and efficiently to annihilate the one who dared to cross his bad side from the very face of existence itself.

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Natural Demon Abilities
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Za Koa Skill:

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Za Koa's Influence:

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Knowledge Of Environment:

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Reaitsu Drain:

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Black Inferno Blast:

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Samael's Black Inferno Blast can hold anywhere between the strength of a Gran Rey Cero to the strength of two of the Espada's Cero Oscurus, depending on how controlling he is of his reiatsu output at the time.

Kage Chōkyō-shi:

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The Art Of Demon Magic:

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Akuma Kyodo:

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Samael's Akuma Kyodo is one of the strongest examples of the technique that there is among the natural demons. His defenses are ridiculous, against the physical and the spiritual alike.

Shadow Movement:

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Affinity For Hell:

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Sacrificing Incantation:

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Samael has mastered the art of sacrificial incantations over his eons as a Demon, able to perform masterful feats of vast and massive sacrificial actions with little to no effort.

Curse Effect:

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Body Manipulation:

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The Sealed Spirits:

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