Post by Validus Recubo on Jun 8, 2011 12:21:29 GMT -6
Name: Validus Recubo
Aliases: The Deceiver, The White Testament, The Plague of Legion, The Despair, The Worldbreaker.
Age: 4567
Gender: Male
Species: Demon
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Canon or Original: Original
Date of Birth: Unknown
Place of Birth: The Demon World
Physical Appearance:
Personality:
As to be expected by his demonic heritage, Validus is a very cold, callous and dispassionate figure. Highly analytical as well as cunning, he displays obvious signs of his heartless nature in nearly everything he does, oddly enough for a demon however, he does not appear to be violent or bestial nor has he ever shown any signs of such primordial nature. Alas he will not hesitate to kill any who chooses to impede on his ideals, be they allies, demon or otherwise. Thus he has a tendency referring to anyone he does not find of particular interest to be ’trash,’ making them utterly expendable in his eyes… and of course such ’rabble’ are always dealt with accordingly.
Gifted with a high level of intelligence and a perceptive nature he is almost never surprised by the outcome of a certain event, having already deduced several countermeasures to nullify any possible chance of it bringing harm to him or his plans long before the opposing faction ever carry it into fruition. Brandishing a haunting melancholy expression upon his cold demeanour, this emotionless visage never falters even in the most dire of situations, regardless of what or who he faces. No matter what the situation, he always remains completely calm and in control of his environment as to never be caught off- guard, leaving nothing to chance… however in the rare case where he is outmanoeuvred, one would think such a case would cause frustration.. alas, it only intrigues him. Another thing to be noted about Validus’s persona, is the fact that although he may see the humans as trash and pointless cattle ripe for slaughter, he does regard them with a certain curiosity, especially the thing which they refer to as ‘the soul’ or ‘the heart.‘ His nature closely befitting that of a nihilist, Validus has been shown a firm believer in that what his eyes cannot see, does not exist. Evidently the mortals believe in the phrase of ’emotion’ and reveres the soul for serving as the conduit of it. In the end, they believe in something which cannot exist, and yet their belief is upheld with such unfaltering perseverance and resolve, a phenomenon which have peeked the curiosity of Validus time and time again.
Special Abilities:
Validus is far from being what many might consider a normal demon, and neither are his abilities. As a demon, Validus displays a frightening physical strength, endurance and speed, yet that is all insignificant when compared to the true nature of his power. It is said that a demons power is defined from the day of his creation, thus hardly any of the ’high demons’ are ever the same, a truth quite fitting to this unnatural being. Where as many demons are large and grotesque monsters by nature, Validus’s powers mended themselves in such a way as to.. eventually grant him a somewhat human form the day he was ’born’, alas he is far from being anything of the sort. It is suspected that on the day of his so called birth, his own crushing demonic power was so vast and unstable from the day he entered the world, that his own body simply could not contain it, and thus instantly began to break down into nothing but microbes.
Born only to be reduced to nothing, it was not the end for him. The very nature of his power changed along with him, as his own demonic energies began to weave themselves directly into the very particles which composed his body, granting him direct control over his entire cellular structure. Now a sentient cluster of microbes, he soon discovered that it was easily within his power to ’feed’ off other organisms, breaking down matter and consuming it into his structure was but one of many feats which came easy. Thus he began to absorb other demons within the depths of Hell, feeding off them.. fuelling his own power, learning the components of flesh and tissue, and eventually gave himself form once again. Validus has ever since carried with him a sickly ability of consuming other beings be they living or dead, ascertaining his foes abilities as a means to fuel his own power if needed, alas that is far from being the most frightening aspect of his unnatural powers.
Having direct control over his cellular structure, Validus is in sense a living plague. Able to morph his body however he sees fit, subtracting as well as adding particles seems like mere child’s play to him, with direct control over the entire structure of his being, with each cell as if being but an extension of his will… the true limits as to what he can do are drawn only by his knowledge. Even going as far as being able to change the very molecular structure of other objects be they organic or otherwise.
It should also be noted, that since the very essence of his power is woven into the cells of his body, the process of this combined with the sheer amount of his demonic energy alone seems to have hardened his skin over time to the point of being virtually indestructible, as he is shown fighting with his bare hands even when facing the most deadly of opponents.
However after aeons of waiting, Validus is now finally complete, through the aid of his unwilling puppet Amoura Ethelia, Validus has now finally ascertained his true form. Since the day of his recreation, the white devil always knew deep within his soul that for him to ever reach his full potential, he would need to first bolster his own power in order for him to avoid being torn asunder yet again by the release of energy locked deep within his being. After countless millennia of growth and consuming some of the most powerful beings of the Underworld he was finally ready to take the final step of his evolution… and thus forced his pawn to destroy him… that he would be created anew.
No longer limited by the lack of control over the crushing demonic energies surging within every cell of his body, they are now set free… enabling him to at last wield his power to the full extent of its potential. At last able to control his own demonic energy on a whim, to give it shape, redirect, to either shield himself or unleash it in forms each more devastating than the last are but some of the capabilities unlocked through his evolved state… a truly horrific being of untold power.
Deceit of the Devil:
Due to his unique powers of cellular control Validus has developed something truly horrific, and extraordinary. Using his knowledge of anatomy, Validus will infect the body of his foe with his own cells, allowing them to travel to the cerebral cortex via the central nervous system, gaining access to the very core of their being. Using his own molecules as a beacon, he is able to see the very essence of their ’soul’ through but a singular glance of his haunting emerald gaze. Allowing him to truly see who they are right down to the maw in their bones by interpreting the brains electrical impulses. Their powers, their appearance, their minds and memories, the way they act think and feel, everything right down to the very last detail. From here he is able to store the memory of their being within his own body, enabling him to alter his form accordingly, making and exact copy.
History:
Several millennia ago, long before the Legendary Dark Knights rebellion, a demon of vast power came into being, one so great, its very creation shook the foundations of the Underworld to the core. Alas before other demons even had a chance seek out this sinister source of energy, either to discover, serve or even conquer it… the being was gone, vanished into nothingness. Such was the story of Validus Recubo, born with a power so great and unstable, that it destroyed him the very moment he was brought into the world, leaving nothing but a massive crater behind deep within one of the many realms of the Underworld, which have since earned the namesake ‘Pit of the Faceless One‘. However this was not the end for him, the power of the fiend endured. His demonic energies mingled with the cells of his, disintegrated body, bringing them together, soon becoming a sentient cluster of microbes and particles… with a burning desire to become hole once again. Thus it wasn’t it long before pure instinct drove Validus to discover the terrifying aspect of his unusual power that would grant him life anew. He was able to consume other beings, life in itself… breaking down their structures ’feeding’ off living organisms, fuelling his own power. At first, it was merely the few scurrying whelps, skulking the shadows around the crater marking his birth… however it wasn’t long before, he spread out across the entire realm, devouring everything, leaving it barren… and broken, and once there was nothing left for him to consume…he moved on... again and again.
For several years, Validus roamed the Underworld like a plague… devouring all he came across. Leaving nothing but death and decay in his wake, his quest to become whole once more resulted in a terrifying blight upon the land, one of such magnitude that entire realms of Hell were left desolate and uninhabitable by other demons. As the years passed, soon this ‘plague’ became legendary in its own right, forcing entire cities to crumble, and even the mightiest of demons to flee in its wake… and still none were able to determine what it was, nor who brought it into being… until finally, the plague which had ravaged the Demon World for what seemed and eternity, gained a name, a face, even a body… as Validus Recubo was reborn into the world which he had fed upon for so long, earning himself a most fitting title as ’The Plaguebringer.’
Upon his resurrection, he returned to the realm of his birth, now nothing but a barren wasteland, home to undead demons and spectres, he was fascinated by the many creatures within that seemed unaffected by the plague born of his own twisted being, a realm as peaceful as it was haunting. Concluding that further destruction of the Underworld wouldn’t be productive to his growth rate, he soon made the realm marking his creation his ‘seat of power‘. Intrigued by the creatures inhabiting it, he thought to learn something from them, answers to questions he did not yet have and more. By this time however, word had already spread to the far reaches of the Underworld, regarding the true nature of the plague which had decimated them for years, and by then, as expected… Validus was feared by all, even to the point where those outside suspected him of being an opposed power to The Prince of Darkness.
From here, he lingered as the cycle of life within Hell continued as it always had, survival of fittest, being the only law of the land. However with no desire to even rule, nor any pestering trash disturbing him, he made sure that by this law, any venturing into the realm of the damned would need to fight for their continued existence. Covering the entirety of the realm with his own twisted cells as a means of warding it against all living creatures, allowing but few living beings to remain within, corrupted…. and hideous shadows of their former selves, possibly to serve as a testament to the plague which could have easily brought them to brink of annihilation.
Alas this warning, went unnoticed, and throughout the ages, he has been sought by countless beings and demons alike, some seeking to fight him to bolster their own power, some for vengeance of what he had done, others to ensure his unstable existence be erased. Yet all who tried failed in their endeavour, in truth they never got far enough to ever lay their eyes upon him, they died from the festering plague roaming the land under the control of Validus, consuming their bodies as each one fell, bolstering his powers in the process…yet despite his increase of power, he did not care. His desires were not of power, nor to rule anything, but to find a purpose to his life, something which he could ’see,’ a meaning to his existence… alas hundreds of years passed, and still he found nothing, and still challengers continued to try, and his power continuously grew. Even when word of Mundus’s march to conquest and Sparda’s rebellion reached his ears he remained within the land on the dead, caring little for the petty ideals of the Prince of Darkness, and with his seething corruption warding his home from the living beings of Hell, he was effectively sealed off from the rest of the world.…. until one day he met an anomaly even among devils, the day he met the ravaged spectre of Tajna Rasha. Being the first to greet the creature as it emerged within this realm of nightmares, the two demons soon found like minded individuals in one another, with Validus seemingly intrigued by the ideals of the wraith, and the state of his existence…. ideals so very much like his own, both of them hoping to find some form of meaning to their continued existence. From this moment on, life would go on for well over 2000 years for the two devils, with many obstacles overcome, and lessons well learned… neither however, finding what they sought, until one day, Validus sensed and unusual demon entering the realm, both in power and physique. Intrigued by this, he allowed the mysterious figure to pass unharmed through the veil of his ward, able to see and feel his every move as he strode through his elegantly weaved ‘web.’
He watched as the being approached Tajna within the shadowy halls of the hellish pit….and in turn revealing his intentions, the creature was recruiting… but for what purpose. Upon gaining the trust and loyalty of the phantom, it wasn’t long before both of them stood before Validus himself… seeking his aid in coming strife. At first reluctant to heed the call of the red coated devil, failing to see how this one would fare any different then Mundus had millennia ago. However, it was Tajna, not this strange devil who would eventually convince the demon. An inspired conviction burning bright behind his inhuman eyes, combined with the words he spoke, was all that was needed, claiming that this would allow them to find meaning, that this would provide the answer which they both so desperately sought.
So it was that Validus Recubo joined the Council of Legion, pledging himself to the masters will, to go forth at his command, and destroy all those who would stand against them. Since the dissolution of the council however and the shattering of the balance of the worlds, what drives the white devil now no one can guess… only time would tell… all things, in time.
Aliases: The Deceiver, The White Testament, The Plague of Legion, The Despair, The Worldbreaker.
Age: 4567
Gender: Male
Species: Demon
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Canon or Original: Original
Date of Birth: Unknown
Place of Birth: The Demon World
Physical Appearance:
Personality:
As to be expected by his demonic heritage, Validus is a very cold, callous and dispassionate figure. Highly analytical as well as cunning, he displays obvious signs of his heartless nature in nearly everything he does, oddly enough for a demon however, he does not appear to be violent or bestial nor has he ever shown any signs of such primordial nature. Alas he will not hesitate to kill any who chooses to impede on his ideals, be they allies, demon or otherwise. Thus he has a tendency referring to anyone he does not find of particular interest to be ’trash,’ making them utterly expendable in his eyes… and of course such ’rabble’ are always dealt with accordingly.
Gifted with a high level of intelligence and a perceptive nature he is almost never surprised by the outcome of a certain event, having already deduced several countermeasures to nullify any possible chance of it bringing harm to him or his plans long before the opposing faction ever carry it into fruition. Brandishing a haunting melancholy expression upon his cold demeanour, this emotionless visage never falters even in the most dire of situations, regardless of what or who he faces. No matter what the situation, he always remains completely calm and in control of his environment as to never be caught off- guard, leaving nothing to chance… however in the rare case where he is outmanoeuvred, one would think such a case would cause frustration.. alas, it only intrigues him. Another thing to be noted about Validus’s persona, is the fact that although he may see the humans as trash and pointless cattle ripe for slaughter, he does regard them with a certain curiosity, especially the thing which they refer to as ‘the soul’ or ‘the heart.‘ His nature closely befitting that of a nihilist, Validus has been shown a firm believer in that what his eyes cannot see, does not exist. Evidently the mortals believe in the phrase of ’emotion’ and reveres the soul for serving as the conduit of it. In the end, they believe in something which cannot exist, and yet their belief is upheld with such unfaltering perseverance and resolve, a phenomenon which have peeked the curiosity of Validus time and time again.
Special Abilities:
Validus is far from being what many might consider a normal demon, and neither are his abilities. As a demon, Validus displays a frightening physical strength, endurance and speed, yet that is all insignificant when compared to the true nature of his power. It is said that a demons power is defined from the day of his creation, thus hardly any of the ’high demons’ are ever the same, a truth quite fitting to this unnatural being. Where as many demons are large and grotesque monsters by nature, Validus’s powers mended themselves in such a way as to.. eventually grant him a somewhat human form the day he was ’born’, alas he is far from being anything of the sort. It is suspected that on the day of his so called birth, his own crushing demonic power was so vast and unstable from the day he entered the world, that his own body simply could not contain it, and thus instantly began to break down into nothing but microbes.
Born only to be reduced to nothing, it was not the end for him. The very nature of his power changed along with him, as his own demonic energies began to weave themselves directly into the very particles which composed his body, granting him direct control over his entire cellular structure. Now a sentient cluster of microbes, he soon discovered that it was easily within his power to ’feed’ off other organisms, breaking down matter and consuming it into his structure was but one of many feats which came easy. Thus he began to absorb other demons within the depths of Hell, feeding off them.. fuelling his own power, learning the components of flesh and tissue, and eventually gave himself form once again. Validus has ever since carried with him a sickly ability of consuming other beings be they living or dead, ascertaining his foes abilities as a means to fuel his own power if needed, alas that is far from being the most frightening aspect of his unnatural powers.
Having direct control over his cellular structure, Validus is in sense a living plague. Able to morph his body however he sees fit, subtracting as well as adding particles seems like mere child’s play to him, with direct control over the entire structure of his being, with each cell as if being but an extension of his will… the true limits as to what he can do are drawn only by his knowledge. Even going as far as being able to change the very molecular structure of other objects be they organic or otherwise.
It should also be noted, that since the very essence of his power is woven into the cells of his body, the process of this combined with the sheer amount of his demonic energy alone seems to have hardened his skin over time to the point of being virtually indestructible, as he is shown fighting with his bare hands even when facing the most deadly of opponents.
However after aeons of waiting, Validus is now finally complete, through the aid of his unwilling puppet Amoura Ethelia, Validus has now finally ascertained his true form. Since the day of his recreation, the white devil always knew deep within his soul that for him to ever reach his full potential, he would need to first bolster his own power in order for him to avoid being torn asunder yet again by the release of energy locked deep within his being. After countless millennia of growth and consuming some of the most powerful beings of the Underworld he was finally ready to take the final step of his evolution… and thus forced his pawn to destroy him… that he would be created anew.
No longer limited by the lack of control over the crushing demonic energies surging within every cell of his body, they are now set free… enabling him to at last wield his power to the full extent of its potential. At last able to control his own demonic energy on a whim, to give it shape, redirect, to either shield himself or unleash it in forms each more devastating than the last are but some of the capabilities unlocked through his evolved state… a truly horrific being of untold power.
Deceit of the Devil:
Due to his unique powers of cellular control Validus has developed something truly horrific, and extraordinary. Using his knowledge of anatomy, Validus will infect the body of his foe with his own cells, allowing them to travel to the cerebral cortex via the central nervous system, gaining access to the very core of their being. Using his own molecules as a beacon, he is able to see the very essence of their ’soul’ through but a singular glance of his haunting emerald gaze. Allowing him to truly see who they are right down to the maw in their bones by interpreting the brains electrical impulses. Their powers, their appearance, their minds and memories, the way they act think and feel, everything right down to the very last detail. From here he is able to store the memory of their being within his own body, enabling him to alter his form accordingly, making and exact copy.
History:
Several millennia ago, long before the Legendary Dark Knights rebellion, a demon of vast power came into being, one so great, its very creation shook the foundations of the Underworld to the core. Alas before other demons even had a chance seek out this sinister source of energy, either to discover, serve or even conquer it… the being was gone, vanished into nothingness. Such was the story of Validus Recubo, born with a power so great and unstable, that it destroyed him the very moment he was brought into the world, leaving nothing but a massive crater behind deep within one of the many realms of the Underworld, which have since earned the namesake ‘Pit of the Faceless One‘. However this was not the end for him, the power of the fiend endured. His demonic energies mingled with the cells of his, disintegrated body, bringing them together, soon becoming a sentient cluster of microbes and particles… with a burning desire to become hole once again. Thus it wasn’t it long before pure instinct drove Validus to discover the terrifying aspect of his unusual power that would grant him life anew. He was able to consume other beings, life in itself… breaking down their structures ’feeding’ off living organisms, fuelling his own power. At first, it was merely the few scurrying whelps, skulking the shadows around the crater marking his birth… however it wasn’t long before, he spread out across the entire realm, devouring everything, leaving it barren… and broken, and once there was nothing left for him to consume…he moved on... again and again.
For several years, Validus roamed the Underworld like a plague… devouring all he came across. Leaving nothing but death and decay in his wake, his quest to become whole once more resulted in a terrifying blight upon the land, one of such magnitude that entire realms of Hell were left desolate and uninhabitable by other demons. As the years passed, soon this ‘plague’ became legendary in its own right, forcing entire cities to crumble, and even the mightiest of demons to flee in its wake… and still none were able to determine what it was, nor who brought it into being… until finally, the plague which had ravaged the Demon World for what seemed and eternity, gained a name, a face, even a body… as Validus Recubo was reborn into the world which he had fed upon for so long, earning himself a most fitting title as ’The Plaguebringer.’
Upon his resurrection, he returned to the realm of his birth, now nothing but a barren wasteland, home to undead demons and spectres, he was fascinated by the many creatures within that seemed unaffected by the plague born of his own twisted being, a realm as peaceful as it was haunting. Concluding that further destruction of the Underworld wouldn’t be productive to his growth rate, he soon made the realm marking his creation his ‘seat of power‘. Intrigued by the creatures inhabiting it, he thought to learn something from them, answers to questions he did not yet have and more. By this time however, word had already spread to the far reaches of the Underworld, regarding the true nature of the plague which had decimated them for years, and by then, as expected… Validus was feared by all, even to the point where those outside suspected him of being an opposed power to The Prince of Darkness.
From here, he lingered as the cycle of life within Hell continued as it always had, survival of fittest, being the only law of the land. However with no desire to even rule, nor any pestering trash disturbing him, he made sure that by this law, any venturing into the realm of the damned would need to fight for their continued existence. Covering the entirety of the realm with his own twisted cells as a means of warding it against all living creatures, allowing but few living beings to remain within, corrupted…. and hideous shadows of their former selves, possibly to serve as a testament to the plague which could have easily brought them to brink of annihilation.
Alas this warning, went unnoticed, and throughout the ages, he has been sought by countless beings and demons alike, some seeking to fight him to bolster their own power, some for vengeance of what he had done, others to ensure his unstable existence be erased. Yet all who tried failed in their endeavour, in truth they never got far enough to ever lay their eyes upon him, they died from the festering plague roaming the land under the control of Validus, consuming their bodies as each one fell, bolstering his powers in the process…yet despite his increase of power, he did not care. His desires were not of power, nor to rule anything, but to find a purpose to his life, something which he could ’see,’ a meaning to his existence… alas hundreds of years passed, and still he found nothing, and still challengers continued to try, and his power continuously grew. Even when word of Mundus’s march to conquest and Sparda’s rebellion reached his ears he remained within the land on the dead, caring little for the petty ideals of the Prince of Darkness, and with his seething corruption warding his home from the living beings of Hell, he was effectively sealed off from the rest of the world.…. until one day he met an anomaly even among devils, the day he met the ravaged spectre of Tajna Rasha. Being the first to greet the creature as it emerged within this realm of nightmares, the two demons soon found like minded individuals in one another, with Validus seemingly intrigued by the ideals of the wraith, and the state of his existence…. ideals so very much like his own, both of them hoping to find some form of meaning to their continued existence. From this moment on, life would go on for well over 2000 years for the two devils, with many obstacles overcome, and lessons well learned… neither however, finding what they sought, until one day, Validus sensed and unusual demon entering the realm, both in power and physique. Intrigued by this, he allowed the mysterious figure to pass unharmed through the veil of his ward, able to see and feel his every move as he strode through his elegantly weaved ‘web.’
He watched as the being approached Tajna within the shadowy halls of the hellish pit….and in turn revealing his intentions, the creature was recruiting… but for what purpose. Upon gaining the trust and loyalty of the phantom, it wasn’t long before both of them stood before Validus himself… seeking his aid in coming strife. At first reluctant to heed the call of the red coated devil, failing to see how this one would fare any different then Mundus had millennia ago. However, it was Tajna, not this strange devil who would eventually convince the demon. An inspired conviction burning bright behind his inhuman eyes, combined with the words he spoke, was all that was needed, claiming that this would allow them to find meaning, that this would provide the answer which they both so desperately sought.
So it was that Validus Recubo joined the Council of Legion, pledging himself to the masters will, to go forth at his command, and destroy all those who would stand against them. Since the dissolution of the council however and the shattering of the balance of the worlds, what drives the white devil now no one can guess… only time would tell… all things, in time.
