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Name: Horus
Nickname: The Tainter, Devourer of souls, The Dark prince.
Race: Demon/Vampire
Place Of Origin: Outworld
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Age: Unknown
Gender: Male
Clan: None
Allies: Yet to be seen.
Enemies: Yet to be seen.
Bio: Once, long ago in ages past, there was a young sorcerer, scared of dying, for many years he had been searching of a way to make himself perfect, ageless, to make himself a god, he sadly...turned to the dark side of magic, thinking that this would be a better choice for his quest, he did manage to make himself immortal...but not in the way he had hoped, he became a demonic bloodthirsty monster, he gained much strength that day, but found himself shunned, over the years his hatred for humans built up, and after hundreds of years, he found himself envious of their powers of death, desiring to die and yet...unable to ever put a end to his immortal life, Soon he sought companionship, he did find companionship...the unholy spawn that came from the coupling created the vampire race as they are now, and after he had lived for nearly 800 years, he had decided to go into hibrenation, before now, he had slept peacefully through thousands of years...now he has awaken, as to why ..no one knows, but one thing is certain....He's hungry.
Appearance: Horus is a very tall and lithe being. He towers at a gigantic 6 feet 9 inches. His short hair is darker than the pitch black night he lives in and is kept out of his face his face, If one looks closely in the darkest nights, they can see the true nature of Horus. A unnaturally handsome face, looking as if he was made of the finest marble. His bleach white fangs tipped in a scarlet sheen, extending a thumbs length beyond normal, waiting to bite into the warm, soft flesh that he loves, waiting as he relentlessly sucks the scarlet lifeblood from the unsuspecting victim.His hands snake around, stroking himself, content on a fresh feed. Holes in the corpse show the few uses of his clawed hands. Bones protrude from his fingertips, tipped in a grisly erubescent gleam.
His armor: Horus's armor reflects on his obscure personality. Spikes protrude from every surface of his ash Grey armor. The plate mail pieces flair out into dangerous points, making it impossible to score a physical hit upon him without pain to the attacker. A blackened demon head cod piece conveys the power within his armor. Fenricker, as Horus lovingly calls his ash Grey armor, has glowing red lines running along seams and edges. Appearing as magma, they glow dully, until Horus begins to suck his sustenance from unlikely prey. The lines of magma deepen to a scarlet color when Horus feeds, turning the color of fresh blood, glowing with an eerie light.
Fighting Styles: Black magic, Tooth and Nail.
Weapons: None.
Fatalities: Unable to count all of them.
Character Handler: Will not disclose real name.
Recruiter: Liu Kang
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Yiff in Hell Furfags! --- Anonymous.
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