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 Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 8:06 pm
Username: Okoru-san Character Name: Okoru Mailbox Number: 034 Demon Race: Mage, shadow alignment Age: Somewhere over 3000 Appearance:  I also have black fangs and I am five foot Clothing: ((Picture)) Weapons: She manipulates dark energy to use when she wants and has a large sword which is almost as tall as she is, it is a demonic/soul blade Personality: Okoru is cold most of the time and has a haunting past. She tries to hide all her emotions from peopl, because she thinks that emotions are displays of weakness. She can be caring sometimes, but other times will kill without hesitation Background Information:She went through something devestating which has made her not trust anyone and not have feelings for anyone. She doesn't like to talk about it, but it has to do with her family
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2006 9:10 am
Username: ~Your_Legal_Drug~ Character Name: Fei Katushima Mailbox Number: 035 Demon Race: Speed demon Age: appears 16 Appearance:Fei is a small little girl. She has short brown hair, in small pig-tails. Her eyes are a soft green that are incased in her almond shaped eyes. She is about 5'5", and is has a small size. She is very lean, and agile. She is known for her speed, and seductive looks  Clothing:Fei has a black collar on her neck, with her name on the tag. She has a black long sleeve shirt, that has small yellow stripes on it. She wears a frilly back skirt, that is wide, and wears black and yellow stripped stockings.She always wears her black army boots for fighting. Weapons: Fei carries small daggers, that she keeps in high supply. She disposes of them after use. She is also known to carry small vials of poisons, and poison darts, for battle. Personality: Fei is a gental girl. She is still mentally young, so she always needs a guardian. She is known to run away, and start fights. She is sort of wild, in battle, but s sweet kind girl that is very lovable. Background Information:Fei is an escapee from a demon slaughter camp. She was sent to NYC, to find more people like her. She is also a good spy. After leaving the camp, she became a good theif, and learn to use her speed to kill.
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Posted: Tue Jan 17, 2006 4:32 pm
Username: Dark Rahl
Character Name: Daragio Rahl
Demon Race: Incubus
Mailbox: 036
Age: This demon appears to be no more than twenty years old, but his blue eyes betray the wisdom of one with many centuries of lifetime.
Appearance: (Weapons included) Daragio sports thick blue hair that runs slightly past the top of his eyes. His eyes are a deep blue that have a mysterious sparkle to them. His face is slightly pallid, its features near perfect. A pair of ebon shades rest apon the Incubus's nose, obscuring the demon's eyes. Daragio has a strong build, but is built more for agility than strength. He moves with a cat-like grace and his footfalls are silent. His figure is tall, well over six feet tall. The demon wears a polished leather jacket over his black muscle shirt. You can normally find his hands in pocket, if they are not holding a cigarette up to his mouth. His pants are a matching shade of black and chain from his right pocket traces its way to his back pocket, to his wallet. The Incubus has a pistol hidden in one of his obisidian boots, fully equiped with bullets filled with silver nitrate. At his waist hang to elaborately decorated scabbards, fitted with priceless gems and rubys. One sheaths a scimitar, the other rapier.
Personality: Daragio is a reserved person and tends not to talk unless it proves necessary, or unless he is getting rather bored. The Incubus is an expert at masking his emotions and wears a calm, emotionless expression. He is quite the oppertunist and if stabbing someone in the back is the best way to get ahead in life, his dagger will fly before he has the chance to think it over.
Background Information: Daragio was born to a relatively poor family. His mother was a succubus and his father was an incubus, so he is a purebred demon. Both of his parents were lazy good-for-nothings in his eyes and they were the reason his family had such poor social standing amongst the other demons. Although his family was relatively poor, he had deep ambition and learned that he would do whatever it took to earn everyone else's favor. In fact, that was the reason to why he had just came to New York. 
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2006 6:44 pm
Username: Demitros
Character Name: The Famine of Seven Winters (Any of those words alone can be used for a nickname.)
Mailbox Number: 037
Demon Race: Oni
Age: Honestly doesn't remember. Even if he did, his plane doesn't measure age the same way.
Appearance: The Demon stands at 6'2" to the top of his very mottled black hair. His radiant orange eyes always have a far-off look, as though he were thinking of revenge against someone some where, or he's chasing a storm over the horizon. There's a large scar covering all of his right cheek from a training accident. His body isn't as muscle bound as one would suspect, but he has more of a medium build to him, though even that appears to be very solid. His body is riddled with numerous scars scored during his training time. He has four spiked studs in his left ear.
Clothing: The Oni generally adorns himself in a button up hawaiin shirt, a pair of loose fitting jeans and a pair of black boots, which are plated with silver on the bottoms, though in such a right place as to not cause annoying clicking sounds.
When it's time for serious battles however, his attire changes. He eschews protection for mobility. He wears thick dark blue silk robes that flow with his movements and shimmer in the right light.
Weapons: His training was based around manipulating the essence in himself and any object that he could touch and then destroying it. This process doesn't take more than him punching something. The first part of this is using his essence, his being to increase his strength. The next step is then to manipulate his essence into something that meshes negatively with the essence of almost all other things. Then there's the final Arbiter of the damage done to the object in question. The Right Hand of Destruction. Winter's only weapon. This was a weapon he made and focused much of his own essence into to make as part of his training. The Right Hand of Destruction appears to be nothing more than a black fingerless leather glove, bound to him with chains(at times). It's real purpose is that it not only quadrouples the affect he has on those objects, but it allows him to give that destruction form. It allows him to bind the destruction he causes down to a needle point if he would so wish. Or even smaller than such. It also allows him to, with a small deal of concentration, to use that form to convert the essence of one thing to that of another. The further the gap, the longer it takes for it to happen, creating a problem, at times. The more exact the form is, the longer it takes as well. Though, this time lessens with practice and training. Intelligence also helps the matter. So, technically, he could very well punch a wooden table and turn the destruction into a gun with silver bullets loaded in it, but this could very likely take hours, as the mechanics would be ridiculous to figure out. The downfall of all this, is that he can't focus such destruction on a sentient being (animals and mortal things).
Personality: Serious. He's very serious about a lot of the stuff he does, thinking of himself of a knight of some sort, willing to put himself at risk and always following orders. However, on his time off or in a fight, this changes. Aside from that, the man's a natural leader, able to throw tactics into any situation that's needed. He's good enough at it, that it could almost be considered a supernatural power.
Background Information: Hell has one dimension (atleast where he's from). Flat as a table top, taking up no area. His teacher, sensei, mentor was known as The Crimson Blizzard of Jade and Terror, such was the reputation he'd earned. Not being keen on having such blaring weaknesses, a lot of his training was based on his mind, making him more intelligent. Another portion of enlightening him was teaching him to craft. Not only weapons and armor, but paintings and drawings, poetry and writings. This presented him with a lot of resolve and some abstract thought.
Oft times, he would use these codes and thoughts that were abstract to try to create new techniques, the process of creating his very first technique and continuing his training was stifened. Since he'd become so fond of the art of manipulating destruction, his mind set to work on how to yet again, add to this strength. Famine's curse wasn't failure here. He was an overachiever. The second he perfected this technique, his hand became radiant with a white light. Anxious to try it out, he moved his hand forward, no more than a centimeter. That's when he cracked that one dimensional Hell hole he called home. There, he was sucked into a new plane. And it was there, that he felt a strong calling. So he walked, hiding himself from humans as best he could, to a place called New York.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 8:35 pm
Username: Lunaris_Takishi
Character Name: Lunaris_Takishi, also goes by Midnight
Mailbox Number: 039
Demon Race: Succubi
Age: 1743 (appearance is 24)
Appearance: Incredibly voluptuous female with flowing white hair when she lets it down. Usually, however, she keeps it up in the hair style that she had in her early years of life. Strikingly vivid red eyes peek out from under her bangs, which she wears long enough to hide her eyes. Standing at 5'3", and 125 lbs, she is probably one of the larger females that were born in her era and region.
Clothing: Typically form fitting satin, silk, and leather dresses. Mostly oriental in design, but there are some french aquisitions in her wardrobe. Colors vary from red to periwinkle to black. However she has a tendancy to always have something red and black on her person, whether it's a choker, a ring, or whatever else she might happen to have access to.
Weapons: Daggers are her specialty, as they're the only weapons that one can hide while wearing a skin tight dress. She does, however know how to utilize many of the archaic style weapons, such as swords, glaives, spears, and other such weapons.
Personality: Luna has a tendancy to care for someone or something only so far. The ages have played a very big role in tempering her feelings. Once a person gets to know her however, they usually come to accept her wisdom and 'devils advocate' type of comments. She's neither optomistic or pessimistic...she considers her self a realist...one that knows the reality of the situation at hand, and what is needed to make the best of a particular scene.
Background Information: Having originally arrived in the place of a young chinese girl during the time of the Three Kingdoms, Lunaris has made her way through the ages in varying styles. She came into her true nature as a succubi during the feudal era of Japan, having moved there shortly after the fall of the Three Kingdoms of Wei, Wu, and Shu. Taking in with a Ninjitsu master, becoming his favored concubine and assassin, she was able to infiltrate many enemies of the ninja clans and disable them before any type of resistance was raised. Using her natural beauty(enhanced by her status as a Succubus) she has laid in bed with many different types of people, in many different locations. She's never stayed in one place for longer than a few hundred years, seeing a particular society through their conflict, and then moving on to the next. She recently came to New York after the incident that decimated the trade towers, and has been living in a near by apartment that she has purchased and....decorated....to suit her needs.
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Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2006 11:50 am
Username:Velethan
Character Name: Velethan Daxtros
Mailbox Number: 040
Demon Race: Oni
Age: 3,874
Appearance: 8" horns, long black hair, beard w/mustache, black eyes, countless scars, stands at 8'5", massive muscles, always looks angry(appears to be a buff human while calm in public)(equivalent size of Broly)
Clothing:Loose fit Baggy pants, w/spiked chains, black wifebeater shirt, Black army boots, black trenchcoat
Weapons:Two-Handed, Double Bladed Jagged Axe(attached to back strap), 12-gauge shotgun(2), Spiked brass knucks
Personality: Angry, works alone, short, short fuse, trigger happy
Background Information:Having served in the fiery pits of hell for thousands of years, Velethan finally reached the surface world, having shown his prowess as an Oni, Velethan will take out anyone in his way or anyone who tries to slow his progress.
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 5:22 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 8:15 am
Username: SariaMaru
Character Name: Saria Maru/Lauidas Faye. Unsure of true name or Identity
Mailbox Number:043
Demon Race: Feline origin, is not sure of what exactly she is Capable of, but seems to have an uncanny ability to move stealthily, and blend well in shadows, as well as change her appearance within a limited range. But she can not always control this ability at will.
Age: Does not know, or remember, but looks to be about seventeen, and guesses that might be here approximate age.
Appearance: Is Around 5'7" Tall, With Lightly tanned skin, and slim, yet well proportioned body that is far from unattractive. She has Violet Eyes with a shifting pigment in the middle, yet her eyes seem to change color and hue based on her mood and other unknown factors. She has long black hair that shimmers and shifts color in the light, shifting through shades of purple, and blue, and sometimes even green so that you can't usually pinpoint its exact color. Although, when she wishes, her hair seems to reflect no light at all, but rather be more like a void of shadow.
In Her physically humanoid or mortal seeming form, her only truly unusual physical characteristics are her flawless skin, and unusual pigment with normal, if not slightly mesmerizing pupils, although when stronger, these traits seem much less noticeable, and she seems to become incredibly ordinary, and fairly invisible in a crowd; when weaker, her demon traits sometimes flash through. Her ears may become incrementally more pointed, as well as her teeth and nails, and her Gaze and eyes grow more intense, sometimes flashing slit pupils. This grows worse as she weakens until, instead of slight points and flashing characteristics, the illusion grows continually less, until it shatters. An Immense injury and her illusion will shatter immediately.
Her normal Demon form, she has cat like pupils, and an intensified gaze. She also has velvet, and usually fur tufted, cat ears, that are darker than her hair, but still have the same color changing qualities. She also has sharper more pointed teeth and long nailed claws. Her pigmented qualities also generally become more pronounce.
She is unsure of all the circumstances and reasons, but sometimes, during peaks of energy, her demon traits change, and become in most cases more pronounced. This often includes red streaks or flames in her eyes, her claws becoming longer and sharper, as well as her teeth, and her hair taking on a silver sheen. This form most often presents itself in a more feral manner.
Clothing: She awoke in woods style clothing and with various pouches, and a canvas pack generally slung over her shoulder. She had on a brown, grey top that laced up and tied at the top in front, and tight and worn, comfortable dark, brown-grey leather leggings. She was also wearing soft-soled, tan-grey, leather boots that laced up and go up her calf and almost to her knee. She has worn other footwear in her traveling but most often prefers these, soft-soled shoes, boots or barefoot.
She also always wears a necklace with a gold chain and pendant hanging from it. The pendant is an oval stone set in a gold frame, about two inches tall and one inch wide, which is most often black, or shifting hues like her hair and eyes, and often what looks like swirling smoke or mist inside. She often wears a similar, yet smaller stone on her forehead.
She was also wearing a colored jacket, like the ones in the matrix, only of a softer and suppler like canvas, soft leather, or maybe some cotton or wool blend. Usually tan-brown or grayish, this jacket also turns shadow hue.
She has and does wear many different things on quest for her identity and past, and struggle for survival, but she usually prefers a similar outfit to this, if not this one. She also often wears faded jeans and sunglasses.
Weapons: Her own demonic abilities, such as strength, speed, catlike reflexes, and the basic demon package, As well as abilities from her own personal animal, and feline traits. She also uses her Claws, a short katana, or word, and her powers as they developed and she discovers and learns how to control her abilities. She also has many throwing knifes hidden on her person, but she is very resourceful, and will use whatever she can get her hands on!
Personality: Often calm and levelheaded if somewhat mysterious, she can have a fierce temper if provoked! Her personality shifts and changes as she journeys on her quest and learns more about her past. But part of her is sometimes like a small and fearful child, all alone and lonely, or a wounded bird searching for herself, but trying to hide it and push it down while searching for who she really is.
Background Information: Less than a year ago Saria woke up in the woods in Maryland, with nothing but her clothes, a few possessions, a couple of weapons, her pack, and the various items therein and in her pouches.....And no memory of her past. Driven by both instinct, and the few clues she could find in her belongings; three train tickets to New York, a few quickly scribbled notes in a foreign language, and an alien hand, and the address she has on a slashed Shred of a bloodstained post card, she travels to New York. Little does she know the cold and perilous world that awaits her there. Day by day she discovers more about the dangerous and perilous world she has arrived in as she searches for her hidden past. Will what she finds be worth the journey, or will what she finds cause her to wish she had never wondered, and had never know? Wishing she had just left her past in the shadows, despite her haunting visions and dreams as she struggles to survive in the warring worlds, hidden and cloaked in the darkness and nights of New York.
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 7:24 pm
Gaia Username: Rhator
Character Name: Rhator
mailbox #:042
Demon Class: Oni
Age: 1,565 years
Appearance: Is a tall, dark man with short black hair that hangs down over his eyes so as to obscure most facial features. Has two sets of black feather wings that hang from the small of his back, their wingspan is about 13 feet. He is often seen in a red armor, that covers his arms and legs but leaves his chest open, the armor is laced with white rabbit fur. The armor is made from pure molten lava. His chest is usually bare and shows a small compact frame. One might call him lanky but this is just a disguise to hide his brute strength.
Weapons: He carries nothing but a red armored spear, heavier than a car, its tip is pure diamond. The shaft is also molded from pure lava, just like the armor.
Accesories: He carries around his neck an upside-down golden cross, gifted to him by Satan. This trinket would stop the acidic rot of the new hunter weapon, "Mary's Blessing". It is a one of a kind trinket and makes Rhator even more powerful than before.
Background Info: Rhator was made by a demon long ago as a personal bodyguard. He was created not born. He served his master well not just in protection, but in assassination duties given to him. His brute strength could overcome all but the Devil himself it was said. A succubus angered Rhator's master, for this the master sent Rhator on a mission to kill the said succubus. But as he was about to mindlessly destroy the creature, it wormed it's way into Rhators thoughts and sparked an intelligence in the servant. Rhator then released the Succubus and returned to his master and murdered him in cold blood. He was then banished from the demon realm and he wandered the Earth. His travels took him to New York City, where crime was rampant and he could delight in his killing, as long as he was careful to not be discovered.
******UPDATE******
After a humiliating loss to a duo of hunters, Rhator called upon Satan himself for healing and strength. His wish was given to him, on one condition. Rhator's soul, already in posession of Satan, would be destroyed and torn, only to be renewed again so the torture could start again, for eternity in Hell. If Rhator failed in his new mission from Satan, one that would require a great finesse, and lots of brute force, this punishment would be his. Satan also granted him a powerful new trinket.
((see accesories))
******UPDATE******
Rhator spent a month or so in Hell, relaxing on vacation. He spent time honing his mental abilities to aid him in the future also. His new ability is one that is yet to be seen...
Personality: Rhator's vocabulary seems to consist of very few words. He is however quite intelligent, if impatient. His impatience and bloodlust often lead him to quick, and unecessary, action. He is often reliant on another, more powerful being to guide his actions due to his past servitude. It is an ingrained, unconcious, desire to serve that was imbued by his slain master.
Human hidden formFull demon form
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2006 11:37 am
Username: Ki-dono
Character Name: Illuminatus
Mailbox Number#: 044
Demon Race: Mage (wind)
Age: 35
Appearance: Dark long hair, black eyes normaly but when angry they turn glowing red and white skin. On his chest there is a lot of scars from holy power.
Clothing: A trench coat, black jeans, black shirt and two gloves with no fingers and it stand love on one and hate on the other.
Weapons: Fists and powers
Personality: Really silent and nobody knows very much about him. He hates people who doesn't care.
Background Information: Not much is know about him but he his named after his father and there is a rumor that he was raised in rome, in the vatican, and that he was thrown away and then was raised by the devil himself.
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2006 2:16 pm
Gaia Username: Mephistophrles
Character Name: Mephistophrles
Demon Class: Mage
Age: Millions Of Years Old (Looks 20)
Appearance: As My Avie Most of the time.
Weapons: Rage, Natural Weapons, teleapathic
Background Info: Mephistophrles Has Been To hell and back throught the many time periods of the world. Throught the years he has picked up many tricks, Items, Knowledges, Many locations that have been lost in the ever change world. Mephistophrles Takes Great joy in the pain other conceve may it be by the hands of others or by his own. His Grasp on the world is just left to finsh the good off in the world, but the only way to do that is to kill the one think he can not touch in body or spirit The harm of true faith Is The Greatest Weapon to be used against Meph. Meph has the power to heal or kill. If He is in a major rush to be somewhere He will open portals to where he has to be
Mail box 045
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2006 2:01 pm
[Username]: Biorisque
[Character Name]: Phaedra Vitale
[Mailbox Number]: 046
[Demon Race]: Succubus
[Age]: 312...however, she appears to be around 24
[Appearance]: 
Note: The tattoo on her forehead is the symbol of her original clan which she was born into. She has a second tattoo on her neck, which is of a lily and a butterfly. This is symbolic of her in a way, showing her sweeter side. Not many have seen her true self.
[Clothing]: Phaedra wears dark colors..mostly anything black. She loves nothing more than her formfitting black corset top, and her leather pants, accented by a silver belt which hangs on her hips loosely. To finish it off, she wears knee-high leather boots, with a few silver buckles on them. Her neck, and shoulder are almost always exposed, and she likes to wear things that accentuate her chest, and her curves. (Will usually post a description of outfit in rp)
[Weapons]: Her real weapon is her body and her mind. She is an accomplished Telekinetic, and is capable of moving things up to four times her own weight. However, the heavier the thing she is trying to control, the more it takes out of her. She is also telepathic, and really only uses this curing battle, or against her victims to find out things about them that she can use against them in a sort of mental warfare. Her telepathy is no where near as developed as her telekinesis, but it is not something to simply blow off. She can hold her own this way most of the time. If these mental games fail to aid her in combat, she can always rely on her "brute" force. Though she is devestatingly feminine, this can be a costly underestimation for her enemies. Keeping her body in prime physical condition is something that she takes very seriously, and is easily capable of bringing a man twice her size to his knees.
[Personality]: Phaedra is now cold and distant most of the time. She has a sense of mystery around her, which makes it hard to find out things about her. While when stalking a victim, she likes to appeal to their taste, to those select few "friends" that she has, she can be classified as a real b***h. She is not afraid to say exactly what is on her mind, even if it may not be the best time to be brutally honest, another trait that has often gotten her in trouble. While working however, she is serious, and does whatever it takes to get ehr victim. While sometimes she abhores what she does, she at the same time understands that this is her place in the world, and has come to terms with it. She is no longer ashamed of what she is, but now appreciates the powers that have come with it.
However, underneath her cold exterior, she is really quite soft and quiet. She likes to laugh, but has found over the years that these emotions are quite childish, and through years of discipline, they are all but gone completely. Perhaps through the right combination of frienship and trust these hibernating emotions may once again see the light.
[Background Information]: She hardly ever talks about the details of her past. However, when asked enough, she always gives the same small story. Growing up in a large city like New York was never easy for a young succubus. She spent the better part of her life as an exotic dancer, through which she became attuned to most of her powers. As she grew, both mentally and physically, she began to decipher what she really was. Upon the death of her mother and father to a group of hunters, she was alone. This event was really quite traumatizing to her, as she loved her parents dearly. As time progressed, she became the person that she is now. Other than this information, it is mostly her secret, which she prefers to not talk about. Really prefers to live in the here and now, and not dwell on the memories that make one weak.
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Lilith - the Demon Matron
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Posted: Wed Mar 01, 2006 7:05 pm
Username: Lilith - the Demon Matron
Character Name: Lilith, somtimes refered to as Lilith Matron
Mailbox Number: 047
Demon Race: Sucubus
Age: around 5000 years old
Appearance: Lilith is curvaceous and shapely, with long slender legs and graceful arms. Her face is a paradigm of beauty from her deep, slanted blue eyes to her full red lips. Her skin is pale and flawless, creating a popping accent against her shock of red hair. Her hair falls about her shoulders in a messy style, but that only serves to further accentuate the erotic image her body persents.
~She also has the ability to turn into a screech owl. Her true form is of her as a human but with owl wings. She cannot fly in her true form.
Clothing: Her clothes vary, but all her clothes show as much skin as possible without being completely indecent. Her favorite outfit consists of a black strapless bar showing through a red mesh top, a tight black mini skirt and dangerous looking black strap high heels.
Weapons: She uses her body as a weapon, but not only in the martial arts of which she is well aquainted with. She will use her body, from her voice to the way she walks, to put someone under her Sucubus spell, be they male or female.
Personality: Lilith is very senual and tactile, often draping herself over something or someone while talking, or even while just lounging. She will not tolerate those who try to dominate her and will try to dominate them in return.
Background Information: She is said to be the first wife of Adam, among other things, but she was in truth one of the oldest demons, and the mother of many of them. Long ago she married Asmodai in a marraige of convienience; it was better to join their forces rather than waste time and energy fighting. When Asmodai was imprisioned, she hid for a time so that she would not also be locked away. After that she remained out of the limelight until a rumor reached her ear that Asmodai had been freed. she traveled to New York City in the hopes that she and him might again try to bring evil over the world.
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