Demon Form:
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Name: Victor Faust
Nickname: The Beast
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Race of Mother: ???
Race of Father: Demon (Lion)
Sexuality: Straight
Weight: 224
Height: 6'5
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Personality:Intimidating, Quiet, Sarcastic, Cold (Rarely Kind), Leader Figure, Once Provoked He's Not One To Mess With.
Interests:Meditating, Peace & Quiet, Tea, Hunting, Fighting, Chaos
Core Item: A Metal & Black Leather Gauntlet
Weapons I carry:Claws, Skorpius: Giant Battle Axe (Poison On The Blade), & Nemean Lion Gauntlets: Two Large Metal Gauntlets (Basically Metal Punching Bags), Each Forged To Resemble A Snarling Lion's Head.
Abilities/Powers as a half: Heighten Senses, Super Strength, Super Speed
Abilities/Powers as a full: (Loses Super Speed) Earthquake:In One Mighty Stomp Can Break The Ground Beneath Him & His Enemies.Mighty Roar:50/50 Chance Of Paralyzing The Enemy. Tail Whip: Uses His Tail To Grab Onto The Enemy And Throw Them.
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When Victor was born he was taken to a orphanage, his parents placing him here in hopes someday to have a destructive warrior to help their cause in the war. They knew he wouldn't fit in and growing up this way would toughen him up, which they were right. Victor at a young age was consider a trouble maker, he just didn't know why. He just thought he was playing with the other kids but in truth he was beating the snot out of them due to his uncanny strength. After multiple times of this occurring the orphanage quickly isolated him from anyone and anything to keep others safe, meaning he was off limits for adoption. Since Victor had no one to talk to he soon rarely spoke and just assume since he wasn't being picked by any foster parents that no one would love him, growing more hateful by the day. Due to having time to spare though, training and meditating was how Victor passed time and kept himself busy. When he was let out for good behavior he was usually in trouble by the first five minutes, beating someone up or just being a bully in general were a few reasons, his excuse being that he didn't like anyone. He got his nickname for almost killing a security guard they hired to keep him in line, strangely that guard retired after the attack. They only thing the orphanage could do now was lock him up and keep him away from others, Victor took that as a way to train more and focus on his strange ability.
Years later on his eighteenth birthday something in him snap, next thing he knew the orphanage was in ruins, anyone inside from before dead. Victor couldn't understand this surge of power he was feeling but it felt wonderful to him, soon realizing he didn't look like himself and more like a demonic lion, a beast. It made sense to him now that he was never human but that had him asking questions on what he was exactly. With this new form his goal was to learn how to control it and then get revenge for how he was treated all these years, leaving a trail of blood wherever he went.
