Gizelle Monnsionius

[Gizelle Monnsionius]

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GIZELLE MONNSIONIUS

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"She's a dwelling place for demons, she's a cage for every unclean spirit, every filthy bird and makes us drink, the poisoned wine to fornicating with our kings "

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BASIC INFORMATION

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full name- gizelle monnsionius

nicknames- elle, ellie

gender- female

age- 300 / looks 29

sexual orientation- gender-blind/pansexual

occupation- Pharmacist

Race Demon

height- 5 feet eight inches

build- athletic

hair- blonde

eyes- light blue

distinguishing marks- no distinguishing marks that are visible; only the lashings upon her soul given to her by her master in the seven deep

playby- Lea Seydoux

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RACIAL TRAITS

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Powers

• pyrokenesis: the demon is able to cast simple pyrokensis spells. she was trained to use her ability is close quarters combat. but more efficiently in protecting herself. 

Abilities

fashionable



Skills

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MENTAL TRAITS

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personality-

vindicative





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goals-

secrets-

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family- none

marital status- single

history- the demon was given inception in the deep. a section of hell that is reserved for the sadistic demons that are not quite sadistic enough to be deeper. the demon had always been a shy entity that never truly tapped into its full power. even when its master would go on his sprees of anger, oftentimes not directed at her, he would often lash her with a whip made of fire. however, the more lashing she received the more she began to find her voice. one time as such she voiced her displeasure at his anger. he slapped her across the cheek and reminded her of her place. she was then sent to watch the gate. she hated watching the gate. it was mundane and boorish. nothing ever happened at the gate. she wanted to shed blood, eat souls, break limbs, crush bones, be a demon. but she hated herself for not knowing how. there was a hesitation in her dark soul that she could not rupture. it was suprising to her how she had not shown it to Him. instead, he saw it as an untapped potential. which was probably why she was not turned to ash by now. she had seen other apprentices be turned to ash. she knew they were sent to a place worse then purgatory.

she was always the gate watcher. even when she had done nothing wrong. it was no sooner that she begun to realize that watching the gate meant she was never going to be able to serve her true purpose. she began to grow even more angry and a self-loathing was born. after her studies she was ordered by Him to go watch the gate. go watch the gate. stand there, watch the gate. there was a low grumbling in her throat that began to form. and soon, a beast was born inside her gut. every fleeting moment the beast grew hungrier, and more impatient. it waited fir the moment when it could strike out. and lash out hard it would. there was talk amongst the demons that the portal was making a sound. it was only a myth, a legend, told by other demons to keep the story alive. but the portal was alive. that much she knew. of where it went was a different tale. nobody knew. she wanted to join the other demons in waiting for the portal to open. even if it took a millenia. but as always her master told her to watch the gate. in a furious spit of rage she let out a loud demonic bellow, tearing apart his personal quarters, flipping over table, and chairs, and dressers and even momentarily forgetting her place. she shadow jumped mistakenly to be mere inches from his nose. her hot misty breath coating the air. her eyes an intense black. she wrapped her fingers around his stupid throat fitting all her fingers. she squeezed until the bones snapped. until he lay lifeless on the ground. she kicked his lifeless form and told him to go watch the bloody gate. but the sounds of the personal guard caught her attention.

it would be only a matter of time before they stormed the room. there was only one regulation for what she had done. execution. she tipped a dresser over instinctively to block the door. she then made her way down the secret passage to the outer courtyard. hopefully the portal had been opened. and that it stood open. she could not stay here now. she would not be welcomed. just as she made it to the outer courtyard's perimeter she could see the personal guard running across. in the other direction demons were beginning to line and up and disappear in the void like some religious sacrimony to a higher entity. she returned her gaze to the personal guard. their armor clinking as they ran towards her, spears being lowered and aimed. she found herself smiling a wicked smile. they were yelling at her to stop. but she turned and slowly walked towards the open portal. she remembered looking up. unable to see the top. it was so wide. and it was calling her name. she took a step forward as a spear caught her in the thigh. she fell foward into the portal. swallowed up and sent down a tunnel with no light. she felt pain. sadness. happiness. pleasure. curiousity. suddenly all rolled into one. then her entity was ejected into a realm that was strange. she was not in her own body. but a cloud. a wisp of smoke. one with the air and sway of the trees. she howled in derision. confusion. then she felt only pain. a searing intense pain that coursed through her. as she soared high above the trees. looking searching. hungry. desperate and cold. she could not tell how long she looked. but she had found what she was looking for. as she burst through the window of a small cottage at the foothill of a large mountain dwarfed by the shadow. the glass broke as she burst through waking the sleeping woman. the woman woke up in a fright as the dark ball of hostile enerrgy entered through her nostrils, mouth and eyes. down the body went back to sleep. only to take up moments later. the girl let out a long sigh of comfort. warm again.

there was only one left left to do. eliminate all connections to this body. so. the demon and her human form killed the parents in their sleep leaving the house condemned and full of dark and pain. forsaking the little cottage.

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