Abilities/Powers: A demon lord has the potential to be either extremely powerful or a disgrace. In Raenef's case, he was kind of an embarrassment until a combination of his natural abilities and some urging from Eclipse opened his eyes a little. To use his magic, he utilities something called mezraez which is power a demon collects and expels every time he uses an ability. Mezraez is basically just a measurement of magical energy. Think of it like MP in a video game -- he can gather mezraez throughout the day and can eventually run out of it if he uses his magic too much. Some spells require a lot more than others. For example, the Dark Arrow requires approximately eight (8) mezraez and Eclipse states the impact level is 50, which makes it a quick, easy and powerful attack. He is also able to teleport which, thankfully, doesn't seem to deplete his mezraez much. He just has to picture where he wants to go and he will be there. Another aspect to note; he has a tendency to rack up an excessive amount of mezraez without a lot of effort.
His dark magic requires no wand or incantations but it does require him to concentrate. If he doesn't, there could be devastating consequences for him or anyone around him. Magical abilities aside, he is pretty useless. He knows basic hand-to-hand combat and due to his life on the streets, he can and will fight dirty if it comes down to it. When he was fighting with a castle guard who seemed to be getting the upper hand, Raenef bites his hand so the guy will let go of his hair. The same guard goes to cut him down with his sword and ends up dying himself because Raenef's powers activate and destroy him. On another occasion, Erutis aims to kill him and when she brings her sword down on his head, it shatters in half leaving them both confused. Now that he has a better hold on his power, he can control when these things happen versus relying on dumb luck to save him.
Overall, if he didn't have his magic he probably wouldn't have any note worthy abilities. Unless being painfully oblivious counts. Items/Weapons: ➸ The clothing on his back. ➸ A book, which appears to have lost a battle with time, depicting various tidbits about the demons of his world. Every Demon Lord needs a handbook. ➸ Something that looks like a leather-bound notebook. It contains all of the notes he has written down during his many tutoring sessions with Eclipse. Sample Entry:Here. But since it's from 2011; ➸ [ He doesn't remember leaving his castle, so he's falsely concluded that this might be another part of the fortress he hasn't seen. It's better than the alternative -- being summoned by someone who wanted to kill him. .. Again. Either way, it was better to figure out sooner than later! After releasing a breath he wasn't aware he was holding, he begins to speak to no one in particular. ]
Hey, Mister Kidnapper! .. Or Miss? I guess it could be either, or even both? Anyway! I know I shouldn't tell anyone how to do their own jobs, but I'm pretty sure you forgot to lock my door, sooo.. I don't think you need me here all that much.
Am I right in assuming that? [ He pauses, but even he isn't quite sure why. Nobody was there, he would have heard footsteps by now. He isn't by any means a quiet person. So, not a kidnapper. Next! ] It's just.. I have a lot of things to do and I can't do them here. Wherever here is. I don't even remember. .. Oh! And I have your.. Well. I don't really know what it is, but I know it's not mine.
[ For anyone who has the misfortune of being in earshot or tinkering with their phones, a teenage boy's (it might be difficult to tell) face fills the screen-- and he's smiling! Kind of. There's a longer pause, follow by a long-suffering sigh. ]
I'm talking to myself, aren't I? I'm gonna get an earful later if I got summoned again.
[ While lowering his hand, his fingers hit something on the device. Beep. .. Beep. Beep. What in the world? Okay, the world didn't blow up so he's a little emboldened. He turns it every which way and proceeds to grin like a fool again. ]
Beep? Hey, neat! You're kinda weird looking, huh? I wonder what happens if I hit this..
Sample Entry Two: It's half past twelve in the humble abode of a Demon Lord, so what does the evil boy doing in his spare time? If it were up to Eclipse, he would be scouring the countryside terrorizing the natives, boasting his title and ending the lives of his enemies with little to no remorse. It was the quickest way to become recognized and feared in their world because actions spoke much louder than words. Unfortunately the plans for the day, which revolved around studies and training, were put on hold when Raenef's favorite friends showed up with snacks and news.
So, with full bellies, the trio took to running around outside with Eclipse looking on with growing exasperation, partaking in a makeshift game of tag. They were having fun and, in a sort of technical sense, he was training. Training for that moment when someone did something crazy and he needed to run like the wind to get away from the fight. Clearly he is an ideal candidate for a Demon Lord who is meant to terminate terribly and strike fear into the hearts of men.
So, one could only imagine his surprise when Eclipse morphed into his peripheral vision and proceeded to glower. He knew that look, he was starting to judge how Eclipse's day was going based on how many times he scolded him. If he didn't scold him more than twelve times a day, then something was clearly on his mind and he needed to poke him about it. Luckily, this was reprimand number thirteen. Unlucky thirteen. Freezing in place, he craned his neck a bit to glance over his shoulder with a smile.
Eclipse didn't need to say a word, he knew what this was about.
"This is survival training! I can run really fast n- Ow!" He was forced to cut himself off as his excuse was met with a prompt thwack via a handful of rolled up papers. Tenderly nursing his forehead, he blinked an eye open to shoot the man a rather pathetic look. Pathetic or not, Eclipse didn't seem like he was going to budge, which meant that he had undoubtedly forgotten something important. But he was holding something in his hand, some kind of book..
Oh, crap.
Handbook. He had studied extra hard the day before, so having a bit of free time today didn't seem like a bad idea. He carefully straightened himself up, lowered his hands and put on the sternest face he could muster. He was a Demon Lord and Eclipse was his mentor, clearly a line had to be drawn somewhere! Chris and Erutis were already waving their hands, clearly they were cheering him on in his attempt to be tough.
"How dare you admonish me, vermin?"
No, they weren't cheering him on. They were warning him about the next oncoming hit that he didn't quite notice. And wouldn't you know it, he retired to his room without further ado after that little incident, albeit nursing his forehead again, and spent the rest of the afternoon reading from the handbook.
Raenef V | Demon Diary | Not Reserved [3/3]
His dark magic requires no wand or incantations but it does require him to concentrate. If he doesn't, there could be devastating consequences for him or anyone around him. Magical abilities aside, he is pretty useless. He knows basic hand-to-hand combat and due to his life on the streets, he can and will fight dirty if it comes down to it. When he was fighting with a castle guard who seemed to be getting the upper hand, Raenef bites his hand so the guy will let go of his hair. The same guard goes to cut him down with his sword and ends up dying himself because Raenef's powers activate and destroy him. On another occasion, Erutis aims to kill him and when she brings her sword down on his head, it shatters in half leaving them both confused. Now that he has a better hold on his power, he can control when these things happen versus relying on dumb luck to save him.
Overall, if he didn't have his magic he probably wouldn't have any note worthy abilities. Unless being painfully oblivious counts.
Items/Weapons:
➸ The clothing on his back.
➸ A book, which appears to have lost a battle with time, depicting various tidbits about the demons of his world. Every Demon Lord needs a handbook.
➸ Something that looks like a leather-bound notebook. It contains all of the notes he has written down during his many tutoring sessions with Eclipse.
Sample Entry: Here. But since it's from 2011;
➸ [ He doesn't remember leaving his castle, so he's falsely concluded that this might be another part of the fortress he hasn't seen. It's better than the alternative -- being summoned by someone who wanted to kill him. .. Again. Either way, it was better to figure out sooner than later! After releasing a breath he wasn't aware he was holding, he begins to speak to no one in particular. ]
Hey, Mister Kidnapper! .. Or Miss? I guess it could be either, or even both? Anyway! I know I shouldn't tell anyone how to do their own jobs, but I'm pretty sure you forgot to lock my door, sooo.. I don't think you need me here all that much.
Am I right in assuming that? [ He pauses, but even he isn't quite sure why. Nobody was there, he would have heard footsteps by now. He isn't by any means a quiet person. So, not a kidnapper. Next! ] It's just.. I have a lot of things to do and I can't do them here. Wherever here is. I don't even remember. .. Oh! And I have your.. Well. I don't really know what it is, but I know it's not mine.
[ For anyone who has the misfortune of being in earshot or tinkering with their phones, a teenage boy's (it might be difficult to tell) face fills the screen-- and he's smiling! Kind of. There's a longer pause, follow by a long-suffering sigh. ]
I'm talking to myself, aren't I? I'm gonna get an earful later if I got summoned again.
[ While lowering his hand, his fingers hit something on the device. Beep. .. Beep. Beep. What in the world? Okay, the world didn't blow up so he's a little emboldened. He turns it every which way and proceeds to grin like a fool again. ]
Beep? Hey, neat! You're kinda weird looking, huh? I wonder what happens if I hit this..
Sample Entry Two: It's half past twelve in the humble abode of a Demon Lord, so what does the evil boy doing in his spare time? If it were up to Eclipse, he would be scouring the countryside terrorizing the natives, boasting his title and ending the lives of his enemies with little to no remorse. It was the quickest way to become recognized and feared in their world because actions spoke much louder than words. Unfortunately the plans for the day, which revolved around studies and training, were put on hold when Raenef's favorite friends showed up with snacks and news.
So, with full bellies, the trio took to running around outside with Eclipse looking on with growing exasperation, partaking in a makeshift game of tag. They were having fun and, in a sort of technical sense, he was training. Training for that moment when someone did something crazy and he needed to run like the wind to get away from the fight. Clearly he is an ideal candidate for a Demon Lord who is meant to terminate terribly and strike fear into the hearts of men.
So, one could only imagine his surprise when Eclipse morphed into his peripheral vision and proceeded to glower. He knew that look, he was starting to judge how Eclipse's day was going based on how many times he scolded him. If he didn't scold him more than twelve times a day, then something was clearly on his mind and he needed to poke him about it. Luckily, this was reprimand number thirteen. Unlucky thirteen. Freezing in place, he craned his neck a bit to glance over his shoulder with a smile.
Eclipse didn't need to say a word, he knew what this was about.
"This is survival training! I can run really fast n- Ow!" He was forced to cut himself off as his excuse was met with a prompt thwack via a handful of rolled up papers. Tenderly nursing his forehead, he blinked an eye open to shoot the man a rather pathetic look. Pathetic or not, Eclipse didn't seem like he was going to budge, which meant that he had undoubtedly forgotten something important. But he was holding something in his hand, some kind of book..
Oh, crap.
Handbook. He had studied extra hard the day before, so having a bit of free time today didn't seem like a bad idea. He carefully straightened himself up, lowered his hands and put on the sternest face he could muster. He was a Demon Lord and Eclipse was his mentor, clearly a line had to be drawn somewhere! Chris and Erutis were already waving their hands, clearly they were cheering him on in his attempt to be tough.
"How dare you admonish me, vermin?"
No, they weren't cheering him on. They were warning him about the next oncoming hit that he didn't quite notice. And wouldn't you know it, he retired to his room without further ado after that little incident, albeit nursing his forehead again, and spent the rest of the afternoon reading from the handbook.