Jae Kwon

[Jae Kwon]

c box name Jae

character name Jae Kwon

character age 20 physically/34 in mental age

species Demon

play-by Kim JaeJoong

power (if applicable) Anyone he chooses can instantly feel a sense of knowing and view him as their ideal therefore allowing them to feel a strong loving connection with him no matter the case if they have not met him or have not had direct eye contact with him until that point. He can only control one person at a time and this is controlled strictly mentally. Once he has caught your eyes once and decides to use his ability, from then on you are susceptible to being under his influence.

strengths at least 2

- Inhumanly good looking

- Excellent liar

- Manipulative

- Numb

- Playful

weaknesses at least 2

- Rash

- Blunt

- Childish

- Hypocritical

- Stoic

history

There was no exact beginning, the very same as there will be no definite end. Born without a name and a servant to the nothingness that consumed him, a man just of 20 had emerged from this abyss. Upon awakening, the sense of who am I was the only piece of clear thoughts that were processed. The rest were jumbled and befuddled, not allowing him to predict where he was and what would occur from it. What were the long, pale limbs that hung at his sides? The fringes that laced the holes that he could see just fog and endlessness through. Raising one of his lean limbs reluctantly, five peculiar smaller limbs quivered. In an attempt to test the waters, he placed the odd objects that were supposedly a part of him and placed them sporadically on a part of his face. A sensation jolted through him at that moment, flesh contacting flesh. Probing the skin that felt like softly spoken petals, he felt the part between them and hesistantly stuck one of the fingers in through them. A wetness saturated the flesh, forcing the coffee brown 'seeing holes' to widen dramatically. Experimenting with the other limb, the unknown man trailed it down his body to feel silk that veiled muscle.

That was the beginning he remembered. As far as he knew that was it.

Remaining in the abyss for a decade, the nameless raven beauty had been educated on the ways of humans and what he would eventually be sent to do. Doe chocolate eyes stared at the chaos occuring above; the unprecedented hatred, the uneasy motives, and all of the illusions they had created to dissolve the world they lived in. Probably creating even more misery than they started out with. The night before his departure into the new world, the man had been instructed to select a name. Basically tossed a list of millions of names, he discerned which ones would and would not be possibilities. In this nothing he was called Raven, a name he had not been to keen to. Eventually making an extreme connection with one name, he selected a Korean name. Simply Jae.

When living in a palce where people are individually trained what to believe and what to do, there was no denying what his mission was and whether it was right of him to destroy another world. In fact, according to his superiors that was the very best part of their lives.

Travelling through the fog, they handed him a grey pair of jeans that he slipped on. After watching humans for a decade if he didn't know how to put a fucking pair of jeans on he'd be fucked. Continuing on his journey, they reached a point where he just blacked out. A swirling room, blankness encompassing him as he fell through it. Half bare body rocketing through the atmosphere like a comet, he spiraled downwards through the chilled clouds and pitch black night. Finally crashing head first into a lake, Jae remained submerged in the water for a solid hour until those brown eyes snapped open and his body pressured him to swim towards the grainy bank.

The more time he spent in this world the more devious he became, the less he viewed these people as existing, but just a means of entertainment. His first night on Earth he clubbed, finding a woman and discovering the fact he was physically appealing to these people. Without even having to apply the power his mentor had explained, Jae had his first experience with sex and death. By seducing a honey haired blonde with cherry lips and a death wish, he reveled in the feeling of what he had just done before snapping her neck like a twig. Sprawled in white downy sheets and a dead body crumpled to his side, Jae sat in the bed for a great deal of time. Trying to comprehend where this would begin and end until he figured it seriously didn't matter. Hell he reveled in that, truly enjoyed screwing over humans even more and leading them to their predestined demise. It made perfect sense he would feel such a way, aftera all he was a messenger from Hell. One that would aid in tearing apart this already miserable world. Eventually they could meet again, all of them seeing one another in a place neither of them have been. Jae had never been to Hell and in order for him to do so, there were prices and ranks he had to climb.

A secular goal, to make it to heaven or hell. Either way he'd have as much fun doing it as possible.

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[Melanie Emerson]

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