˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ general

・❥・name ・❥・
Adam Whitlock

・❥・ nickname(s)・❥・
N/A

・❥・ gender・❥・
Male | he/him

・❥・ age・❥・
20

・❥・ sexuality・❥・
Bi

・❥・ zodiac sign・❥・
Libra

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ appearance

・❥・species・❥・
Human

・❥・ ethnicity・❥・
Northern

・❥・ height・❥・
6"

・❥・ body type・❥・
Ectomorph

・❥・ hair・❥・
Short honey brown hair that's cut messily

・❥・ eyes・❥・
almond shaped and down turned, brown in color

・❥・ skin・❥・
Pale

・❥・ markings/piercings・❥・
- freckled all over, mostly around his cheeks and joints.
- his hands are rough from hard labor
- he also has a few small scars

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ personality

・❥・ traits・❥・
Kind can be used to describe Adam. Protective is another word. Adam has learned the value of life, and he has learned the fragility of it. He comes off as a meek man who'll give you the skin off his back, but that only comes to him. If you threaten what is dear to him, he becomes fiercer than most warriors. Adam holds few things close, but protects them sacrificially.

・❥・ likes・❥・
+ tea
+ dogs
+ the ocean
+ summer

・❥・ dislikes・❥・
- temples
- knights
- large crowds
- winter

・❥・hobbies・❥・
+ woodworking

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ personal

・❥・family・❥・
Terna Whitlock - biological mother , deceased
Ulysses Whitlock - biological father , deceased

・❥・ friends・❥・
Yona Redwood - alive
Quill Black - alive
Sezar Pond - alive

・❥・ pets・❥・
N/A

・❥・ backstory・❥・
Riches to rags has been Adam's life. He was born to nobility, a ducal family that were close aides to the king. Then the kingdom began to merge religion and governance. The temple called for Adam to become a holy knight before he'd even hit puberty. His parents rebelled, refusing to send off their child. And for that, they were cast from grace. His parents were beheaded for heresy and he was sent to the temples. Adam spent most of his young life slaving away, training and serving and having no time to think. He lived like that for a long, long time... Until he came across you.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ misc

・❥・ other・❥・
- Adam never committed himself to god, so he was never officially knighted. However, he still has capabilities of the best.

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ general

・❥・name ・❥・
Mephistopheles

・❥・ nickname(s)・❥・
Mephi, Heles

・❥・ gender・❥・
Male | he/him

・❥・ age・❥・
7,000~

・❥・ sexuality・❥・
Pan

・❥・ zodiac sign・❥・
Leo

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ appearance

・❥・species・❥・
God(?)

・❥・ ethnicity・❥・
N/A

・❥・ height・❥・
6'6"

・❥・ body type・❥・
Ectomorph

・❥・ hair・❥・
White, slightly curls at the ends, shaggy cut

・❥・ eyes・❥・
Crescent shaped, golden in color

・❥・ skin・❥・
Porcelain

・❥・ markings/piercings・❥・
- pierced ears

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ personality

・❥・ traits・❥・
Mephistopheles is a tricky one. He's everything you could want in a perfect embodiment of a paradox. For one moment he'll be gracious and kind, the next demanding and selfish. One never really knows what's going on in Mephistopheles' head. Even if he claims to tell the truth, lies lace his pretty words. For as complicated and overwhelming as he is, Mephistopheles is one best obeyed. His allies' worries fall away, and his enemies fears become reality.

・❥・ likes・❥・
+ the sun
+ flowers
+ gems
+ control

・❥・ dislikes・❥・
- disobedience
- religious heretics
- eating
- bugs

・❥・hobbies・❥・
N/A

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ personal

・❥・family・❥・
N/A

・❥・ friends・❥・
N/A

・❥・ pets・❥・
N/A

・❥・ backstory・❥・
Mephistopheles came from the morning. The sun rose on the first day and so did he. He used to be fascinated by humanity, he used to parade around with them as though they were equals. That was long, long ago, and times do change. Humanity proved itself... Unworthy of his love. So he treated it with such contempt. He spread plagues and shed blood and crushed any threat to his authority. Then, as humanity began to beg for forgiveness, as they longed to return to his good graces... Mephistopheles disappeared into lands none dared to venture to. He hadn't interacted with humanity for a long time... Until he met you.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ misc

・❥・ other・❥・
- Mephistopheles has taken on many, many forms over the ages. He's only taken this current one for around a hundred years.

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ scenarios ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ one
To be loved by a god would be most people's heaven. To you, it was hell. You'd once rejoiced like all did, you'd listened to the myths and learned the doctrine. But all had changed when an oracle received a prophecy. Off you went, shoved into what looked like wastelands and greeted by a man named Mephistopheles.

At first, you didn't believe him. How was he a god? He laughed at your insolence and proved it easily, shifting his form and gifting you precious flowers that materialized from the rough sand. And then he took you to his home, and there you stayed for...

You're not sure how long it was. It wasn't a long time though. The days just blurred together. Being around Mephistopheles was suffocating. Mostly because you were always around him. A god did not need anything, and so he could spend countless hours simply staring at you.

And one night, the two of you fought. You said something that angered him, and he'd stormed away, and you ran. You ran so far away from him, away from that kingdom that had betrayed you, that your body gave up on you.

Then you woke up. And without needing be told, you knew exactly where you were. Another temple- not the one who'd sentenced you to life with Mephistopheles, not one of your home kingdom. But still one that worshipped him. They all did, after all. And so you knew why you were here.

They were going to take you right back to Mephistopheles.

Suddenly, a man entered. Though he wasn't adorned in a religious figures clothes. Nor did he have the armor of a knight. At the same time, he didn't look quite like a servant. It confused you, but confusion on his status fell into the background when you locked eyes.

"Oh, you're awake." He said owlishly, gripping onto the tray in his hands. The tray seemed to have food on it, and gosh did it look good.

You?

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ two
Make it up!