Baal

[Nikomi]

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Hello, my name is [Baal] and even though I look [28], I'm really [7500 years old]. I am a [lich] which is My story begins [1941] when [the Nazi's summoned me from my home to wish for world domination. Irritated to be bothered with such folly hopes, I granted their wish, dominating their world with their own self destruction. Amused by the human race, I chose Earth to begin my own kingdom upon which I with conquer everything in this realm. No longer forced to serve, I travel the world, gathering followers and creating chaos.]. I am [heartless, twisted, and naive] and I can [manipulate souls, be it for pain or pleasure]. I am strong when it comes to [dark magic, manipulation, and arcade games] but weak to [staying quiet, patience, and restraining my powers]. I like [the cold, torturing the innocent and harpies] but don't really care for [human emotions, peanut trays, and ignorance to my power.]

RP Sample:
[Baal stepped into the bar like he always did at 11:30 at night, his nostrils flaring at the scent of putrid humans. It wasn't like he cared much about sociability like the mortals did, he only enjoyed watching the sin that flowed throughout the building. He made his way through the crowd, no excusing himself as he cut his way through, finding his normal bar stool still open for him. Sitting down, he waited for the barkeep to take his order, and only after a moment, he swiped a peanut tray from the bar top, sending little fragments of glass and snacks across the room. "Pick that up," he shouted.]

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