The Insangels

Insangel; The Insangel is one third angel, one third demon and one third mortal being, though usually human. It is the concept of an angel succumbing to Earthly things, but not losing divinity. Through fusing with an earthly being, it becomes merged with also the demons that Earthly things possess. It becomes a mix of all three and becomes completely insane, thus becoming the Insangel.


The first Insangel to ever exist was Priere, now Triere, who is now considered their matriarch and Goddess. The subsequent insangels from Second to Sixth came in such an order directly after her, and they had offspring, which are thereby related to the First Insangel.

The Second Insangel, whose name was Delfina, swore fealty and servitude to Priere before she went to the parallel dimension belonging to theirs, and before Priere was known as Triere, or that she was actually a Tensei. So she was the one that ended up rounding up the other Insangels in an effort to get them to her, because she witnessed the day Priere was transported from their home dimension to the parallel one that some who lived in theirs actually originated from. She never knew its name, but was sure it existed when the higher ups were talking about coming from there, and when people were drawn back into it. From that day on, she swore an oath that she would find Priere-tan again, and figure out a way to that world.

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Names: Delfina Elene Rachana (Human), Kidryll (Demon), Aqila (Angel)

Ages: 21 (Delfina), Approx 1300 (Kidryll), Unknown (Aqila)

Abilities: Spirt Force/Divination (Delfina), Earth and Steel Magic (Kidryll), Wind and Fire Magic (Aqila)

Personalities: Smug, Calm, Calculating, Superiority Complex, Hates Losing, (Delfina) Hot-headed, Tricky, Sneaky, Immature, Childish, Rash (Kidryll), Silent, Emotionless, Obedient, Expressionless, Blunt, To The Point, Always Has To Finish The Job (Aqila)

Delfina;

A studious, religious girl, Delfina is very serious about keeping good terms with her God, so that she might one day rise to the ranks of them. Along with her exempt fighting talent in the style of capoeira, her God blessed her with two other gifts for being such a loyal follower. First, the gift of Spirit Force, a pure energy Delfina can manipulate that is sustained by her life force and the life force of all the things around her. It rebounds, devours and absorbs most things. While having visions, she lapses out of consciousness and most always Kidryll take control. Divination was the other gift, giving her insight into the future upon request. She wears loose clothing that is easy to move around in so she can easily engage in meditation or combat. She has short, dark brown hair verging on the color purple, for the same reason she wears loose clothing. She wears glasses though she doesn't need them. She thinks it makes her looks intelligent.

Kidryll;

Kidryll, or 'Kid', as she'll tell you to call her is a demon imprisoned within Delfina. She used to roam the universes and play harmless tricks on the residents of them, often involving mazes or puzzles or riddles with offered prizes that never existed, which she thought was a great trick until becoming a Insangel. Now her tricks are more sadistic and twisted, though she still adores mazes and puzzles. She has small, leathery black wings that enable her to fly, along with a tail, 'for balance', she says. She also has average-sized horns that grow or shrink as her power does. She can bend earth and steel to her will, usually used to create elaborate, trap-ridden mazes, but also to emit blades of steel from any part of her body. Her hair used to be fire-red, but after becoming an Insangel, it turned stark white. She likes to wear loose jackets or coats, but not much underneath. She hates pants, flip flops and heels. She has more of a 'punk' style and doesn't own a hairbrush.

Aqila;

Aqila was an average-ranked angel, neither high nor low, and was tasked with bringing souls up to heaven. On one of her trips, she was captured by a warlock who experimented on her. (She was Experiment 6333, and the number is tattooed across her back) His experiments took away Aqila's emotions, making her a fighting drone, more or less. She was rescued later on, but it was too late to help her. All she could do was follow orders. Occasionally she'll be able to make her own decisions, like when she is being targeted by something, to attack and destroy, but then, just as if she'd been following an order, she'd be unable to stop until it was complete. She uses Fire and Wind magic at her will to char her opponents, the wind used to encourage and ass power to the flames. She usually fights with a giant feather. She has four feathery dragonfly-like wings, along with big brown eyes and a mop of blue hair, though her expression never changes. She has tan skin and tends to always wear white, though it doesn't really matter to her any more as she has no emotion towards what she wears.

Delfina grew up in a very religious and strict family. She was the brightest child, learning from her Father, but once she deemed the family inadequate to help her grow any more, she simply dismissed and left them, and took a few with her to do chores and such trivial things. On her travels for more intelligence or stronger opponents, she came across a demon who challenged her to a game. Delfia agreed, but it turned out to be a trap, and she had no way of escaping, so an angel was sent down to save her, but however, the demon was not too pleased with this, and in order to get the upper hand or what they desired, they both tried to fuse with her at the same time, they all became a part of Delfina, their souls fused with hers. Now, they where still there, but while Delfina had control of her body, she mutes them both and they have no power or say whatsoever, and so it's almost like normal, except for the fact she's been corrupted, etc. However, when she lapses out of consciousness (which includes sleeping) or morphs to the body of one of the other residents of her body, she has to tolerate them having full control, because at the moment whilst in 'their' body, she cannot control them and has to wait until they tire, faint, or give her back control, which is only likely to happen with Aqila, as Kidryll would never willingly give back control, and the daily struggles of the three of them drove them all to insanity.

Though one day, as Kidryll had control, she cam across a silver-haired girl with wings and horns, not too terribly different then her own, and she challenged her to one of her malicious tricks. However, the girl somehow saw through this and beat her down, to which Kidryll fainted and Delfina came back in control. Hating to lose, she continued to fight, but was also defeated. At this point the girl was annoyed, and offered Delfina two choices. Death or servitude, to which Delfina chose servitude over death. The girl turned out to be Priere, the first Insangel, now coupled with Delfina, the second Insangel to be born.

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Delfina's natural abilities:
Prophecy, Visions
Manipulation of Spirit Force
Warping through Spirit Force to (and in) any place with a large accumulation of things for it to feed off.
(I.e a forest or a town, or from the baker in the town to the town gates, etc).
Enhanced speed ( As a result of training/Warping)

Delfina's abilities:

Spirit Suck: By releasing a ball or multiple balls of Spirit Force, they will start leeching the life out of any 'living' thing around them, growing bigger and bigger until Delfina triggers them to explode, which will not only damage the body but the energy fueling it.

Third Insangel, Theodora

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Names: Theodora 'Comatose' Leon (Human), Wyrrn (Demon), Aryian (Angel)

Ages: 17 (Comatose), 15,000-20,000 (Wyrrn), Unknown (Aryian)

Abilities: Electrical Matter Adaptation/Absorbsion (Comatose), Anti-Matter/Supernatural Conjuration and Control (Wyrrn), Light/Holy Weaponry Mastery (Aryia)

Personalities: Shy, the 'suffer in silence' type, Comatose, or 'Coma' tends to laspe into frequent bouts of unconsciousness, where the others take over, too meek to speak up about it. (Comatose), Arrogant, bitchy, cruel, masochistic, sadistic but dreadfully forgetful, (Wyrrn), Calm, attentive, analytical and just (Ayrian).

When she was young, Theodora grew up in an orphanage where the slightest misdemeanor would get you the belt. Their motto was 'It's much better for a child to be seen, rather than heard.' Like most of the children there, under the watch of the cruel Madame LeGren, Theodora grew extremely quiet, often mumbling things to herself about how life wasn't fair, how this had to be stopped. An avid reader, the girl turned to some darker studies, like how to summon a demon and control it.

The girl had everything just right, the chalk drawn heavily and the incense just right; she didn't know that one line had been skipped, one that was far beyond her comprehension, but was essential to the spell - it was the one to keep the demon safely imprisoned until binding.

Not catching this near-fatal flaw until it was too late, the demon who she had summoned, Wyrrn, leapt forward for her chance.

For several days the young girl felt the demon and Angel warring within her. That glowing light kept her company, making her feel warm and safe. At first, she was very distrusting of the feeling, for it was one that she hadn't felt in a very long time. While this would have earned her much pity to admit it, she didn't really care. Her eyes became mis-matched. One was all red and demonic, while the other was blue and angelic.

It was a terribly long time, but the golden light-stuff started to fade. Feeling even more alone, Theodora wandered off. She felt.. Different. Changed.

However, her demon and Angel lay dormant for a very long time, both having used up far too much energy in a battle that lasted nearly a year. Theodora was next to untouched, though nightmares plagued her, when she had to have front-row seats to the fighting.

(Wyrrn)
Life was so dreadfully boring, eternally wandering. Sure, it was fun to play pranks on a bastard here and there, but when you have next to all the time in the world, fun never lasts. Isn't it like that for all things? But then again, they also say things only have to get worse to get better.

See, there I was, just floatin' in that in-between void between Here and There, satisfied from that last delicious kill, thinking about the absolutely astounding pain I was able to give that poor son of a bitch... And then this random snot-nosed brat decides to bring me forth. I MEAN, COME ON. How's a demon supposed ta get any rest with some half-wits calling us up every so often? Huh? Tell me that. It's bad enough that most don't know what they're doing, like this one.

The summoning she was using was pretty complex, but I saw flaws. Wonky lines here and there, cheap, immitation incense... It was all a set-up for disaster. If I could feel pity anymore, I most likely would've felt sorry for the kid... Ha, who am I kidding. I still woulda wanted to kill the bitch.

There are certain things in life that we simply cannot change. People grow old, and pass on, but people must learn that it is not the end. There is a whole next life, waiting for them. For the good, there is a life of utter contentment, equality and forgiveness. There is not one man who calls himself superior to another, though all love God equality. We Angels are their brothers and sisters, and forever shall we remember that. It seemed like just yesterday, this Angel could hear Gabriel making that speech to a glowing assembly of their kind, the soft rustling of feathers heard in every corner, the soft whisper of bare feet on material as soft as the clouds themselves looked as they touched down reaching the overly-sensitive hears to this Angel, the Weaponsmaster. It did not have a gender, though preferred to be known as male, wanting it to be known that he acknowledged that training in these arts was known as a stereotypically male occupation.

With so many new ideas for weapons to better fight the villanious treachery of the supernatural; the satan-worshiping devils and demons of the night -- Forgive an Angel for going on so much about his passion.

Anyways, it was a grave day when so many of the human charges fell for the glorified ideals of the Earthly, technology over family, Sin over Innocence... Next to all the Angels were already sent out when it came to be the turn of the Weaponsmaster, Aryian. It was with great pride that he took wing, rushing to the aid of a little girl he had been keeping an eye on for a while now; she couldn't have been more than seven years old.


(Aryian)

I knew that little girls were supposed to be naive, but it seems I got myself a stupid one. With a laugh, I manifested before her, cackling as my gaze fell upon her. "Well, girl? Ooh, you caught yerself a big baddie, what're ya gonna do with her, huh?" Eye twitching, a bit of drool slipped from the corner of my mouth. Ooh, this one, I'd make suffer... No! I'd suffer with her! Make the feast so much more enjoyable... A black, snake-like tongue flicked out, watching the girl cringe.
"Heh... Scared, bitch?" That musta hit the spot... Girly looked mad, now.

"Who are you calling a bitch, demon!" Theodora was indeed angry, though her voice squeaked in her fear, and she clamped her hands over her mouth and started to tremble as soon as she had finished shouting. She didn't say that aloud, did she?? Oh dear, good thing Madame LeGren wasn't here.
Though it didn't say anywhere that the demon had to be polite, wouldn't it want to start off on good terms with it's new master? This was just downright rude. It made her want to pull at her hair, stomp her feet... And this was such an ugly demon, too! That gross black tongue, twitching red eyes that were so oddly mismatched and the skinny body whose ribs could be seen through that awful black skin-suit... It gave her the chills. Was there such thing as attractive demon...? Oh yes, but Theodora had wanted to stay away from those. She wasn't old enough to be mentally scarred from what they were likely to do...

Laughable, so utterly laughable. Bitch was scared out of her wits! Time to -- Ah, there it is! The break. "You. Wanna play?" With another cackle, I felt myself slip through the 'carefully constructed barrier'. Ha, I could hear the air quotes in my mind -- BACK TO BUSINESS. Yeah, so, this bitch was going down.

Blinding radiance... It would be all that the two could take in as this Weaponsmaster landed, wings folding even as his bow was drawn. It was a fine thing, a well-made compound with a knotched arrow of glowing blue. He almost cursed, finding the girl between him and the demon. He heard a shriek of pain from the fiend and a gasp of shock. The demon was attempting to possess the girl.
Not even thinking, Aryian lept forward, abandoning his bow behind. He blanketed the girl (and unfortunately, demon) in a cloak of heavenly light, starting to chant slowly in a language neither would understand. He could only hope the demon would recognize her end and be vanquished peacefully. Not being able to harm the girl, this was fully what he expected. Wyrrn... Was that her name?

Now what the HELL did this guy think he was doing?? Ewewewewew... That shiney stuff was getting annoying. And that buzzing sound that he made when his lips moved? Ugh. It was only as my skin started to burn did I shreik, snarling deep within my throat. Bastard... Stealing my prey AND trying to kill me? WHAT THE HELL. With a hiss, I dug my claws deep into that annoying light. I was inside the girl, so even though it burned, I was okay. If I was going down, this son a of a bitch was going with me.

He felt a tugging on his soul, and it was like a vaccuum effect. Aryian felt sorry for the girl, but was next was something that had to be done. Touching a silver chain around his neck before plunging in after the demon. The light remained with the girl, trying to keep her calm during the battle that was to come.

For several days the young girl felt the demon and Angel warring within her. That glowing light kept her company, making her feel warm and safe. At first, she was very distrusting of the feeling, for it was one that she hadn't felt in a very long time. While this would have earned her much pity to admit it, she didn't really care. Her eyes became mis-matched. One was all red and demonic, while the other was blue and angelic.
It was a terribly long time, but the golden light-stuff started to fade. Feeling even more alone, Theodora wandered off. She felt.. Different. Changed.

However, her demon and Angel lay dormant for a very long time, both having used up far too much energy in a battle that lasted nearly a year. Theodora was next to untouched, though nightmares plagued her, when she had to have front-row seats to the fighting. Those only calmed as the fighting did, so it was a few years later that

Fourth Insangel; Nyctores

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Name: (Human) Nyctores (Angel) Nox (Demon) Noir
Age: 17
Height: 5'4'
Wight: 100 lbs.
Personality: No set personality

Abilities: (Nyctores): Nitrokinesis, Psychometry (Nox): Opening, Angelic Arts (Noir): Sealing, Demonic Arts

Description: Insangel; The Insangel is one third angel, one third demon and one third human/animal/earth dwelling... thing. It is the concept of an angel succumbing to Earthly things, but not losing divinity, but through fusing with an earthly thing, it becomes merged with also the demons that Earthly things possess. Thus, it becomes a mix of all 3 and becomes completely insane, thus becoming the Insangel.

Nyctores is a straight-forward, realistic guy who doesn't care for alot. A child prodigy who was formerly a senior student at Namimori High, Nyctores became a journalist for some shady organization and needless to say, he became good at his job. When it comes to digging up information and inflitration, Nyctores was known for being second to none. He wears formal clothing, which somehow seems more durable than regular clothes. His expression is very deadpan, but the demon and angel inside of him caused him to show more emotion. Not by much though. His eyes have an ever glowing yellow glare.

Nox is an archangel set to the mortal plain to use her key blade, Tenrai, to release the lost souls and send them to their according afterlife. Her other mission was to send all demons back to the underworld. This is how she encountered Nyctores. A solemn guy, but Nox knew he had a hidden demon inside of him, for she had the ability to sense it. This demon would have had to be released, but Nox wasn't able to like all the others. For this mission, she had to enter Nyctores' body and expell it herself. Her gown had all types of armor and noteworthy marks to excerise her high rank. She was similar to Nyctores, not showing much emotion, but she will go far for what she believe is right.

Noir is a high ranking demon from the underworld who thrives off of the activity of humans. By stealing their activity, she creates sloth amongst those she inhabits. However, one day changed all of this. While about to consume the activty of her lastest victim, Nyctores, she was interrupted by an angel. This angel attempted to remove her from her host, so Noir used her sealing power to cancel with the release. Noir expected the angel to enter Nyctores, and once she did, she sealed in the angel. Now she planned to make her escape, but she was denied. She was bound to the body and now so was the angel. Being together for so long eventually brought insanity into Nyctores' soul, which also brought them all closer together. Noir has piercing yellow eyes and 5 wings. 2 sets of wings on her back and one on her head, the underworld equivalent of a seraphim. She speaks out and loves to cause chaos, the complete opposite of Nyctores and Nox.

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Abilities: Nitrokinesis, Psychometry

Nitrokinesis- The ability to manipulate and create Nitrogen.

Psychometry- By making contact with someone or something, Nyctores can then pinpoint the the location of the said item/person. Nyctores also has access to Psychic abilities, which at the moment aren't very powerful.
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Traits-
-Extrasensory Perception
-High levels of intelligence
-Immune to harmful effects of Nitrogen of any form
-Exhales Nitrogen
-Ocular warping- Warping/Distorting whatever he focuses his site on
-Telepathic
-Demon eye ability
-Angel eye ability

Fifth Insangel; Airika

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Name: Aikira
Age: 17
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 110 lbs.
Personality: Quiet, shy, and peace loving, but loves to be around people. Airika hates being alone and rather be with company even if she doesn't speak. She's not a talker at all, but when she does speak, it comes out as a stuttered mess sometimes as if she's afraid of her own voice. It's not often she looks someone in the eye, and one should feel proud if she does.

Abilities:

Airika- Magic manipulation, Transformations

Llywen- White Magic, Purify, Light Barriers and Shields

Shinha- Warp Reality, Alchemy/Transmutation, High Defense Arts

Llywen:
Before becoming trapped in the body of Airika, Llywen was one of the highest ranked angels of the realm. Her specialty being able to purify the darkest auras and substances from an area and create a holy and sacred place via barriers. Llywen's magic is a deep and penetrating blue, like the animal she represents, the Mountain Bluebird.

Shinha:
This...whatever the hell it is, is definitely from another realm. It always has a large, bloodthirsty grin on it's innocent rabbit face...however don't be deceived (who would?). Shinha is a master at black magic and warping reality, driving his victims insane with illusions.

Sixth Insangel; Keisen

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Name: Keisen
Age: 21
Height: 5'9"
Personality: Serious when in training or fighting, lets loose to be callous and gritty with humor in casual situations. He takes pride in his swordsmanship as well as his talents in Ki. Overall, a tough fighter to come across, and social but not easy to connect with easily.

Abilities:

Keisen - Expert samurai Swordsman, uses a custom serrated Katana. He can manipulate Ki energy to alter the kinetic force of certain things, applying white energy to manifest physical force and strength.

Gianno - Hawkeyed; has deadly accurate vision, and very quick to find the upper hand in any situation. Uses a variety of divine-based weapons, and can manifest them at whim.

Lancia - Extremespeed; Lancia easily outmatches any top racehorse when it comes to running speed. Also possesses blue fire, constantly burning many times hotter than a blacksmith's forge.

Gianno: Not quite a fallen angel, Gianno was an angel that wasn't quite fully affiliated with Heaven. He spent his time as a rogue, drifting along between Heaven and the physical world at a whim. Very much a lone wolf and quick to pull the trigger, Gianno's own experience makes him a hardened fighter with instinct not to trust anyone he meets.

Lancia: Literally a stallion from the depths of Inferno itself, Lancia's pride is in her fire across her blackened body. Unlike most fire-based demons, Lancia's fire burns with a deep blue glow, many times hotter than standard orange fire. Her speed is nearly unmatched, and can always get out of a tight spot when her enemies don't burn to a crisp fast enough.