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The man of the hour on the 21st of years is none other than Mephisto Balthazar Lucien. However, to anyone who asks, he is just Luciano Enma. He appears to be a scientist, but is actually a botanist. He gathers the seeds of plants he likes and raises them in his store. It was always a store, though. He originally was a horticulturist (one who cultivates a garden, orchard, or [plant] nursery), growing a small garden in his backyard. His neighbors often complimented him on how good his yard always looked, not to mention the fruits and vegetables he grew as well. But that is just on the flip side.

Inside Lucien's house, within both the attic and basement, he cultivates and harvests poison which the plants he hide down there either make on their own or secrete when injured. In other words, he is what you call an apothecary. But there is a problem with that, he doesn't ever sell them. Rather, it's more accurate to call what he does is making new poisons and collecting them. A strange hobby for a man*, yes? {*As in normal.) The source of this can be found in an incident in his past and the true deposition of his family.



Sixteen years ago, one this day, a celebration to be had for the young master. The heir to a prominent family and their business. He was only five, but had already developed immunity to twenty poisons. Courtesy of the 'tainted' blood his mother possessed and her milk of which he was fed. Then of course the 'treated' bottles she gave him upon being weaned. All in all, this child was an accumulation of poison immunity.

The family responsible supplied poisons to whoever had the cash and their own blood was the antidote to everything since everything was in them. They made a killing off of sinning humans, uncaring of their own sins of defiling the temple of soul and body. Because of this, each member of the family is said to possess the name of a greater demon. But do not be so quick to label them devil-worshipers, since above all, they believe in neither the devil nor god. A mystery, it is then, that they give their selves such names and do such acts. But once you talk with one of them, you understand. It's not that they know nothing of the Devil and Christ, but rather that they know so much they're acting ignorant of it.

The reason for it all is a secret guarded more closely than the secret of the Vatican: the Devil exists within them. All born of the family's have a piece of the devil sealed within them to prevent his re-awakening. For years, they evaded his underlings by spreading their blood throughout the world as 'antidote' and threw their scent off. But this would only work for so many centuries.

One day, a particularly clever demon managed to claw his way into the family and undid all their hard work, and incorporated the pieces into the form of a child. A child who was named: Mephisto Balthazar Lucien, the true devil incarnate.

What the demon hadn't counted on was the last minute measure the family had taken in the event this happened. The entire household sat on top of a Heaven Gate which activated on his 5th birthday. At the sacrifice of the lives of everyone there, the boy was purge of the devil's spirit and became to lone survivor to the 'freak accident' of God's sacred flames. Though, some things didn't go away in its entirety. The boy still possessed a tail of chain and twisted blade, the tell-tale horns of the devil, and, of course, the cesspool of poison that was his body.

The only other thing that was not destroyed by the fire was a mirror, one of which an Archangel left behind in order to monitor the boy's growth.



Sixteen Years Later, Lucien is perfectly normal, aside from the knack which he inherited from his family. However, he does not sell any of his poisons, merely collects them in 0.1 oz containers which are lined up neatly in his basement in order from least (lowest shelf) to most (highest shelf) lethality.



Today, Lucien just turned twenty-one. His friends invited him out to drink, and he took upon their invitation. Though, he secretly knew it was impossible for him to get drunk due to his poison intake- Wait, no, he probably could get drunk. He just wouldn't die from it. However, he didn't take that as an excuse to get drunk. He simply left that to his friends and watched them them joke around until it was late. The friends all took their separate taxis, same if they were in the same area, and went home.

Lucien wasn't expecting any more excitement than that. So imagine his surprise when he walked into his home and found an angel inside, walking around.

You're right. He wouldn't be thrilled. In fact, he was so stunned, that the words, not courtesy of the alcohol, came rushing out of his mouth faster than a bullet out of the gun barrel: "Who the f*ck are you!?"



Your Role

You are an angel that emerged from the mirror he held onto since birth. Your personal reason for appearing is your own, but your overall reason is to monitor him as he comes into his inherited powers on his 21st birthday and beyond. Or whenever you deem him harmless enough to leave alone or too dangerous and must be killed.

Characters

Mephisto Balthazar Lucien/Luciano Enma
Age: 21
Likes: His plants, collecting poisons, his currently peaceful life
Dislikes: Surprises, his birth name, fire (particularly those of burning buildings), his nightmares
Funny Fact: His birthday is February 14th.
Appearance: Lucien/Luciano

Cassiel
Age: 20
Likes: nature, reading and the quiet
Dislikes: rude people, anyone mean and insects
Funny Fact: He will sometimes take the lords name in vein.
Appearance:Cassiel

Rules

- Follow Guild Rules
- Follow Gaia Rules
- Have Fun!

"You really shouldn't swear." Cassiel said smiling. he had stopped pacing and stood a few feet away from Lucian. "I was sent here to watch you Lucuian. To make sure you don't do anything dumb on your part. Like take over heaven and hell." Cassiel said pacing again.

Cassiel just laughed. "Please. Don't act all tough." Cassiel said just standing there. "I know about your family and the fact you are resistant to poisons." Cassiel said with a small grin. "And if you still don't believe I'm angel I'll do more to prove it."

"Of course not." Cassiel said and laughed again. "And I bet the poison you keep in your basement isn't harmful?" Cassiel asked floating a bit for good measurement.

"Not really." Cassiel said with a shrug. "now could you pleasestop looking so scared??" He asked touching ground again. 'I promise not to hurt you."

Cassiel shook his head lightly. He picked Lucien up and placed him on the couch. He then walked to the kitchen and made some tea for when the other woke. After the tea was finished, Cassiel got himself a cup and sat down in a chair and waited for the other to wake.

"Don't faint again. It is dreadfully boring with nothing to do." Cassiel said his tea long gone and the cup on the stand by the chair he was sitting in. "So..what is there to do?" Cassiel said arching a brow lightly.

"I see you like to show your emotions with your tail." Cassiel said smiling. "I do not intend to freak you out." Cassiel said gently. 'But I do need to watch you. Just in case.' Cassiel said giving a small yawn.