Image by me. Not colored yet. Maybe when I get more time.
Name: Edric the Angel of Lucidity
Age: Appears to be in his early twenties, was actually one of the first angels created before human kind.
Birthday: April 20th
Sex: Male
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Height: 5’ 8’’
Weight: 113 pounds. Very light due to chronic vomiting.
Physique: Gaunt/ Thin
Hair Color: Light Blonde with a streak of Orange
Skin Color: Fair and Freckled
Eye Color: Sea Blue
Marks and How they were acquired:
A tattoo of his name on his right palm = Edric’s memory curse had plagued him for many years. Afraid of loosing himself, he had his name embedded into his palm so he’d never forget who he was.
A tattoo of another name on his buttocks. = Wild night of drinking
Scars beneath his wings. = The God of Battle ripped Edric’s wings from his back, leaving only the small fragments behind. The scars under those tiny wings are a reminder of the grand wingspan he once had.
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Style: Eclectic and Colorful
Material: Usually soft things, silks and satins. But also durable things he can play around in, like cottons and denims.
Accessories: Colorful beads, rings, necklaces, and hair ties. Extra points if they’re made of candy. Also his lip is pierced.
Weapons: Himself. Edric is a walking hallucinogenic drug.
Mother’s Name: Death
Father’s Name: Death
Place of Birth: Heaven
Details of Birth: Death created his first thirteen angels differently than he did the others. They had no ties or obligations to the gods other than their own emotional ones. Coincidentally all thirteen of these angels were punished in some way.
Siblings: The former twelve disciples are all considered his siblings
Children: Everett is his biological daughter, he however has no idea she is alive. Edric considers all of his followers to be his children.
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Job: King of the Rift
Motivations: He doesn’t have any long term goals. Edric only lives to feel happy and indulge in his drug.
Weaknesses/ Flaws: Edric’s life is a lie. Every since regaining his memories he has buried himself in his drug and taken an entire section of Dystopia with him. If he were to dwell on his memories or be separated from The Rift he would become exceedingly depressed and weak.
Strengths: His creative abilities and powers over the mind allow him to almost bend reality to his will. It takes little effort for him to maintain The Rift and to supply his followers with basic living needs.
Afraid of: Being separated from The Rift, Going back to Heaven or Hell, his Memories, Lemon
Hates: Suffering, Sadness, Death, Loss, Emotional stress, Destruction of beauty, inability to create
Loves: Colors, laughter, magic, sweets, butterflies, music, life
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Favorite Color: All
Food: Food given to him as a gift
Drink: Wine and Juice
Music: All, especially from a violin
Art: All, especially art created while his followers were under his influence
Hobby: Walking amongst his followers, singing, playing games
Sport: Hopscotch with the children of his followers
