HUME:
THE GAME KEEPER
AGE: Unknown
BIRTHDAY: Unknown
HEIGHT: 6’5’’ | 195 CM
NATIONALITY: Unknown
PERSONALITY: Calculating, Brilliant, Spiteful
SYMBOLIC AFFILIATIONS: Blood Moon Ring
COLOR AFFILIATION: CRIMSON
ENJOYS: Riddles, humiliating his opponents
VOCATION: Supremacy of Demonkind, mourning Mythindra
SPECIAL ABILITIES: Blood Arts, power absorption, tacitcal mastery
Hume is a man of supreme intellect — a mind of rare brilliance and tactical prowess. Over time he became one of the most ruthless and powerful lords of demonkind. He rose to such might in the wake of the Farer Mythindra's death, a loss that proved both a most pivotal moment and the beginning of a descent into madness. His love for her was absolute and felt it was his sacred duty to revive her. He was then, in every meaningful sense, a man being unmade, slowly eroding, until neither his spirit nor his biology bore any honest claim to what he once was for he had delved too deeply even into horrific rituals and blood arts that corrupted every part of him. He was, however, then in possession of innumerable powers and was eventually glorified among demons as an formidable leader. Hume was once even the master of Cirogaan the Golden, but Cirogaan’s ambitions became too great and he eventually defected.
Though Hume never came close to resurrecting Mythindra, he was successful with various other creatures such as two angels who’d been beheaded and cast out of Caelum by Radiance’s order for their treachery: Desolate Sartre and Hallowed Antal as they are now called, considered demons in their reformed bodies. He reanimated their corpses and placed angelic relics from other experiments upon their shoulders. This he intended as a mockery toward Caelum, to Radiance in particular, for Hume believed he his achievements had both surpassed and severely undermined the Great Angel.
Mourning Mythindra
Hume loved the Farer Mythindra above all, but even he among mortal men went unnoticed for she roamed the universe; where she was bound he could not venture. For his yearning, he sought many measures and forms of mysticism to prolong his life so that one day he might commune with her but none were so effective as the blood arts he learned from a mysterious demon. Over time these powers weighed heavily on his soul and corrupted his human nature, but he remained steadfast in his longing for Mythindra. There are very few who know just how long Hume has been alive.
When Mythindra died on Earth of her stillborn’s malignant affliction, Hume was overtaken by grief and loathing. He believed that her surviving child, Cirogaan the Golden, was the root of this tragedy in producing such powerful radiation that must have befouled her womb. She was lost, but a part of her Hume kept for his own; so plucked her eye, still agleam, from its cavity. In this moment, Hume saw the long ages that she had seen and gained her knowledge unfathomable. He fit the eye into a silver ring and called it the Blood Moon Ring for when Mythindra passed the skies above turned a sanguineous hue indicating that one of the most beloved creatures in the universe had died an ugly death.
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