Did Somebody Say Demon Of Chaos And Mischief? No. Too Bad! ||Demon!Octane Verse||
Octavio Silva was a strange man. Kind of came out of nowhere. He just sort of appeared as a nineteen year old adrenaline junkie, causing mayhem and pranks gone too far along the way.
He was a wild addition, but one season, he decided it was time to be a bit extra. Or so people were told.
In reality, he let the glimmer on his form fade away. The horns twisting up his head, pointed ears, the tail coiling from his body, the slightly modified stance of his mechanical legs, the markings on his flesh. Hell, he even had a forked tongue, black eyes and sharpened teeth.
The demon, was free, the human body he possessed a simple fact of life for him at this point.
The demon, if you ask, would laugh. If you get close enough or piss them off they’ll make sure you know exactly what you’re dealing with. A penchant for fire and a desire to flex his abilities, he is easily one to go for the display of what he has.
This being said, his tail is hyper sensitive as is his horns. He is a bit of a slut, but can you blame him? He’s had to deal with demons, humans are just refreshing.
The demon goes by the name Octane, though their true name is Salvidore. He is a proud fighter, and whilst he is proud of what he’s achieved in the other realm, he’s content to let their special human lead him through this realm.
The demon, whilst sly and playful, can turn dark quickly. At times, the demon will step back, let the humans live their lives without his meddling. But the second someone does anything to upset their loved ones, or even hurt them, the gaping maw of Hell opens to tear them apart. No one hurts his human but him.
Octane was told he was meant to be a ‘Guardian Demon’, but the idea never stayed, his realm throwing him out to live among humans to ‘learn his place’. Whoops.
Now he walks this plane of existence to further ruin and enthral humanity into being free to do as they please.