Alright guys, for clarification this is my Mobfell Daemon-sona. I call him Jesse, though his full name is Felix Cloud; and he is not the only version of my sona, only the one I use the most.
Any questions about him I'll happily answer!!

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Alright guys, for clarification this is my Mobfell Daemon-sona. I call him Jesse, though his full name is Felix Cloud; and he is not the only version of my sona, only the one I use the most.
Any questions about him I'll happily answer!!
So what’s Jesse’s backstory and how he became the person his is now
OH BOY!!! Do you want the short version or the long version? Cause I've got quite a lot of information on him. I'll try to summarize it.
Jesse was born in 1904 and currently runs a business with his husband, Doom (mf!paps), as the don of a mob in the year 1928.
From a young age he was always constantly picked on by others picking out everything about him. It doesnt help that there's some severe racism against monsters. His father died of an illness when he was 4 and his mother abandoned him at 8 leaving him an orphan to fend for himself. No one to protect him and living in a foster home surrounded by seventeen other kids, mostly humans and a couple monsters. So he never got much attention besides being round up with everyone else.
He was picked on by his roommates, couldn't possibly call them family. The only person he ever cared about in that home was mugged and killed by some of the older boys in the home. He struggled in school and picked up a habit of shoplifting, leading to his kleptomania.
Jesse is a hellfire daemon. Naturally he is a bit of a pyromaniac but one specific detail about himself that everyone failed to inform him about is that his cheek get torn by quickly growing teeth when he is upset. That was cause for more trauma not only to himself but to other kids in the home.
After that discovery he was beaten and kicked on the floor by the older guys in the home to make sure that Jesse knew his place and that he wouldn't try anything. Seeing him as dangerous as they try to break him. Shattering off his left horn in the process.
Jesse endures six years of this torture, and it is wearing on him. He's developed being a quick liar and easily manipulating the emotions of others so they believe him. He uses his small skinny stature to his advantage to seem weak while actually being horrifically strong. On the same level of rarity of skeletons along with the same general strength.
His first introduction to the mob was when he was 15, when he caught the oldest boys trading some alcohol behind the house with a much older looking man. A monster no less... a giant.. about 11 feet tall and lanky. Wore a black suit and had two cracks on his face starting from his eyes going different directions.
Jesse was obviously caught by the boys and they trapped him in an alleyway, pinning him down and cutting from the bottom lid of his right eye down his cheek. That was the final straw.
Jesse had had enough and was going to destroy those boys for doing that to him. That night he silently dragged each one of them out of their beds and tore them to shreds in the backyard. Scorching their body parts to a crisp as he hung them from a nearby telephone pole. Terrifying the locals and making it to the newspaper but no one knew it was him.
By 18 he moved out and immediately joined the mob, working from the inside and rounding up some buddies, desprate for control. But with his temper and cunning sociopathy, he managed to round up a large amount of men, secretly murdering the don he was working under, and starting his own gang of ruffians. Growing quickly and gaining territory faster than anyone ever has.
He was a force to be reckoned with. Dangerous and would not stop until he got everything he wanted. Desprate for control. And he became Don Cloud.
Jesse looks like someone who would hold out his hand and ask for a dance and I am living for that. I love how much detail you put in your character design. ~UwU~
Oh boy he absolutely would, he's quite the gentleman as long as you're kind to him he's kind to you back. But he does have little sympathy for those who mistreat him.
Take that as you will... and tread carefully. There is a hair's difference between kind and compassionate Jesse, and cold and murderous Jesse.