Bio
I am Thane, a Sent One, and self-appointed second-in-command of Zacharel's Army of Disgrace. I have one year of service to prove myself worthy of the wings I have been given by the Most High.
I haven't been part of an actual army for more than a hundred years, and never would have joined another if my Deity had not commanded me to follow Zacharel…or else. In a way I realize that my life has been nothing but a chaotic mess and...I suppose I need order somewhere. So, while I think that my losing my wings and falling is inevitable, I'm still willing to try and succeed in my service to Zacharel.
A century ago I was held captive and tortured by demons for weeks, along with fellow Sent Ones Xerxes and Bjorn. Both are also part of the Army of Disgrace. The bond I formed with them during captivity will always stay with me. They are like brothers to me. I would die for them, and they for me.
Though I am free now, the memories stay with me. They turned me into who I am now. A Sent One out for revenge. I truly live only to kill the demons that plague the world, no matter what the cost. I will not rest until they are all eliminated.
To escape my past, and to provide immortals with a haven for enjoyment, I opened The Downfall, a pleasure house of sorts, in the Deity’s section of the heavens.
Immortals of all ilks frequent it, and are able to indulge without judgment from anyone but themselves.
Myself, Bjorn and Xerxes reside above the club, along with the occasional immortal lovers we decide to keep. Though usually those do not last long, for we all prefer new and different rather quickly.
Yes, even a Sent One has sexual desires. I've been told that mine skirt the edge of dangerous, or even acceptable. But...it is what I prefer.
So...stop by The Downfall one day....if you dare. -smirks-