The ruckus and the noises in the room and the shouts and the screams of lost souls, pleading for the devils to let them go and the blood that stained the carpet and the walls crimson and the scratching and the whipping and the barking commands and the cries… its something common—too common to hear in the Underworld that no one even notices those sounds anymore.
Ghosts flow around, Grim Reapers carrying scythes, searching for preys, Devils carrying swords and spears, ready to pierce any intruders, and above all is their leader. The leader of the Underworld, the cruel, merciless King who would not hesitate to kill every living being, to destroy and incinerate anything that get in his way. Hes the burning fire of hell itself, Revellius.
No one that had ever seen talking to him came back out alive. He would burn everything, friends or foes and no one could ever survive his raging fire. There is no doubt, always exceptions in this world and of course, this also applies to the powerful King of the Underworld...
•▪▫Name: Revellius Marcus Red
•▪▫Status: King of the Underworld
•▪▫Nicks: Rev, King Red
•▪▫Alias: Kirema
•▪▫Gender: Male
•▪▫Age: 23
•▪▫Element: Fire
•▪▫Race: Zunka
•▪▫Mate: Dravius
•▪▫Parents: Riku & Razuka
•▪▫D.O.B.: 29. 02. 1986
•▪▫Lifetime: Inmortal
•▪▫Blood Type: O
•▪▫Orientation: Bi
•▪▫Home City: Albania
•▪▫Residence: Germany
•▪▫Height: 186 cm both in Human and Canine -in 4 paws-
•▪▫Smells like: Hot metal and Sulfur
•▪▫Tastes like: Cinnamon and some sort of exotic spice
•▪▫Personality: Cocky, Expectant, Bolt, Patronising, Determined
•▪▫Quirks: hates when people think something of you just because you are different
•▪▫Petpet: Kuroga
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You are too silent
I can't see the inside of you mind
A broken hand mirror
You were holding preciously
I can't smile well"
To you who murmur with the head down
You can laugh clumsily"
Awkwardly I said
The two who met in the night after the rain
Fell before the pink flower blossom all over
Untill the end you haven't let me see all
The pink flower would turn into blue
There is no destiny of love
A bit hurt and talk half as much
There is no eternity everything awaits death
Can't hide confusion and the collarbones tremble
For your birthday
I sent a pretty watch
A little bit shyly
I'm glad" you said
Even that we have past such days
Will I forget someday
The two who met in the night after the rain
Fell before the pink flower blossom all over
Untill the end you haven't let me see all
The pink flower would turn into blue
The two who met in the night after the rain
Fell before the pink flower blossom all over
Untill the end you haven't let me see all
The pink flower would turn into blue
Coldly the hands of clock began
The countdown to an end
It was ticking a tragic conclusion
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