Aishtar Balthazar
"A Lesson in History of Relationships"
Mother: The woman that brought Aishtar into this world and shaped her into the person she is... or at least underneath all of the demonic exterior. She, her mother, and her sister Azuria were kept, tortured, and enslaved in the depths of a castle dungeon. They endured incredulous pains, but the entire time despite the harsh conditions their mother tried to teach them not to hurt humans because she knew that not all were that way. As a matter of fact she wanted them to defend all that could not defend themselves. Out of the two daughters, Aishtar was the one that would make sure to live by her mother's wishes as not long after, her mother died at the sadistic hands of men.
Makeshift Father: The world was a frightening place without their mother and for years Aishtar and her sister were in the dungeons left shackled to rot unless summoned otherwise for foul entertainment. Until one day a red haired demon wrought havoc to the very castle that stood on their place of imprisonment. The demon raided the castle walls single handed and with thorough exploration looking for treasures he happened upon their godforsaken place of holding. What made him look in the dungeons of all places is beyond comprehension, but that is where he found the two little twin girls with glowing eyes of crystal and beryl. The demon actually took pity on them and set them free, but he then also took it upon himself to take them in as his own and let them abide in the safety of his own castle. For the first time, they lived in it from the outside of the dungeon walls.
However, he was a demon after all and so he committed a lot of odious and violent acts. Aishtar could not agree with this except she owed him her life and needed some source of nourishment from the flesh and blood of men provided by their makeshift father. Azuria on the other hand with a weak and damaged psyche was heavily influenced and from it a seed of hatred and vengeance was planted in the core of her battered black and blue heart. This seed some day would blossom her into a deadly rose; and the beginning to the life of a psychopath. The day this would transpire would also be the day that the two sisters would part ways. Aisthar would know that someday she may have to stop Azuria and put an end to her pain, even if it meant putting her out of her misery.
Azuria Balthazar: Aisthar's sister. Bound by their blood. Living by their blood. Although they die by their blood if each others were to ever make contact with one another. They endured the same tribulations, but took very different paths. Aishtar took on the path of striving for righteousness; the path of the defender, but Azuria became an unforgiving and relentless killer. Aishtar tried so many times to change her; to reason with her, but her sister was so damaged by their childhood traumas that not a shred of compassion remained. Azuria was everything to Aishtar as she was the only thing she had in the world to hang on to. They were sisters. Lovers. Friends. It pained Aishtar that they were inevitably growing apart because she felt as though she was losing a part of herself. Aishtar feared that one day for the sake of mankind and the living she would have to kill her sister.
That day arrived in the beginning of a war started in the capitol of the depths of Hell's Pandemonium. There is a lot that Aishtar does not remember as her mind pushed it to the back of her subconscious, but if there was one thing she thought she was sure of, it was that she saw her sister die along with their traces of history and her being. This very tragedy was the one thing that led Aishtar into acceptance of becoming a demon, and after that she lived a constant nightmare of battling her old self with her new. Psyche so damaged the new Aishtar was becoming just another Azuria. Perhaps it is the way that she copes with the loss of her sister, through a split personality replicating her.
Lieutenant Wolfe: There was once a time in one of Aishtar's awakenings that she found herself in a bit of trouble. She had a rude awakening by few ruffians with bad intentions, and she would have to choose whether to harm a human or to remain passive against them. Luckily Wolfe was in the vicinity on his own agenda and the men took a beating they wouldn't soon forget. Lucky for the men because little did they know it was the better of the two outcomes.
Wolfe and Aishtar shared a few travels and as long as she traveled by his side, she never had to forcibly take blood from anyone when he was giving her blood of his own. He always had it for her in donated plastic pouches of blood. However, something about his blood was so unique in taste that several times she had to hold back the urge to assault him. It had her so beholden that she often felt sedated in such a way that she felt physically vulnerable and attached to him.
Although she would indeed be attached due to an instance of a time when Wolfe almost lost his life that she gave him her own blood in return and turned him into her first chevalier. From that day forward he would live a life forever feeling the need to look after her well being and yield his neck to drink as she pleased, but missions from time to time took him elsewhere for long periods of time. Albeit, Wolfe always had a way of tracking down her whereabouts.
Chrono: Aishtar's life partner and chevalier. A chevalier bound not by blood, but by love. Aishtar first met Chrono in a desert temple of yet another awakening from centuries of sleep. He followed the trail of red roses that always took bloom in her awakenings. He followed them to the temple's core where he found her encased in a silk woven sack. He was but a child in her eyes; for that is what he appeared to be, but he was in all actuality a demon in a simplistic form. Only with bursts of great power and prowess did his true man form manifest.
The two of them dealt with many hardships and shared many a victory. They looked after one another and never left each others side. Where Aishtar was, Chrono could be found, but a strange twist of fate linked their paths. Chrono's brother found Aishtar's sister and used it to his advantage as he as sure that the two of them would follow; and follow they did. Trails of chaos and destruction led the way through everywhere Chrono's brother and Azuria passed until the final encounter in Hell's capital Pandemonium where the ends had to meet.
There is so much that Aishtar cannot remember as to what took place, but when she awoke from her next period of rest, she was seemingly the only one that survived the battle. She then felt truly alone and without a purpose. Chrono had promised that he would be there when she woke up, but it was quite apparent that he wasn't. She did not know where she was, or who she was... or maybe it was what. All she knew was that she now had a jade wrist trinket with a twinkling devil's eye that she somehow came into possession of... Which she would soon find out would take possession of her.
Dog: Ah, Dog. He was only a mutt that she and Chrono came across one night in an alleyway of a town they were passing through. The dog followed them long enough that they just decided to adopt him into their makeshift family. Aishtar never had the intention of taking him in, but who would have though that even naming something as autonomous as "Dog" would create an attachment?
Dog almost lost his life while joining a fight that Aishtar and Chrono were involved. Aishtar made the call to save him the only way she knew how to save anyone. She gave him her blood and so Dog was born again a Chiropteran canine, but even being turned into a pet chevalier has its limits. In an encounter with Azuria, she purged his flesh with her sword covered in her own blood and its contact caused Dog's body to crystallize.
Aishtar could only watch as his crystallized corpse was kicked from a tower window above her; his body shattering into countless jeweled fragments as it hit the ground below in front of her. Heartbroken she desperately scrambled to gather pieces of him while after another lost battle, Azuria made for a helicopter retreat. Out of the collected remnants, she kept one good sized piece of his crystallized blood and had it forged into a piece of jewelry to keep him with her forever close to her heart.
Cain: In her awakening after Pandemonium, Aishtar woke in a daze from a nightmare in Hell that felt all too real. Enshrouded in red mist she peered from her cocoon to see a man who could not see her. He was indeed blind, but by no means did this mean that he was defenseless. In the Land of Sorrow, this man ruled the power of shadows. The two of them had a rough encounter, but it almost was not under Aishtar's control. For the first time she witnessed the Devil Hand's power take her over and turn her into something and someone else.
Cain was able to subdue her in a satisfactory battle that suppressed her blood lust for the time being, but in that moment she knew that she had become a monster. She could only ask herself what happened in Pandemonium before she had her last long sleep? At that point Cain saw that Aishtar might be able to be reasoned with since she had been taken out of her berserk state. He knew that the land around them could force the worst characteristics out of anyone with its enchantments; It's forests were breathtaking and makes you not want to leave, causing you to take comfort and refuge in its beauty, but it is also dangerous.
Monsters lurk the shadows and the negative aura forces one to think about their fears and resurface painful memories. Aishtar found herself caught up in its power and decided it was rather becoming as she had memories much too fresh to immediately recover. She felt she had lost everyone that was part of her and made her up to me who she was. Aishtar traveled far off into this land into the snow peak salt flats. Beasts learned to shy away from her and shades revered and followed her. She came across a temple high in the mountains where she bewitched the monastic people and took over, Basking in her bitterness and sorrows she sunk into the deep shadows of her Hell.
Seth the Damned: Probably the one person that could get the hairs on the back of her neck standing. Every step this man took creatures cried out for mercy as insanity and anguish took them over causing their bodies to contort and implode. Wherever he goes the stench of death follows and the land is veiled in darkness. He is a fallen angel who has come for her head, but he takes far too much pleasure in getting into her head. Filling her mind with tales of torturing her sister who he claimed was still alive; dangling hope above her from the idea of him taking her to see Azuria, only to tell her that he would reunite in death.
As important as it is to him to kill her, he is befallen to her features beneath her masking and cannot bring himself to take his lamb to slaughter even though he is significantly more powerful than she. However, he is still the one that now enters her world repeatedly like a reoccurring nightmare, whether she is awake or asleep.
Makeshift Father: The world was a frightening place without their mother and for years Aishtar and her sister were in the dungeons left shackled to rot unless summoned otherwise for foul entertainment. Until one day a red haired demon wrought havoc to the very castle that stood on their place of imprisonment. The demon raided the castle walls single handed and with thorough exploration looking for treasures he happened upon their godforsaken place of holding. What made him look in the dungeons of all places is beyond comprehension, but that is where he found the two little twin girls with glowing eyes of crystal and beryl. The demon actually took pity on them and set them free, but he then also took it upon himself to take them in as his own and let them abide in the safety of his own castle. For the first time, they lived in it from the outside of the dungeon walls.
However, he was a demon after all and so he committed a lot of odious and violent acts. Aishtar could not agree with this except she owed him her life and needed some source of nourishment from the flesh and blood of men provided by their makeshift father. Azuria on the other hand with a weak and damaged psyche was heavily influenced and from it a seed of hatred and vengeance was planted in the core of her battered black and blue heart. This seed some day would blossom her into a deadly rose; and the beginning to the life of a psychopath. The day this would transpire would also be the day that the two sisters would part ways. Aisthar would know that someday she may have to stop Azuria and put an end to her pain, even if it meant putting her out of her misery.
Azuria Balthazar: Aisthar's sister. Bound by their blood. Living by their blood. Although they die by their blood if each others were to ever make contact with one another. They endured the same tribulations, but took very different paths. Aishtar took on the path of striving for righteousness; the path of the defender, but Azuria became an unforgiving and relentless killer. Aishtar tried so many times to change her; to reason with her, but her sister was so damaged by their childhood traumas that not a shred of compassion remained. Azuria was everything to Aishtar as she was the only thing she had in the world to hang on to. They were sisters. Lovers. Friends. It pained Aishtar that they were inevitably growing apart because she felt as though she was losing a part of herself. Aishtar feared that one day for the sake of mankind and the living she would have to kill her sister.
That day arrived in the beginning of a war started in the capitol of the depths of Hell's Pandemonium. There is a lot that Aishtar does not remember as her mind pushed it to the back of her subconscious, but if there was one thing she thought she was sure of, it was that she saw her sister die along with their traces of history and her being. This very tragedy was the one thing that led Aishtar into acceptance of becoming a demon, and after that she lived a constant nightmare of battling her old self with her new. Psyche so damaged the new Aishtar was becoming just another Azuria. Perhaps it is the way that she copes with the loss of her sister, through a split personality replicating her.
Lieutenant Wolfe: There was once a time in one of Aishtar's awakenings that she found herself in a bit of trouble. She had a rude awakening by few ruffians with bad intentions, and she would have to choose whether to harm a human or to remain passive against them. Luckily Wolfe was in the vicinity on his own agenda and the men took a beating they wouldn't soon forget. Lucky for the men because little did they know it was the better of the two outcomes.
Wolfe and Aishtar shared a few travels and as long as she traveled by his side, she never had to forcibly take blood from anyone when he was giving her blood of his own. He always had it for her in donated plastic pouches of blood. However, something about his blood was so unique in taste that several times she had to hold back the urge to assault him. It had her so beholden that she often felt sedated in such a way that she felt physically vulnerable and attached to him.
Although she would indeed be attached due to an instance of a time when Wolfe almost lost his life that she gave him her own blood in return and turned him into her first chevalier. From that day forward he would live a life forever feeling the need to look after her well being and yield his neck to drink as she pleased, but missions from time to time took him elsewhere for long periods of time. Albeit, Wolfe always had a way of tracking down her whereabouts.
Chrono: Aishtar's life partner and chevalier. A chevalier bound not by blood, but by love. Aishtar first met Chrono in a desert temple of yet another awakening from centuries of sleep. He followed the trail of red roses that always took bloom in her awakenings. He followed them to the temple's core where he found her encased in a silk woven sack. He was but a child in her eyes; for that is what he appeared to be, but he was in all actuality a demon in a simplistic form. Only with bursts of great power and prowess did his true man form manifest.
The two of them dealt with many hardships and shared many a victory. They looked after one another and never left each others side. Where Aishtar was, Chrono could be found, but a strange twist of fate linked their paths. Chrono's brother found Aishtar's sister and used it to his advantage as he as sure that the two of them would follow; and follow they did. Trails of chaos and destruction led the way through everywhere Chrono's brother and Azuria passed until the final encounter in Hell's capital Pandemonium where the ends had to meet.
There is so much that Aishtar cannot remember as to what took place, but when she awoke from her next period of rest, she was seemingly the only one that survived the battle. She then felt truly alone and without a purpose. Chrono had promised that he would be there when she woke up, but it was quite apparent that he wasn't. She did not know where she was, or who she was... or maybe it was what. All she knew was that she now had a jade wrist trinket with a twinkling devil's eye that she somehow came into possession of... Which she would soon find out would take possession of her.
Dog: Ah, Dog. He was only a mutt that she and Chrono came across one night in an alleyway of a town they were passing through. The dog followed them long enough that they just decided to adopt him into their makeshift family. Aishtar never had the intention of taking him in, but who would have though that even naming something as autonomous as "Dog" would create an attachment?
Dog almost lost his life while joining a fight that Aishtar and Chrono were involved. Aishtar made the call to save him the only way she knew how to save anyone. She gave him her blood and so Dog was born again a Chiropteran canine, but even being turned into a pet chevalier has its limits. In an encounter with Azuria, she purged his flesh with her sword covered in her own blood and its contact caused Dog's body to crystallize.
Aishtar could only watch as his crystallized corpse was kicked from a tower window above her; his body shattering into countless jeweled fragments as it hit the ground below in front of her. Heartbroken she desperately scrambled to gather pieces of him while after another lost battle, Azuria made for a helicopter retreat. Out of the collected remnants, she kept one good sized piece of his crystallized blood and had it forged into a piece of jewelry to keep him with her forever close to her heart.
Cain: In her awakening after Pandemonium, Aishtar woke in a daze from a nightmare in Hell that felt all too real. Enshrouded in red mist she peered from her cocoon to see a man who could not see her. He was indeed blind, but by no means did this mean that he was defenseless. In the Land of Sorrow, this man ruled the power of shadows. The two of them had a rough encounter, but it almost was not under Aishtar's control. For the first time she witnessed the Devil Hand's power take her over and turn her into something and someone else.
Cain was able to subdue her in a satisfactory battle that suppressed her blood lust for the time being, but in that moment she knew that she had become a monster. She could only ask herself what happened in Pandemonium before she had her last long sleep? At that point Cain saw that Aishtar might be able to be reasoned with since she had been taken out of her berserk state. He knew that the land around them could force the worst characteristics out of anyone with its enchantments; It's forests were breathtaking and makes you not want to leave, causing you to take comfort and refuge in its beauty, but it is also dangerous.
Monsters lurk the shadows and the negative aura forces one to think about their fears and resurface painful memories. Aishtar found herself caught up in its power and decided it was rather becoming as she had memories much too fresh to immediately recover. She felt she had lost everyone that was part of her and made her up to me who she was. Aishtar traveled far off into this land into the snow peak salt flats. Beasts learned to shy away from her and shades revered and followed her. She came across a temple high in the mountains where she bewitched the monastic people and took over, Basking in her bitterness and sorrows she sunk into the deep shadows of her Hell.
Seth the Damned: Probably the one person that could get the hairs on the back of her neck standing. Every step this man took creatures cried out for mercy as insanity and anguish took them over causing their bodies to contort and implode. Wherever he goes the stench of death follows and the land is veiled in darkness. He is a fallen angel who has come for her head, but he takes far too much pleasure in getting into her head. Filling her mind with tales of torturing her sister who he claimed was still alive; dangling hope above her from the idea of him taking her to see Azuria, only to tell her that he would reunite in death.
As important as it is to him to kill her, he is befallen to her features beneath her masking and cannot bring himself to take his lamb to slaughter even though he is significantly more powerful than she. However, he is still the one that now enters her world repeatedly like a reoccurring nightmare, whether she is awake or asleep.