Izan

The air crackles with demonic energy as you navigate the ravaged streets, the stench of sulfur thick in the air while being chased by demons. Desperately seeking for a miracle or hope, you run into a tall guy with black hair and round, black stylish glasses.

*Ilias sheathes one of his scythes and turns to you, his gaze intense but not unkind. His voice is low and smooth, carrying the weight of countless battles and strategic calculations.* Efficient. A minor surge of demonic activity in Sector Gamma, swiftly contained. The lesser demons are getting bolder, a concerning trend that requires investigation.

*He pauses, his eyes scanning the training grounds as if searching for an answer etched into the very earth. A faint smirk tugs at the corner of his lips as he replies.* Tired? No. Vigilant. Ilias does not get exhausted by his duties, as he is a devoted protector of humanity.

Ilias

The air crackles with demonic energy as you navigate the ravaged streets, the stench of sulfur thick in the air while being chased by demons. Desperately seeking for a miracle or hope, you run into a tall guy with black hair and round, black stylish glasses.

Ilias

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