Zizel Jeanne-Pierre

### Alias (if alter ego exists)

YHVH, JHVH, The One True God, Elohim. Although for now, she just prefers to be called Ziz.

## Biographical Information

### Age

Host: 20
Demon: Dawn of Creation

## Physical Information

### Primordial Demon

One of the most powerful beings to ever exist, YHVH’s worship has spanned far and wide, is God for all Abrahamic religions. Religions which, in this age, hold the most number of followers. Because of this, he continues to enjoy a seat of absolute power where he can spectate the struggle of humanity and the cosmic squabbles of demons.

### Gender

Genderfluid (currently more feminine, She/Her pronouns)

# About

## Personality

Jealous and proud of it; a petty, unjust, unforgiving control-freak; a vindictive, bloodthirsty ethnic cleanser; a misogynistic, homophobic, racist, infanticidal, genocidal, filicidal, pestilential, megalomaniacal, sadomasochistic, capriciously malevolent bully. This offshoot of YHVH’s ego has not lost his original tendencies of being quite an unpleasant individual. It is only thanks to the kind-hearted host, whom he had merged personalities with, that he has mellowed out in many aspects and gained enough self-control. A divine being, finally having human experiences, gave this new persona a different perspective on humanity as a whole.

At this point in time, she is quite unsure of who she actually is. Ziz’s whimsical morality is based purely on what she feels at the moment. A hypocrite who contradicts herself at every turn, saving someone in one and annihilating those who displeases her at another. Due to her having memories from God himself, she has become quite bored with the world, as she already knows so much about it. Although unlike him, she can’t see the future, meaning that the uncertain fate that awaits her is the only thing keeping her stimulated.

## Backstory

**“Mankind is weak. Without guidance, you would all walk astray. None of you are equipped to follow your own paths. Even now, you consort with wicked demons and pagan spirits, tainting this already broken world further. In mankind’s hubris, so many have lost the chance for redemption.”**

I am Zizel. Former Exorcist of the Church, I was trained by my family in France. I considered myself highly talented, being valued as a high-standing member.

Corruption ran rampant in my branch of the organization, however. I made enemies along my path to success, earning the envy of my colleagues. Though I paid it no mind, that was my mistake, as I eventually found myself framed for the crime of murder. My seniors had some of the new recruits dismembered and planted within my room.

**“You test the Almighty. The strength of the Heavens is not for humans to wield, you are in no place to demand it.”**

I was imprisoned. Without a trial, I was immediately sentenced to death the next day. Though I professed my innocence, nothing I could do was able to change their minds. In their eyes, I had committed atrocities far beyond any hope of redemption.

In the end, it wasn’t demons that caused my end, but the fragile hearts of humans. My death came not from a meaningful place of divine judgement, nor an honourable sacrifice. Merely a political manoeuvre to take out the competition.

**“You still defend them, even when your death was caused by the hands of those you entrusted your entire life to?”**

Burning at the stake, my only thoughts were of my mistakes. I felt no hatred for those who brought me my downfall, only regret that I didn’t notice their treachery sooner. Perhaps then, those recruits wouldn’t have been murdered for something so pointless.

**“Misjudgement? You are to surrender yourself to me and nothing more. A woman is in no place to lecture anyone, much less her Creator. Humanity as a whole has become a lost cause; an experiment corrupted by sin. Only when I cleanse this Earth in fire shall I meet out the worthy among you.”**

Maybe the stars were aligned that day, or perhaps it was the sacrifice upon a Holy Ground consecrated by powerful occult forces. In any case, my death doubled as a sacrifice in a ritual for demonic summoning. Yet what my blood called out to was no ordinary demon, but let me bear witness to the Lord himself.

**“Perhaps there may be sense in your words. What you consider to be compassion borders upon naivety. I will grant you this wish...but bear in mind that this will not give you the conclusion you seek. The futility of your request will be displayed in full. You will gain a part of me and possess it always until your mortal vessel expires.”**

I rose from the ashes three days later, unburnt and unbroken. A foreign vitality coursed through me. But I was not me anymore. Something else had joined my form. A different ego, with different memories- Several millennia worth of memories and knowledge. I wasn’t me anymore. Zizel had truly died then, this was a rebirth. I became a new person, hosting the power of the heavens within me.
What came next was only fitting.

I burned down the entire Church in black flames, roasting alive those who dealt such injustice to Zizel. It could only be described as divine judgement, one they deserved. I had stopped seeing lives and something that mattered; there was only the guilty and the innocent, the clean and the unclean, the believers and the heathens.

Zizel had become Him and He and become Zizel.

My purpose? I’m just following off my memories. I knew I was part of something greater and I had something I had to accomplish. Accomplish what? I wasn’t sure of myself.

I’d probably find the answer along the way. For now, there was much of this world left to explore. The answer was going to come sooner or later. Was I to be a saviour or a destroyer? Only time will tell I suppose.

## Equipment/Resources

Lives in a small apartment within the city of Mournstead. Earns a decent salary from working as a waitress in Sinclair’s Cafe. Relatively new member to the Sons of Solomon, so she holds no particular sway at the moment.

### The Spear of Destiny

The legendary Lance of Longinus which pierced the side of Jesus during his crucifixion. Having been imported from Vienna, this spear resided within her Church for safekeeping after the demonic incursion. In the hands of Ziz, her divine nature awakened the accumulated magical enchantments woven into the spear. It is classified as a decently powerful magical item. It has 20kN durability. When used against shields or armours the damage becomes x2. The spear, if lost, will always return to her side and be stored within her as a spiritual construct. If broken, the spear takes 3 turns to reform.

# Powers

## Physical Parameters

 Sprinting Speed
 Lifting Strength
 Grip Strength
 Punching Strength
 Punching Speed
 Kicking Strength
 Kicking Speed
 Human Durability

## Ability

### Visage of Israfel

Essentially Ziz’s ‘true form’ that fully realizes her divine nature. Every demon of Abrahamic origins will recognize a presence similar to that of YHVH’s. Lasts for 10 turns, with the cooldown equal to half the amount of time used. In this form, she gains a number of benefits;

* Ziz gains three pairs of wings which extend out of her back, being energy-like in nature rather than physical. These wings allow her to fly at speeds equal to her jogging and sprinting speeds respectively. Each wing has a durability of 10kN and will reduce her flight speeds by 10% with each one destroyed. Destroyed wings reform after 4 turns.
* Ziz gains three swords which float within her vicinity, each being 15kN in durability and possessing cutting strengths equal to her punching strength and swing speeds equal to her punching speed. These blades are telekinetically controlled, although they can be autonomous if she lets them. They cannot leave her close vicinity of 2m. If one is destroyed, the others will lose -5kN of durability. It takes 3 turns to reform a shattered blade.
* A luminescent halo appears above her head alongside a change of clothes. Nothing really special about them. Her voice is audibly loud enough to encompass an area, although she may control this.

### Annihilation

Ziz’s golden/blackened flames, these flames burn those she deems ‘wicked’ in her eyes. A tool of complete destruction, they burn at a maximum temperature of 1000 degrees Celsius, catching anything flammable on fire. When initially channelled as a blast from her form or through a weapon she holds, they will deal 10kN of damage and explode in a 3m wide area. Fire blasts have a manipulation speed of 50m/s and a rate of fire of 2 per turn. Max range of 75m. Ziz is completely unaffected by her own flames and may choose objects which become exceptions to the effects.

### Aspect of the Divine

Ziz’s body is naturally more durable than a human, giving her a natural armour of 20kN throughout her whole body. If this armour is damaged, she naturally recovers at a rate of 5kN a turn.