Name: Sabium Flos, "The Flower of Death"
Title: Frontline Captain
Age: About 75
Gender: Male
Allegiance: Heaven
Race: Fallen Angel
Height: 7ft

Personality: The decades of war have worn down Flos. Entering as someone wanting to end the fires of war, now stuck in a never-ending cycle of death and killing. The war has made him stoic, narrow minded, calm, and sometimes arrogant in his speech. His fights against his enemies has become routine to him, and while he clamours for a challenge to change the monotony of the war, he is fine dealing with wave after wave of enemies in order to at least maintain the status quo. His deep voice continuously portrays that of tiredness and grit, with a hint of determination. He has become tired, and sometimes feels disillusioned by the Imperator's orders and motives.

History: Flos entered the war after a disastrous operation that captured his sworn brother, hoping to breach the gates of hell and rescue him from what he imagined to be a never ending nightmare. He immediately took to the frontlines, demanding he take part in the charges that would possibly bring him closer and closer to his end goal.

Over the years the constant cycle of death and a fluctuating frontline has taught the angel that there is a possibility that he may never be reunited with whom he previously held dear. Demanding that he try to sneak into Hell itself, it was rejected instantly due to the potential dangers another prisoner could do to the Angels of Heaven. Ignoring the demand to maintain a defence, Flos instead took to the field and placed himself deep behind enemy lines, where he fought for several days against the race he hated, and the machines who though themselves higher than what they were. Flos continued fighting for what felt like several months, not stopping, still killing, and infusing the lessons and equipment he got into his own arsenal.

The fighting came to a conclusion when the frontline finally arrived to Flos' location, though the angel they saw was very different to who they previously saw. The bloodlust and the continuous combat spread doubt into the relative young angels mind, and thus started feeling alienated from those who he previous considered masters at their craft. His wings turned black, and the fusion of everything he learned and gained made him a black sheep of the pack.

Despite this, the fight he put on gained him a nickname that spread throughout the field, the Flower of Death, and those who encounter the fallen angel will likely seek death.

Powers: Slash - The power requires Final Gaze. It allows the angel to send out a wave that would cut through enemies, providing that they are caught in the deadly but narrow effect. Unfortunately it requires a noticeable buildup that brightens up Final Gaze before firing. The longer the buildup, the more damage the slash causes.

Shockwave - Like the slash, a power that Flos requires Final Gaze for. It involves a shockwave being emitted from the blade and requires such a buildup. The wave can blast enemies away from the source, and depending on it's charge up can cause significant damage to foes.

Shield - Developed from his experience fighting the Machina during his slaughter. The combination of lower technology and the power of the fallen angel. Raising his left arm activates the shield, which allows the angel to not actively focus on the ability, with the side effect feeling like he is carrying a heavy load.

Control - During the continuous fight Flos took part in, he learned how to control lesser thralls which would put a strain on his mind everytime he would use it, due to it's demonic origins. The power only effects weaker minded demons, and commonly leads to Flos getting exhausted.

Weapons: Final Gaze - A bastard-sword length angelic weapon that is used as his primary weapon against foes. While out of combat it is kept hidden, but when a one-on-one counter is inevitable, or should Flos need to utilise it against a horde of enemies, it will materialise. The white haze that leaks from the sword shows what side it is on, in contrast to the black haze that Flos reeks of.

The Sisters - A pair of miniature scythes on Flos' person. He normally wields one of the two since his dominant hand is focused on his primary weapon, but does wield the other when it comes to close quarters combat.

Equipment: Black Wings - Self explanatory.

Other: Combat theme