[@Lmpkio]
Made a new character to fit with my current headspace, tell me if I need to switch anything up.
EDIT: switched up the abilities to reflect their changes when Chernabog gets into it.
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[center][hider=Chernabog // Henry Tyke][color=662d91][h3]Chernabog[/h3]
[i]"Everyone likes clowns... right?"[/i][/color]
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[hider=Chernabog][img]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/b2/8f/e1/b28fe1b6ede86d7bdbd56566e370714a.jpg[/img][/hider]

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Full Name/Nicknames:
Has had many names throughout his lifetime, Chernabog is the best fit for this planet... though most just call him "Henry"

Gender:
Male... for now

Age: 
So very old, pointless to count anymore

Race:
Daemon, Grand

Faction:
Servant of... himself for now, Alien in GDF records

Personality:
What happens when a god has an existential crisis, Chernabog is a wreck of an eternal being. The eons of being summoned unto this plane of existence only to meet destruction, defeat, and blood have worn this great beast down and left behind a broken warrior who doesn't have the strength to fight for his place anymore. As it stands Chernabog is taking a "me millennium" on the physical plane, visiting a young spark of sentience in the sprawling nothingness of space.

"Tyke", as this vessel called itself, is a fairly lonesome spirit that tends to just sit in the background despite the stares of other mortals. He is allowing himself to live through a mortal lens, to experience life in a way he never has before and doesn't wholly understand... and probably never completely will. Ultimately what Chernabog wants is understanding, that ever present feeling humans are so enamored with... "Why am I here?", not something Gods usually concern themselves with... but here we are.

However it isn't all depression and fart sounds as Chernabog learns about human pleasures. "Henry Tyke", as his host was called in life, has had his soul completely scrubbed and integrated into Chernabog's being, giving him a fairly good idea of the human experience from one perspective and many of his mannerisms and interests have taken root in Chernabog. Giving him the air of a blasé nihilist, unconcerned with the mortality of man and more interested in seeking pleasure than establishing any legacy. As it stands Chernabog has little interest in fighting, only shifting forms to deter a kaiju from stomping around his "turf" as it were. However he isn't willing to risk getting banished over a patch of concrete and dirt so usually if a battle is going especially badly he will teleport away and find somewhere else to visit. He's yet to make any real connections with people, his emotions only now coming down to a level where he can pass as human to others, but once he does you can be sure that his fighting spirit will awaken as he becomes more and more invested in their continued existence. At the end of the day, he's learning how to be human.

History:
Chernabog and those like him were born in an immaterial realm made up the collective thoughts and emotions of all sentient life in the universe. It is a chaotic place where everything is in a constant state of flux, no laws governing its spaces. Chernabog and his kin weren't born as much as "Always Existed" once they woke up, a nasty affair as they all fought amongst themselves for identity. When the metaphorical dust settled Chernabog had a name [i]and[/i] a long list of titles, powerful things that set him above and beyond his kin. Armed with this and the growing allure of the material plane he began to whisper his secrets to mortal beings, feeding them information and power from across the veil. And so began Chernabog's vicious cycle of whispering to mortal creatures, seducing them with power and favor before they summoned his consciousness from his home and stuffed him into a vessel where he would then rampage across the planet and the next before eventually being fought back by the forces of "Good and Order".

It went on like that for untold eons, the same process over and over and over until eventually the seeds of doubt grew deep enough to latch onto his heart. With every banishment Chernabog began to question himself, his enthusiasm for the next summoning dying, the pleasure he got from the despair of the ones he crushed undeath him tasted less sweet, he began to question himself until now you find him here. A depressed husk of a being, blindly going about in the hopes of finding something... Anything to justify sentence anymore while stealing away in the body of a young man who got sacrificed in his name.

Chernabog's Abilities Without Effort:
Awakening- Chernabog's ability to switch between Henry and his physical form, Awakening is an act that is heralded by a massive column of flame before Chernabog himself walks out of the inferno. As he is, Chernabog stands at 35 meters.

Daemon Physiology- Chernabog has no vital areas to attack and thus the only way to beat him for good is to utterly pulverize his mortal shell into uselessness.

Infernal Strength- Like all of his powers, Chernabog's strength comes from his home realm and the rampant energies that fill it. His strength is much higher than his size would suggest but he'd be much weaker than larger Kaiju.

Tears of Bael- Jets of liquified chaos are shot out through Chernabog's eyes, much more painful than any flame or laser.

Lesser Rifts- Small rifts into Chernabog's home realm, releasing supernaturally charged stones, multicolored lightning, or pure thermal energies in small volleys.

Chernabog's Abilities With Effort:
Ascension- The skies darken and rumble as Chernabog crackles with energy. His face cracks and a mouth full of jagged fangs forms as a roar erupts from deep within Chernabog's chest. He grows in size and strength, hungry for battle.

Raze- Much like the Tears of Bael, this large jet of semi-liquid energy flies out of Chernobog's mouth in a concentrated beam.

[url=http://www.artworkz.de/wp-content/uploads/2016/06/img01.deviantart.net2638i2016159dcwarprift_by_kotnonekot-da5h7t8-74b8105880b8b641932ba2924fbf5f4a65da429d.jpg]Greater Rift[/url]- Much the same of the above spell, the only real difference is the size and cost. These rifts are massive holes in space, a tear in the veil between this world and the debris of his home dimension. A barrage of energized boulders, lightning, and flames are released on Chernabog's foes. However the cost in blood is immense, needing either a dead Kaiju or tens of thousands of human lives.

Teleportation- Short range with a large cooldown, the teleportation is less used as an evasive tool and more of a gap closer as each teleportation begins and ends with a large fiery explosion.

Other:
[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zS5fgvqsuD4]True Battle Theme[/url][/hider][/center]