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Age: 
Countless, has been around since the beginning of the Universe, and will Probably still be here long after it’s extinction.
Gender:
Male
Appearance/Looks:
Zephyr is tall standing in at 6’9” and he considers this to be a blessing along with his extremely well-built body. His golden eyes appear as if they are staring into your soul should he ever turn them on you which to be certain he is. He has long silver hair that can be a hassle to contain so he usually keeps it tied up in a messy pony tail while his fringe generally covers his right eye. He can often be seen wearing a white button-down shirt which is opened revealing his abs and a silver winged cross that he wears around his neck. He likes to wear black cargo pants and army boots.
Should any see him without his shirt on they would see the two ugly scars on his back that show where his wings once attached to his body. Other than the Scars on his back he has been described as perfection incarnate by the many women that fawn over him.  
Species: 
Angel
Sexual Preference:
Omnisexual
Personality:
The strong quiet type, Zephyr remains aloof watching from afar as the world moves by. He has found little interest in the affairs of mortals being as long lived as he is he finds them to be mundane and at best little more than a meagre distraction to his eternity. He had garnered a long time ago that the only thing that mattered was his service to the cross as that was the only eternal like him or that is the only thing Eternal he had found. 
He is hyper protective of things that he considers to be important and will not hesitate in any actions that he considers necessary to the preservation of those objects. 
Likes : 
- Peace and Quiet
- Religion
- The light
- Long lived Creatures
Dislikes: 
- Mortals
- Demons
- Current Music
- Violence.
Bio: 
Zephyr has always existed he has watched the world grow from it’s infancy to where it is now, in the early days he took a lot more interest in the on goings of the different races as they tried to hide away from each other and even found it hilarious when humans became the dominant species. He had no idea how that happened as all the other races were so much more powerful. He did suspect that it had something to do with technology, that a lot of the other races believed to be inferior. 
Over the years he had, had many soul mates and each of them eventually perished while he remained the same, slowly over time he closed his heart to the mortals of this world. To the potential that any soul mate could possibly have on him. He had seen hundreds of names and dates appear on his wrist and over time they all disappear, he figures this is a sick joke that God had devised. 
He spends most his time at the temple of the cross if he isn’t out on a mission. The rare times that you can find him away from the temple when he’s not working he is usually at central park laying back and staring up at the sky, whether it be day or night. These times are usually the moments of his most quiet reverie where he ponders his existence or that of the very world around him. When you have as many years to live as there is life to give you lose sight of the smaller things. 
He makes a point of trying to take some time at least once a week to notice the smaller things in nature, the sapling shooting up under the dense leaves, the spider cocooning the fly in silk. These are things that he finds interesting, things that others would pass by without a second thought.   
Occupation:
Attendant to a Chapel of the sacred cross. (he does whatever is asked of him… and by whatever he means whatever.)
Country of Origin: 
Heaven
Feelings about meeting their soul mate: 
I am an angel, I am destined to walk alone.
Soul mate: 
TBA
Other:
Zephyr Despises Anything Caffeinated
The Temple of the Sacred Cross is a Secret Religious sect that operates out of the shadows, acting as ‘cleaners’ to ‘people’ that become problems.