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Main protagonist of Beyond The Fogbound Unknowing

Zelutjoskhriva Mnelothuszria Etraklodinus Kirsevothazund is a 147-year-old intimidating and efficient Nephilim beast-slayer that silently roams the land. He��s often referred to as The Roaming Consumption because he eats the organs of his freshly deceased targets and drinks their blood. He has a very careful eye, ensuring that his movements aren’t being followed or some other event that will greatly hinder him and his mission. He’s aware of his surroundings and the potential risks associated with his job, helping him to make worthwhile decisions and uphold survival. Zelutjoskhriva is a taciturn man, only speaking to others either through asking questions, remarks, warnings, or simply responding to their inquiries. His impenetrable silence usually makes him a good listener, and is often viewed as a trustworthy and reliable member of Venator’s Wardrobe because of that. However, that’s only when he’s not in deep contemplation or distracted with other more important matters. Despite that, his excellent listening skills can help him to thoroughly understand a situation or a person’s circumstances. With this, he can utilise his emotional intelligence and wisdom to make connections and/or resolve a problem through conversation. He has a decent photographic memory, which is very helpful during investigations on sudden Æylphitus attacks.

He shows a strong desire to keep his community, friends, coworkers, family (his daughter to be more specific), and those who he views as vulnerable safe from injury or damage. He has very high respect for women and the matriarchy, and believes that chauvinism is a plague on both sexes. Zelutjoskhriva is very compliant with the orders and certain requests he’s given and expected to perform. He has astonishing resource management skills, helping him to be prepared and well-organised before performing his duties. He can be somewhat snarky towards those he can care less about, making him come off as a rudely critical person. He’s stoic and down-to-earth, being able to endure hardship without showing a hint of how he feels and having a firm grip on reality. However, his palpable stoicism can make him feel uncomfortably ruthless and unbending. During his darkest hours, he feels like nothing but a mere shadow in the presence of others. He questions why he was born and if he should continue moving on with his life. He secretly feels useless and left behind by his peers and coworkers, yearning to be properly recognised beyond first impressions. He tends to feel guilt-ridden and hopeless, becoming less motivated to move on. He can also get fairly irritable and intolerable with other people, which often leads to aggressive threats and angry outbursts. He doesn’t have the greatest self-esteem, which often leads him to being extremely critical of himself and downplaying his positive qualities.

He is one of the shorter known Nephilim to ever grace the multiverse, appearing to be approximately 7’ 8” (233.68 cm). Zelutjoskhriva has a milky white complexion, rough skin, and noticeably muscular, mesomorphic build, possessing a powerful frame and broad shoulders. He has a large, distinguishable birthmark that’s a lovely shade of purple tanzanite. It partially covers the right side of his face and a small portion of his upper neck. He has a medium-sized, pointed tongue and angelic saliva glands that can burn naturally sinful things. Like all Nephilim, he has feathery patches of wisteria, fountain blue, yellow-orange, and red-violet adorning his form, which can be seen on his back, chest, crotch, and outer thighs. His coarse hands possess razor-sharp claws and he has bone-crushing, carnivorous teeth. His left eye is a pink lavender with a poppy red iris with a saffron dot in the middle, while his right eye is cloudy shadow green. Zelutjoskhriva has long, curly hair that reaches slightly over the middle of his back and is a greying Indian khaki to petite orchid, but it’s often braided or up in a ponytail. His secret bodily weakness or physical Achilles’ heel is the radius bone, which is part of the skeletal system.

He’s often seen wearing his iconic wide-brimmed traveller’s hat, one that is the hue of black onyx. His long, glossy black cloak has a high, pointed collar as well as the metallic green and violet sheen of a Eurasian magpie. He usually covers his entire being (except his head) with this darkened cloak, which helps him to conceal any weapons and keep a low profile. In order to hide his partial blindness and most of his birthmark, he wears a theatrical mask of polished brass, one that has an eerily blank, neutral expression. Whenever he pulls back his cloak, it’s revealed that he wears a fancy waistcoat of wisteria blooms with a golden lapel chain. His waistcoat is worn over an alabaster dress shirt and a silky, striped necktie of powder blue, royal yellow, and mantis green. Zelutjoskhriva also wears a lavish pair of formal cinereous trousers with vertical, platinum grey stripes. He possesses a nazar amulet that a friend gave him, two bandoliers that form an X-shape, and a handgun holster, which is attached to his belt. He also wears a kyanite thumb ring on his left hand, a rose quartz solitaire on his right index finger, and an ametrine signet on his left middle finger.

He’s commonly seen carrying a large cross of rosewood with a shoulder strap and two nailed corpses on each side, one is feminine and the other is masculine. These humanoid corpses are cut in half and have a clear, marbled stone in the middle of their chests, which are white (female) and black (male) respectively. These stones hold the spiritual psyche of Thuszemona and Uyrszamen, two Gorclatenius who act as his servants. He carries a few items on his person, which consists of a golden pocket watch, a pack of minty cigars, a glaive, and two firearms. His first weapon of choice is a cursed, two-handed glaive that has a curved, single-edged tapering blade and a 7 ft (213.36 cm) handle. His second is a selective fire, muzzle-loaded submachine long gun with a sling, appearing to be a unique hybrid between a long rifle, flintlock musket, and the PPSh-41, but it has a sling. This particular weapon is half his height and is used to deal heavy damage on his enemies from a distance. The last weapon he wields is a semi-automatic pistol equipped with a silencer and it’s partially modelled after the Desert Eagle. The submachine long gun is called the Dicentra Sulphur WJ6Z4-239057, while the pistol is named the Bleach-Skinned Camelopardalis. Lastly, he has a satchel that he uses to hold onto small souvenirs, a couple of novels, 3 or 4 coals, and a fire-resistant white glove.

Zelutjoskhriva is capable of manipulating his own organic mass, but can only use it to either partially or fully heal his injuries. He can generate force fields that help to prevent incoming attacks, but chooses to use it and the aforementioned ability 2-4 times every second day. This is because it drains a decent chunk of his life energy and he has difficulties controlling his absorption ability. On that note, he can consume the memories, emotions, and life energy of other living creatures. However, as already mentioned, he has trouble utilising absorption because it can overwhelm his senses and leave him paralysed for half a week in some coma-like, epileptic state. His biological senses are significantly more heightened than the average human. His stamina helps him to perform certain physically taxing activities and actions for days on end without worrying about immediate exhaustion. Due to his extraordinary strength, he can lift and even move hundreds of billions of pounds and strike with the force of a hydrogen bomb. He possesses intuition, pattern-solving, information storage and retrieval, logical and philosophical structuring, wisdom, and comprehension that’s beyond the human ability to understand. Zelutjoskhriva is also capable of speaking, writing, and understanding any language he has never heard before. Interestingly enough, his blind eye can detect the auras of other people, sensing their emotions and moral alignment on a visual level. He possesses biokinesis and sancti-pyrokinesis, and he can purify people by touching their lips with hot coal. He uses Thuszemona and Uyrszamen to obtain oracles that are etched into the fabric of the multiverse. He uses their chest stones to perform cleromancy, which is a form of divination by casting lots.

FAMILY:

Unnamed seraph father

Unnamed human mother

Velduzhonta Shilaborczunte Dolcatrephius Eysifhalondur (twin brother)

Oyrtegunda D’Clathervoxius-Piestrocuna (ex-lover)

Gordaplebithus Lutebjorga D’Clathervoxius-Piestrocuna (daughter)

ALIASES/NICKNAMES:

Z. (self-proclaimed and by most people)

Zelutjo (by most people)

Mnelothius (by a few people)

Etradinus (by a few people)

The Roaming Consumption

Master Zelutjoskhriva (by Thuszemona and Uyrszamen)

Liberator of Our Antediluvian Imprisonment (by Thuszemona and Uyrszamen)

Disgusting rapist (by Bertaholdius)

Maiden-defiler (by Bertaholdius)

Loathsome Beast (by Oyrtegunda)

Papa (by Gordaplebithus)

Sir Mnelothuszria (by Ghodeluva)

Meine Zuckerschnute (“my sugar mouth” in German) (by Rapinozhel)

Padhaku (“studious” in Hindi) (by Muneholaski)

Kirsevotha (by Thanecrodius)

Zelutjochen (by Eckaghurd)

Chalciope (“bronze-face” in Greek) (by Beljzraphontius)

Zelutjo-san (by Kinashuro, Shuktandoje, and Ibrakudoje)

Zelutjo-kun (by Tamnojushi)

The Man Cloaked In A False Silhouette (by Oynamezuri)

The Oxen Mystery (by Eynuthoka)

Cicada of Quietude (by Tilahopenus)

Rough Thistle Skin (by Eyrishokugal)

Ástvinur (“love friend” in Norse) (by Svanotrude)

Mneszalutjo (by Kehaszomund)

Etraklobus (by Kehaszomund)

Herr Etraklodinus (“mister” in German) (by Dulfatroschen)

Taliavio (“tallow brain” in Finnish) (by Frejavuld)

Our most trusted man (by the D’Sturgheno-Aktnopergius family)

Mister Kirsevothazund (by Ozehamindus)

Kirsevoba (by Borgahulde)

Gluttonous prick (by Grimaweldus)

The Foul Man Who Opposes His Brethren

Enigmatic Stampede

Betrayer of Seraphic Kindred

FUN FACTS/EXTRA INFORMATION:

He’s heterosexual

His birthday is May 18th (Taurus)

As an Æylphitus, the different parts of his name have special meanings: Zelutjoskhriva means “distress at a solar eclipse or darkness by midday”, Mnelothuszria means “heaven’s face”, Etraklodinus means “easterly surger”, and Kirsevothazund means “having meager”.

He likes open country, the taste of aged wine, the smell of a new book (bibliosmia), twilight, long forgotten castles, mountainous regions, sage lemon and balm rose-hip tea, amulets that ward off the evil eye, animal trails, and the sounds of cicadas during a hot summer.

He secretly likes autumn the most due to its romantic vibes as well as the crisp and refreshing air.

He dislikes male catkins, blazing hot deserts, vandalism, trespassing, hibiscus and Earl Grey tea, espresso, crunchy leaves, random obnoxious sounds at night, comedy and bad erotica novels, and the smell of burning gasoline.

The reason why he doesn't like espresso is that he tried to drink it out of curiosity, but the taste was too much for his liking. Then the caffeine kicked in and he didn't like the side effects of drinking it, which made him stay awake for an entire day and his anxiety was through the roof. Anyways, he doesn't dare to even take another sip of a cup of coffee after that horrible experience.

He hates obnoxious noises that come from loud and annoying people the most

He doesn’t like extremely hot weather because it makes his skin itchy, especially on his birthmark. So, he likes to stay inside for the most part if it's too hot outside.

His hobbies consist of darts, sudoku, reading novels, writing musical lyrics, and playing the harpsichord. He also likes to collect ties, candles, sheet music, and vintage wine.

He specifically likes to collect wine-scented candles

His favourite animals are the bald-faced hornet, sixgill hagfish, golden jackal, and king vulture.

His favourite flowers are the tulip, wisteria blossoms, Hydrangea aspera, and Jury’s Yellow camellia.

His favourite comfort foods are creamy chicken pesto pasta, coconut curry salmon, vegan shepherd’s pie, strawberry crunch poke cake, and triple-chocolate trifle.

He doesn’t have a favourite colour

His biggest pet peeves are people who are trying to talk to him while he’s reading, sharing unwanted personal details with strangers, not washing hands after using the restroom, arrogance in general, loudly slurping drinks, and stomach-churning smells.

He tried to write his own book once, but he scrapped it because it started to get on his nerves and it was difficult to think of something that’s creatively interesting.

He has a mug with words written on it that says "I'm so fucking tired."

He doesn’t like to talk about his personal life

He secretly needs the approval of other people

Zelutjoskhriva is a very delicate eater and doesn’t like to eat in front of people.

He usually gulps down his drink

He whistles a lot

It’s quite difficult to make him laugh

He flicks people in the forehead when he gets annoyed

Zelutjoskhriva’s guilty pleasure is taking bubble baths with scented candles and drinking multiple shots of whisky on every second weekend.

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proxis-shattered-expectations · 7 months

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You know in history during in a specific time period and even today where people will either heavily romanticize or demonize a prominent figure in history to fit into their narrative? usually in the way of demonizing they were given cruel nicknames like Mary i of England was named ‘Bloody Mary’ and Elizabeth Bathory was called the ‘Blood Countess’ or even in fiction when Jaime Lannister is dubbed the ‘Kingslayer’ despite saving millions of lives by killing the mad king. This is done often to the point that the person’s real name and role in history is forgotten or ignored and is only remembered by the insulting names forced on them.

I can totally see this with the Horsemen’s human, either after the false apocalypse when rebuilding Earth and even a good hundred years afterwards when they’re gone and their identity and role in history scrutinized or cherry picked by demonizing or romanizing them.

How would the Horsemen react to their friend’s (whether their still alive and just living their life or long gone) story being romanized or given a cruel and demeaning nickname?

Ooooooo, a great concept and possibility to consider, especially if those were the humans that were ressurected from Death. Having no direct experience of what it is like surviving the apocalypse, nor an understanding of heaven or hell, guaranteed hearing about a fellow human that has lived through and helped the horsemen is object to scrutiny. Directly after the end war if said human is still alive and helping pick up the pieces, at first some humans will be grateful and some a mixture of doubt. Some may feel that said human prioritizes otherworldly beings over humanity, to which these doubts could be dashed if the human went about it the right way and addressed everything that happened. Honesty plays an important role in building a trust, but more so action is what shows the intention, because like it or not, one of the only humans to live through the war and help the horsemen comes with attention and judgement.

What also can influence the reputation left behind is building a rapport with the humans that are more open to the horsemen and to hearing about the truth, those that have hope in a future, and understand things in the universe are not black/white. With that there will be those that have lost everything, and are not so welcoming to the beings that took part in the destruction of Earth. Those that will find fault in every part of the explanation, reasons to doubt and be defensive. The next step if that human wishes to move on is to accept that everyone won't want the truth, that to keep going forward despite that is part of being the human that aided. If the horsemen also follow the same tactic it could be favorable in the long run, and will 100% help in those efforts.

As for if the human were to pass, if the previous steps were followed they would more likely be romanticized then demonized. The horsemen would have a mixture of reactions, Strife finding it hilarious and Fury laughing at the incredulous stories humans made up about their friend. "The savior of Humanity" they would be called, and honestly while it is not entirely true, the horsemen would leave it be as they can live knowing how they were truly like. The result would be similar for the opposing result....but with conflicting ways it was dealt with.

In the beginning the story was more accurate, but with the human passing, over time those that did not like the horsemen twisted the story, and with every generation a new version would be rumored about, fading from truth, to myth to legend. The horsemen would be above the dealings of man at this point since their friend was the main reason they stuck around Earth....but they wouldn't exactly be pleased with the slander towards their memory. Strife would be a little bitter, and a little devastated at how his friend was remembered. He knows of course that humans are fickle and simple minded for some, so he doesn't exactly hate all of them for it...but he is bothered by it and more likely to voice it. If a human were to ask about it, he would wistfully mention how he knew them. Not as the stories now stated, but as the human he had come to call friend. Cue funny and happy stories of the time he spent with his friend.

Similar with Fury, but she is way more bitter. She is quick to demean just how ignorant some humans were, and if any human were stupid enough to say it in her vicinity they will receive a harsh tongue lashing laced with threats. No being in her eyes has any right to demonize the only human she had come to respect, one that she would never admit, but missed their weird human humor and spunk. She is upset that the humans she helped spawned these new ones that refused to tell truthfully, and she is frustrated.

War and Death are a different story. They are the more likely of the two to understand what that is like. War's whole journey being framed and demonized for the end war knew what it was like to be scrutinized, so he would understand the ignorance of the newer humans, but he is angry that they would do so upon the memory of his friend. To slander their story and lie so blantantly when they are not around to defend their name, he finds it dishonorable. Definitely do not recommend being that stupid human that insults them in his presence....he will take action.

Death has been through this, and knows it all too well. The stories told about him are worse, kinslayer, executioner, and traitor is associated with him many times, he is used to it. He accepts that as his burden to carry....but for the human that was nothing like the monster he felt himself to be, it was wrong. He is mournful hearing the human being referred to as the "Betrayer of Humanity.". Angry is an understatement, but it is masked with a sadness. For a moment he wonders if it was truly worth bringing humans back. Mind you he did it for War and balance, but for them to take for granted his sacrifice and stomp on the truth left him feeling distasteful. But he knows the human friend would not have wanted that, so he doesn't take any action or effort to convince them otherwise. If they wish to live in ignorance so be it, but at least he and his brothers know the truth.

Thank you for the ask!!

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