When you look into the abyss

The Abyss looks into you.

God of Maddness

God/Devil-Emperor-Unknown

 “ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔭𝔦𝔯𝔦𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔫𝔢𝔤𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔰.
𝔄𝔫𝔡 𝔯𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔩𝔶 𝔰𝔬, 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔰 𝔱𝔬 𝔟𝔢
𝔇𝔢𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔳𝔢𝔰 𝔱𝔬 𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔥 𝔴𝔯𝔢𝔱𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔡𝔩𝔶;
'𝔗𝔴𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔟𝔢𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔴𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 𝔟𝔢𝔤𝔦𝔫.
𝔗𝔥𝔲𝔰 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔪𝔰, 𝔰𝔦𝔫,
𝔇𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫, 𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔩 𝔯𝔢𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔢𝔫𝔱—
𝔗𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔪𝔶 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔯 𝔢𝔩𝔢𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱.”

― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Alliases- Loki. Mictlantecuhtli, Ra

Pantheon- Gehenna 

Species: Demon God

Personify-Madness

Equipment- Contracts, Masks and mirrors

Consorts: Sycorax, Johann Faust (formerly)

Parents: God (Father) Ayin (Mother)

Siblings:  Satan, Abaddon, Titivillus, Ziminiar, Corson, Gaap, Amaymon and ????? 

Offspring: Caliban, Lamia, Bathsheba and Beatrice

Occupation: Imperius of Gehenna

Alignment:The Imperium

𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂- He is full of mystery, one who does not stay in one place. His expression always hidden behind a mask. One thing to know he tends to show his emotion by the ever changing mask: one that is full of comedy and the other filled with tragedy. There are many other masks he has but most of the time anyone who sees it would be the last thing they see.  Only certain individuals would witness the ever changing personalities of one who is mad.

𝓦𝓮𝓪𝓹𝓸𝓷𝓼 — The Frigid Flame is a trident made from fire and brimstone. It is hidden within a pocket dimension where he keeps safe unless he calls upon it.

𝔓𝔬𝔴𝔢𝔯𝔰 & 𝔄𝔟𝔦𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔢𝔰 — Mephistopheles is a being that survived Khaos embrace. Tales of those who enter Khaos never return, but he and his brothers did which may have caused them to scale up to omnipotents.  He can bend reality to his will, summoning aspects of himself to other realms to traverse and settle in just to witness the end of any universe he visits.  He can make pocket dimensions where he can traverse, stash away or even cast anyone into them just for fun or perhaps even spite. He once cast Gabriel into a dimension full of  dragons where he can laugh and dance as the Archangel tried to survive with nothing more than a toothpick.

He could reach out to the stars and gather them all together making a dress out of them using the a dying milky way as his fabric.  He could create life with sheer thought such as the birth of  Bathsheba and Beatrice. He could make the universe go mad by his sheer laughter, illusions and pain. Those who gaze his true face would become empty husks of themselves. But one thing he specializes in; The Art of a deal.

He once made a deal with God, offering All universes to him on a silver platter. The terms are simple: When God looks away, closing his eyes, or even blinks; The Imperium will enter one part of any Universe to spread their will to that universe until there is nothing left.  Though he hesitated, God made one request:  “If you and your kin do enter that universe, send forth a messenger to warn them of your tide. Let them face you on their terms, and if possible let them live  if they beat you on your terms …and  show that they are worthy in your eyes.”  A game Mephistopheles thought, a game of survival.  A chance for the universe to survive and for the Imperium to have fun.

Now how could I let a chance like this go by? The deal was made and so my Kin and I prepare choosing harbingers to play the role of messengers, to be used as our piece to determine if the universe is worthy of surviving our game.  If they fail…then the universe itself…will cease to exist. Then God would have no choice but to make another universe to fill while keeping us at bay…a never ending cycle of life and death.

𝔄𝔭𝔭𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢-  the eyes of men cannot comprehend the visage of such a being. But the mind tries to adapt to what they witness; for what most see is but a person always seem to be wearing red whether it be motley or that of an imperial. But one thing is certain; he never shows his face. For it is always covered with a mask, the mask itself seems to represent his mood but most times it is the masks of Comedy and Tragedy. Though whether they are his true feeling, no one can really tell.  Some say that that was only part of him, others claim that his whole body is space itself and as they try and face him you could hear entire universes laughing out of pure hysteria.

Human Form

Though it is rare, Mephistopheles would take the form that suits him to interact with others. He prefers to wear a mask since it would be much simpler than making expressions. But when he doesn’t have mask he wears clown make up to always make him seem like he is smiling. something that is more instinct than choice. Which is why he wears clothes that make him look more mysterious like a jester outfit, a dress or even a cloak. As for his face… pale with short dark hair, eyes light purple and can be seen with lipstick, eyeliner and eyeshadow.

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ℭ𝔞𝔭𝔦𝔱𝔞 𝔐𝔞𝔩𝔦
Chapter 1. Mater Orci
Chapter 2. Monarchia Inferni
Chapter 3. Imperator Gehennae
Chapter 4. Bellum in Terra Sicut Est In Inferno

Chapter 5. Deorum Falsorum

Chapter 6. Testis

Chapter 7. : When times were simpler

Chapter 8: Golden Silence

Chapter 9: Meeting with Elders

Helldex- An Index used to find out about the demons and those who worship the Imperium. Take heed and read it carefully for it may one day save your skin, if possible you should add your own findings as well. Hell is growing, and the Imperium ever nearer...best help when you can.

Factions

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Low Class

Mid Class

High Class

Legendary

Mythic

NPCs

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