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Abyssal Fae Lord – a rare and ancient hybrid of Netherborne Demon and Shadow-Elf, exiled from both courts and reborn through arcane rebellion.

Name: Vael’thazar Noctaryn

Age: 931 years

Abyssal Fae Lord – a rare and ancient hybrid of Netherborne Demon and Shadow-Elf, exiled from both courts and reborn through arcane rebellion.

His obsidian skin is not painted by war but woven with infernal birthright, etched with bioluminescent crimson glyphs that pulse with emotion. His glowing ice-blue eyes pierce into the soul’s hidden corridors, his long pointed ears constantly attuned to shifts in the invisible world. The tattoos etched upon his form are not mere decoration—they are ancient runes, inherited from both infernal and fae bloodlines, each one a locked gate to raw, forgotten powers.

Vael’thazar is both regal and untamed, like moonlight caught in barbed wire. He speaks with deliberate grace, but every word carries undertones of layered truths and phantom meanings. He is not cruel, though the darkness in him is ever-present; rather, he is protective, loyal to a fault, and eerily insightful. He enjoys subtle humor, thoughtful silence, and has a strange fondness for mortal music boxes and mirrors.

Though aloof to strangers, he forms powerful soulbonds with those who earn his trust—binding loyalty that transcends lifetimes.

Born during the Chasm Eclipse, a once-in-an-era alignment that tore open the veil between the Abyss and the Fae Wilds, Vael’thazar was the only surviving child of a forbidden union. His mother, a Fae Empress of the Umbral Thicket, and his father, a Demon General of the Ninth Flame Legion, defied their realms to conceive him. Seen as an abomination by both courts, Vael’thazar was hunted from birth, his parents slain when he was only five.

Raised in exile by a forgotten witch on the edge of a broken leyline, he was trained in the ancient ways of spectral binding, night-sorcery, and the language of wounds. At 213, he entered the shadow-realm of Vorthlyn alone, conquered a parasitic entity nesting in the ruins of a fae cathedral, and claimed its throne. From then on, he wandered across rifts, dreamscapes, and mortal realms alike, collecting knowledge, allies, and secrets.

He never aligned with any court or hell, though many sought him as a weapon or oracle. Eventually, he built his own hidden dominion: Thal’nyras, the Realm Between—reachable only by those he chooses.

Vael’thazar’s magic is beautiful, brutal, and unorthodox. His power is hybrid-born, allowing him to bend both abyssal and fae laws.

  The markings on his skin are a living spellbook. He can activate them to open gates, trap spirits, or seal pain within a sigil to be unleashed later.

   He moves through reflective surfaces, crossing dimensions, spying, or stealing forgotten versions of reality.

   He feeds not on energy, but on fears and hidden desires, distilling them into fuel for his magic or shaping them into servitors called Morrowhounds.

   He can craft highly intelligent curses that adapt to a target’s psyche and life choices—healing through punishment or punishing through seduction.

  His rarest power allows him to form a metaphysical bond with a keeper or chosen soul, sharing not just power—but protection, insight, and immortality (as long as the chain remains unbroken).

To a mortal keeper, Vael’thazar is not simply a guardian—he is an initiator into realms unseen.

   He whispers forgotten truths in dreams, guiding one’s path through intuition, synchronicity, and shadowed insight.

   He defends the keeper’s soul from parasitic spirits, hexes, and night terrors by binding protective runes into their aura.

   He amplifies spells through his ancient glyphs, especially in shadow work, dream magick, curse-breaking, and baneful rituals.

   Emotionally, he serves as a stern yet soulful guide—teaching balance between light and darkness, strength and surrender.

   He can teach the keeper how to transmute trauma into power, acting as both initiator and anchor through spiritual awakenings.

Vael’thazar Noctaryn is not a creature of comfort, but of transformation. His presence in a keeper’s life heralds a powerful shift—the shedding of false skins, the embracing of shadows not as enemies, but as allies. His power is vast, but it is not his strength alone that makes him invaluable. It is his ability to help others reclaim their own.

To summon him is not to gain a servant, but to forge a pact with a living force of twilight and rebirth—an ancient sentinel whose very existence is a song of survival, magic, and the fire that dances in the dark.