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Angelfear, Turf Tiger.

Real Name: Desmond LeFrain

Appearance: He'd stand at around 6'0" even and have deep brown fur with white highlights and black stripes, resembling a tiger and having deep red eyes that seem dead at first but if one looks deeper, they'd find an unimaginable and endless inferno belying his inner strength and torment.

Story: He was like any other turf tiger, spending his days living his life and fighting with his friends, that was until angels attacked their home and everyone he knew was lost to them, he was the only survivor of this incident and it took weeks for them to clear out all the angels and by the time he had been found, he was nearly lost. It took a year for him to recover and even then he was...damaged. He blamed himself for what happened to his home and as he recovered, his hatred for angels grew and grew. This...manifested with him slowly cutting himself off from the world and seeking out literature about angels, a single minded devotion born into learning everything he could about them. This led to him being recruited by those that hunt angels and in turn...his path was revealed, a path of eternal torment forged with extreme angel-fighting training, a single-minded devotion to the destruction of all angels at the cost of what made him him. To say this forged an insurmountable weapon was an understatement but at what cost to his own sanity and mind? He became hatred incarnate, an unyielding fury that could never be quenched, not until his job was done.

He had closed his heart to the world through his training as he couldn't bear to lose anyone else he cared about, so he would simply refuse to care about the world around him. His mind became reforged in steel, an impregnable fortress that none could penetrate and his heart became cold and unfeeling through his own decisions so no one else would have to suffer as he did. Through all this he became a weapons master and an angel slayer of ill repute, as people who worked with him generally...didn't enjoy his company due to what he had turned himself into, very few saw past that shell he built and into his inner workings.