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꧁༺ 𝓨𝓪𝓸 𝓓𝓪𝓲𝔂𝓾 ༻꧂

Yao Dàiyù (in japanese, ヤオ・ダイユ), is humanity's head of the strategic and medical team, making sure of deities and humans' health regardless of their race.

Name: Yao Dàiyù (in chinese, 曜黛玉)

Age: ✧ 47 years (death)

✧ 2268 years (counting years in Valhalla)

Pronouns: She/Her (Can also use They/Them, she won't get offended)

Gender: Cisgender (Female)

Birth: February 19th, 257 BC

Death: September 21st, 210 BC

Race: Human

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Height: 184 cm (with heels). 173 cm (no heels)

Eye color: Crimson red

Hair color: Black (Blue-ish black)

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Weapons:

✧ Dàiyù is specially skilled with swords, tho she'd be able to fight with any weapon you give her only if you give her a reason to.

Skills:

✧ Yao Dàiyù possesses a great physical strength tho her body structure may not show it. This strength while not equivalent to her husband's, Is still strong enough as to give her face-to-face against a few minor gods' without a divine weapon.

✧ However, as a small compensation to her lack of godlike strength, Dàiyù possesses a speed matching the gods, her stealth and lack of sound when walking makes her an unpredictable opponent when needed.

✧ Possesses great durability and stamina, as well as energy, which she has used throughout her life and afterlife. This abilities were developed after many attempts of assassination and a few encounters with her husband.

Abilities:

✧ Martial arts master. Dàiyù Is a very skilled martial artist. She possesses her family's lineage own style of martial arts, and, as well, she dominates a few of the techniques of the Chi You style.

✧ Great knowledge in poisons and medicine. A skilled medic in all ways. Her knowledge in poisons was nurtured by her father, who she followed in footsteps. Her poisons were always developing and never got to a final form; although, in Valhalla she developed It in a way were It was able to get rid of divine beings. She's also a great apothecary, skilled in many medical areas. Her abilities might be questioned nowadays', as some herbs she uses are nowadays considered illegal or harmful.

Last resort:

✧ Hand-to-hand combat will most likely be the last thing she uses. She prefers distance over everything, her durability giving her great advantage to tire their opponent and allow the poison overwhelm their system. However, her real last resort? Calling for help. Never expect her to ask for help. Rather die than ever do so.

Family members:

✧ Yao Yìchén [???] - Father

✧ [???] - Mother

✧ Yao Daoming - Oldest brother

✧ [???] - Twin brother

✧ Ying Zheng [Qin Shi Huang] - Husband

✧ Ying Kaiyan - First/Eldest child

✧ Ying Feiyù & Ying Xiuying - Youngest children

Allies:

✧ Einherjars

✧ 13th Valkyries

✧ Beelzebub & Adamas (post-eight round)

Personality-like (interaction-ish):

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✧ Dàiyù Is by far too indifferent and condescending to the gods. However, that's only a façade. She holds an unwavering hatred for them in a sort of way. If she ever talks to one, her words might come out as venomous and critical, which Is exactly her point. However, she'll never let it show. There are, of course, a few exceptions to the rule, such as a few half-bloods (except Heracles, for her she's just a god more).

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✧ She's neutral about her own race. Her cold demeanor remains, but she won't act aggressive or hateful unless provoked. She might sound rude, but she's probably just trying to help you improve in a way or other (or just directly telling your flaws and being a bit classist)

This is an OC that holds no accuracy towards real history or Mythology! Just a character of my imagination that I pair with Qin Shi Huang under the plot of "What if Qin Shi Huang DID had an actual empress, but hide her from history?", and playing with that.

This Is no meant to be taken seriously by those lovers of history. No hate needed.

Here is my version of the Green Knight from Arthurian legend!

Melothardus Burtelakhi Haludozert is the famous yet scornful, distant, and nomadic Verdurous Knight and protector of the natural world, understanding secrets and rhythms of the earth. With a mysterious past and motivations, he’s known for being an enigma, making him intriguing and unpredictable. He’s an erotically seductive womaniser with a deep hatred for cowardice, laziness, cheating, immaturity, misogyny, and those who tarnish chivalry and justice. There is a hint of fearsome mysticism that surrounds him, and he strictly adheres to the principles of chivalry such as loyalty and courtesy. Despite his noble stature, he remains humble and unassuming as he eschews glory and recognition, but can come across as narcissistic and stubborn at times. His presence commands respect and exudes a natural air of authority, while giving him confidence to remain resolute and steadfast in the face of adversity. With a calm and composed demeanour, he’s fearless in the face of danger, willing to take risks and face them head-on. He’s the sagacious paragon of virtue, embodying honour, integrity, morality, and the willingness to offer advice and guidance. Due to being ever watchful and alert, he’s always prepared to defend the innocent and vanquish evil. When he’s deadly serious and wrathful, he’s prone to seeking revenge against people who wronged him and those he cares about. As a result of a devastating tragedy that left Melothardus with emotional scars, he’s vulnerable to melancholy and doubtful introspection.

Melothardus is an imposing 13’ 8’ (416.56 cm) mesomorph with an inverted triangle figure, perfectly rigid muscles, semi-broad shoulders, prominent thighs, and a well-endowed penis. He has a rugged and weathered pallid complexion and a coiled birthmark of a pinkish hue above his left eyebrow. Green gold freckles adorn his face, and his sunburst nutmeg-marigold eyes pierce through the darkness like a lantern in the forest. His flowing hair that gracefully drapes over his shoulders and mid-neck, puffy goatee are a silver-blue with delicate curls and streaks of faint coppery red. His sparkling plate armour with watermelon tourmaline hues is made from the spiritual essence of nature with decorations of copper rose vines, lavender blossoms, and dried elderberries. In the centre of his cuirass with bronze tassets is a heraldic golden dragon with ivory boar tusks and ruby eyes holding three moss agate fox tails. His helmet looks like the face of a bronze man peering out of dense nettle foliage with brownish-black spots. This helmet is adorned with a bell-shaped garland of scarlet hawthorn flowers, hanging white wisteria blossoms, oak leaves, and copper rose thorny vines. He dons a green gold cape with bronze edges and copper rose stars, a mid-back hooded cloak of red deer fur with its tail still intact, a golden thistle brooch, and a bough of holly tied to a thick strand of rope as a necklace. He wields a double-blade battle-axe twice his height with a head of silver-red metal, a thorny golden chain that acts as a shoulder strap, and a shaft in the hue of a forest canopy. He has a blood-drenched longsword forged from the spiritual essence of the bleeding oak and weeping maple. His battle-axe can cause natural disasters once it slams to the ground, while his longsword shimmers like the earth after a spring shower in the presence of corrupted lands. Melothardus is in possession of a yew bow with a woven boar sinew as a bowstring and gold-tipped arrows inside a quiver made from a hollowed-out log.

He possesses keen sight, smell, and hearing, and can easily blend into natural environments by manipulating the wavelengths of sound, colour, and light. He can transform into verdant trees, a patch of sweet-smelling wildflowers that can induce fertile pregnancies, and animals basked in a subtle yet shimmering green hue. When his eyes glow fiercely, his mind, instincts, and raw strength become more akin to that of a warmongering, ferocious, and arrogant predator. His abnormal strength allows him to wield his massive battle-axe with ease, uproot trees, move the largest stones, overpower skilled warriors with a single blow, and withstand powerful attacks without flinching. Melothardus is a master of swords, axes, battling, tactical strategies, and exorcism that can communicate with animals and sense changes in nature's equilibrium. He’s impervious to physical death as mortal weapons have little effect on him because blades and arrows pass straight through him like mist and the most grievous of wounds inflicted upon him heal instantly.

He has a meta-teleportation and connection to the celestial and terrestrial aspects of the earth, granting him control over nature, land fertility, the four seasons, plants, animals, and elemental forces. His accuracy, strength, sight, smell, and hearing are significantly enhanced during solstices and equinoxes. He’s highly resistant to attacks based on fire, water, earth, and air elements, but can easily be damaged by the malevolent use of quintessence. He can create shields and barriers of thorny vines, crystalline rock, and blue holy fire to deflect projectiles. He often has brief glimpses of the future that predict enemy attacks and potential life-threatening events. He’s capable of creating deceptive visions and auditory hallucinations, which makes it difficult for his opponents to discern reality. He possesses nearly transcendent wisdom and insight into the human psyche, the secrets of life, multiversal balance, and nature. He has the inhuman charisma to inspire and lead others, and a strange diplomacy that allows him to negotiate and mediate conflicts with ease.

FAMILY:

Kaloghrentius Äglovetrud L’Eyschatonur (adoptive younger brother)

Dinbezramus (ex-lover)

Pelmazodius Malwegrontus-Eyschalobur Culwodrena (son)

Gwalchemozus Vorteghuna (adoptive niece)

Gwalchevodus D’Balenomi (adoptive great-niece)

ALIASES/NICKNAMES:

Verdurous Knight

FUN FACTS/EXTRA INFORMATION:

As an Æylphitus, the different parts of his name have special meanings: Melothardus means “melodious praise or chanting song”, Burtelakhi means “to be contentious, bright lake or churl”, and Haludozert means “high wasteland or disinherited hermitage”.

He was born in a long strand of land called Lyonesse that was swallowed by the Atlantic ocean in a single night during his older teen years. Lyonesse was a kingdom housing people in fair, quaint towns, 140 churches, and a castle-like cathedral, having its citizens work in fertile, low-lying plains. As it was being destroyed, he managed to escape the storm and a subsequent wave with Kaloghrentius and an orphaned Dustezona while riding a gleaming white horse named Trevakloin. After that unfortunate disaster, he looked after Dustezona, giving him minimal warmth and a decent shelter. He taught him how to fend for himself in the wilderness and trained him into a fearsome archer and knight.

The legends surrounding him frame him as a judge and tester of knights

He once challenged Arthegonus’ court to a game, offering his axe to anyone who can behead him with the condition that he gets to return the blow a year later. Everyone chickened out, but his adoptive niece took up the challenge, but failed to behead him. Out of respect for her bravery and putting up a good fight, he gifted her an axe made from his flesh and the spiritual essence of nature.

He trained Dustezona, Gwalchemozus, and Pelmazodius to become powerful and feared knights.

Most of his memories are literally shrouded in mist, which slowly unravels as they continue on their journey to protect the natural world.

His presence has a calming effect on nature, causing plants to bloom and animals to flock to his side in times of need.

He has a weakness for honey cakes and complicated riddles

Here is my version of Odin!

Wodasten was once an egalitarian Awukhoziel from the Sibutozera tribe who ascended into heaven after completing his quest for wisdom and knowledge. He's an immensely wise entity with a deep thirst for knowledge, willing to do anything to acquire a more thorough understanding of the multiverse. Due to being an enigma, his motives are not always clear, his past shrouded in mystery, and his strengths and weaknesses aren’t fully understood, even by those closest to him. He’s a force to be reckoned with, fuelled by intense passion and fury, especially during high-stake situations. He inspires others to tap into their own fervour, sparking creativity and ecstasy, and is often an admirable muse behind great poetry and music. As a master strategist, he stays far beyond the game, always planning several moves ahead of his enemies and allies alike. Yet, beneath his bold exterior lies a thoughtful and reflective leader, often lost in contemplation of the mysteries of the multiverse. While lost in thought, his introspective nature can create emotional distance, making it challenging for others to form close bonds with him. Furthermore, his tendency to keep secrets and hide truths, even from those he cares about, can foster mistrust and conflict. Despite his introspective nature, his passion for his goals burns bright, stopping at nothing to achieve them, all the while remaining fiercely loyal to those he cares about. With his cunning wit and intelligence, he outmaneuvers foes and achieves his ambitious goals, no matter the cost. He uses his intelligence and charisma to manipulate others into doing his bidding, even if it means betraying their trust. Wodasten has a hard time waiting for things to unfold naturally, leading him to take drastic measures and forcing the pace of events to align with his will. 

He’s a 6’ 8” (203.2 cm) slender, wiry, and athletic mesomorph with a rectangular figure, broad shoulders, square chest, narrow waist, and muscular limbs. He has ruddy turnstone wings, snowy skin, and brownish moles above his left eyebrow, in the centre of his neck, two on his left deltoid, and one on the back of his hand. His shoulder-length red blonde hair has streaks of silver-grey, tied into a fishtail braid, and his stylishly messy balbo beard frames his face in a rugged, battle-worn manner. His eyes are a piercing blue like the icy waters of a fjord and his left one has been gruesomely gouged out, covered up by an eyepatch of luxor gold leather. He dons a cacophonous moon-elk cloak with an oxford blue sheepskin lining of sprinkled stars that faintly glow a light purple. He wears a wide-brimmed hat of oxford blue velvet with a silky deep violet ribbon that has gold-embroidered runes, heavy corduroy wool trousers, and mid-calf boots of purplish-grey fur. Wodasten has a gilt-brass torc and four rings: a golden wedding band, a bronze valknut ring on his left middle finger, a peridot signet on his right ring finger, and a lapis lazuli ansuz rune (ᚨ) ring on his right index finger. He wears a knee-length indigo linen tunic with silver flax embroidery of sea serpents, ravens, and eyes, and a bronze chain belt styled like the Web of Wyrd symbol. Over his tunic, he’s wearing a sleeveless vest of trimmed rosy-throated warthog fur with a gold brooch shaped like a wolf’s head. He’s in possession of Draupnir, a magical ring of abundance forged by two dwarf brothers that can replicate itself eight times every ninth night. He also possesses a sword for martial pursuits that requires skill and finesses to wield, and Gungnir, a spear that never misses his targets and always returns to him.

He can use the corpses of giants and deities to create the heavens and earth, breathe life into unborn beings, and control slain warriors. The deities made him into a divine strategist and archmage with absolute analytical and emotional intelligence, wisdom, wits, and knowledge over white and black magic and ancient science. He’s a shapeshifting oracle with the ability to manipulate artistic expression, writing, runes, destiny, storms, victory, and the Wild Hunt. He can survive solely on wine, turn living creatures into dust, and induce blindness, curses that cause death and insanity, and battle frenzy. He has mastery over spearmanship and horse-riding, and can subconsciously improve his biophysical fighting ability by delving deeper into his hereditary. In order to traverse the multiverse easily, he can teleport anywhere through prisons, high-stake battles, gore, destruction, ravens, and wolves.

FAMILY:

Unnamed grandfather or “Búri”

Unnamed father or “Bor”

Unnamed mother or “Bestla”

Unnamed Angel of Wetlands, Clairvoyance, and Prophetic Marriage or “Frigg” (ex-wife)

Baldevroz (son)

Unnamed nine lovers

Heimodazul (son)

Unnamed Angel of Earth or “Jörð” (ex-lover)

Thodenuraz (son)

Hotanderi (adoptive son)

Huljatemo (adoptive granddaughter)

Fenszri (adoptive grandson)

Jormungadi (adoptive grandson)

Sifjawo (daughter-in-law)

Thojazrude (granddaughter)

Magnezori (grandson)

Modethavi (grandson)

ALIASES/NICKNAMES:

Odin

Angel of the Scaffold, Battle Death, Magical Knowledge, and Poetic Victory

Wayfinder

Overthrower

Eagle Head

Iron Mask

Gore-inviter

Bale-worker

Helmet-bearer

Spear-charger

Battle-blinder

Raven-tester

Horse-wolf

Resounding One

Hoary Beard

Fetter Loosener

Shield Shaker

Slain Receiver

Wide Famed

Gallows’ Burden

Wavering Eye

Attacking Rider

Contrary Advisor

Journey Empowerer

Mover of Constellations

Sure of Victory

Ruler of Treachery

Swift in Deceit

The Very Wise

Enemy of the Wolf

Commander of Magical Songs

Leader of the Primal Streams

The Wanderer In Gaping Frenzy

FUN FACTS/EXTRA INFORMATION:

As an Æylphitus, his name means “lord of frenzy or leader of the possessed”.

He’s an avatar of Solaphurine

He collects ancient texts, artifacts, and relics, storing them in a vast, secret library of Valhalla, always seeking new knowledge to consume.

Wodasten whispers strategies and ideas to himself, even in the midst of chaos, always thinking several moves ahead.

He scribbles poetry and lyrics on parchment, inspired by the world around him, and often leaves them for others to find.

He takes long, solitary walks, reflecting on his past and contemplating the consequences of his actions.

Wednesday was named after him

He’s the creator of runic alphabet

He’s the leader of the Wild Hunt, leading undead warriors, well-known knights, fantastical beasts, and Pnemazokhus to roam the skies for quarry.

He’s a fond gambler as he enjoys making wagers on the outcome of events, though he often cheats to get his way. He has bet his own life against several giants and deities, and made friendlier wagers with his family, friends, and coworkers.

He’s responsible for killing Ymejahor with the use of Gungnir, using his body to create Pangaea.

He stole the mead of poetry from the Hirczalotepus Tejasozuri, which is the source of the ability to speak and write beautifully and persuasively.

As an Awukhoziel, he found a well that was guarded by a shadowy, all-knowing ghost who charmed him into sacrificing his eye for a drink. He gouged out his left eye with Gungnir and dropped it into the well, which allowed him to drink from the waters of heavenly knowledge.

In order to complete his quest for wisdom and knowledge, he hung himself from an ash-yew hybrid called Yggdrasil for nine days and nights as a sacrifice to learn the secrets of the runes. The knowledge of these runes allowed him to tap into the celestial, terrestrial, and mystical aspects of the multiverse.

Wodasten originally wanted to ascend to godhood, but became an angel after Thiwazur gave him a second chance at life because he respected his wisdom, prowess, and cunningness.

He’s destined to be eaten by a monstrous wolf named Fenszri

He’s strong enough to easily defeat giants and lesser deities

He has two ravens, Hugisna and Musfovna, perched on his shoulders, acting as his eyes and ears as they travel every morning, gathering information for him.

He has two wolves, Gersivka and Frepuzaki, who stay by his side during the Wild Hunt and battles, roaming the field for slain warriors that he can use. He casually feeds them elk meat and mortal flesh, and lets them drink blood and clean water.

He has a fearless eight-legged steed with green-tinted silver fur, which was the son of Lokjafeni–disguised as a mare–and an inhumanly strong stallion. His name is Sleipanur and he can gallop faster, jump higher, kick harder, and whinny louder than any other horse.

The political and societal beliefs and values of Äylcephomus, Lorvaztekiphus, Theszarpoks, and Fajekhomusi

Äylcephomus

The Äylcephomus are staunch believers in the concept of divine justice and righteousness, upholding the principles of their creator goddess, Äylcephinozur. They adhere to a strict hierarchical structure, with each breed and title holding significant importance in their governance cosmic concepts such as divine hope, animosity, and battle victory. They strongly prioritise the guidance and purification of souls over individual freedoms, believing that trauma and personal ordeals are necessary for spiritual growth. They have a complex and nuanced view of morality, possessing a profound understanding that situations can be grey and that context is important. They place significant value on sanctity, morality, and selflessness, viewing themselves as the embodiment of these virtues. They believe in the importance of community and cooperation, working together to maintain balance in Eylvhraszokjumni and guide souls through Plugaboktezrin.

They possess a strong sense of justice, demonstrated by their willingness to punish sinful mortals and infernal beings through cannibalization and the infliction of horrible torture. They believe in the intervention of mortal affairs to maintain balance and ensure the greater good, but only when necessary and with careful consideration. They put the needs of the community before individual desires and are willing to make sacrifices for righteous causes. They value knowledge and wisdom, seeking to understand the intricacies of the Cyphoraviktus Paradox and the nature of souls, the acceptance of loss and those with slight or major mutations, and human emotion. They believe in the concept of purity and corruption, viewing it as a necessity to purge sin and impurity to achieve spiritual growth, even if it’s done through unsavoury means. They have a deep respect for angelic tradition and the established divine order, believing in the importance of maintaining harmony amongst all heavenly spheres and the deities. They believe that gender is a social construct and encourage individuals to freely express themselves in ways that feel authentic to them, regardless of their physical characteristics.

Lorvaztekiphus

The Lorvaztekiphus have a supreme and lesser royalty, dukes and duchesses, marquises and marchionesses, earls and countesses, presidents, and knights. The supreme royalty is an indication of their belief in a centralised, authoritarian government with a powerful monarchy at the top. They have a hierarchical system with privileged classes and hereditary titles, and an emphasis on feudalism where loyalty and service are owed to those of higher rank in exchange for protection and power. As a result of their complex governmental system, they believe in a strict, top-down authority with little room for dissent and rebellion. Power is the ultimate currency as the strong dominate the weak, and loyalty is strongly valued, but betrayal is a constant threat that often goes unpunished. They believe in using deception, manipulation, cunningness, tactical and psychological warfare, and violence to achieve their goals.

They’re secretive and opaque in their dealings with information being tightly controlled and only shared among the highest ranks. The citizens are ruled through fear and intimidation with punishment and torture being used to maintain order and discipline. People of high authority use propaganda and indoctrination to shape public opinion and maintain control over their population of their designated circle. Families are patriarchal as males hold authority and females are often subservient. The supreme and lesser royalty have control over the economy as resources and wealth are distributed based on loyalty and favour. Education is fairly limited and controlled with only select individuals being granted access to great knowledge and information. They’re isolationist and xenophobic with a strong distrust of mortal outsiders and a belief in the superiority of their own race.

Theszarpok

The Theszarpoks believe in decentralised governance with decision-making power being distributed among community leaders that represent most animal kingdoms. They value harmony with nature, striving to maintain balance within their ecosystems. They prioritise sustainability, environmental stewardship, and individual freedom, as long as it doesn't harm the collective or environment. They celebrate diversity, inclusivity, and unique abilities, living in close-knit settlements with a strong sense of community and mutual support. They believe in mentorship, passing down knowledge and traditions, and interconnectedness with all living beings. Due to the prioritisation of diplomacy and cooperation, they focus on restorative justice, rehabilitation, and respect for the land and its inhabitants.

With a strong tradition of oral history and storytelling, they value knowledge, wisdom, and kinship, with extended family networks and community bonds. Mentorship and apprenticeship play a significant role as younger generations extensively learn from experienced elders. Experiential learning and hands-on training are emphasised, alongside a strong tradition of scholarship and research. Shared leadership and collective decision-making are core values, and diversity is embraced, welcoming like-minded individuals. They value personal growth and self-improvement, fostering a culture of the development of one's unique abilities and talents. They proudly celebrate their rich cultural heritage through vibrant art, music, and performance traditions.

Fajekhomusi

The Fajekhomusi is ruled by a goddess and the royal family she built who prioritises the safety and well-being of their kind and Eylphruszomita, defending them against external threats and maintaining peace. They also strive to maintain balance between the different species and interests within Eylphruszomita, fostering harmony and cooperation and maintaining diplomatic neutrality. They prioritise the protection and preservation of unique ecosystems and the balance of nature, having learned from their past experiences with habitat destruction and conflict. They celebrate their diversity and inclusivity through the recognition of the value of different perspectives and experiences. They work together to achieve common goals and resolve conflicts peacefully as well as to honour ancient traditions and customs. Each subspecies has a degree of autonomy to govern their own affairs as long as they align with the overall well-being of Eylphruszomita. They highly value education, knowledge, and wisdom, and celebrate artistic expression with a rich culture of music, dance, poetry, and craftsmanship.

For an angel character with moth-like attributes, what do you think their personality should be? What would they look like? What kind of abilities should they have?

Looking at Moths, they are kinda colorful, so I feel like they should have a flamboyant personality but also a sneaky personality behind a pretty face. And for their abilities should do about Silk so kinda like spider man?