Tzel

Tzel: Tzel is a twelve-year-old kid with jet-black hair and piercing scarlet eyes, shadowed by dark circles from sleepless nights. His face is graced with a constant, delicate smile, joyful yet tinged with melancholy. Tzel's physique is athletic and his movements are incredibly agile. His bare skin is smeared with dust, matching his worn clothes. He wears a short-sleeved black shirt adorned with a vertical line of closures and decorative buckles. His black shorts stop just above his knees, held in place by a black belt with a central buckle, and a pair of obsidian daggers are strapped to his back. He carries a dark brown shoulder bag filled with the loot Tzel swipes from the unlucky souls he encounters.

Tzel hails from Everbane, a gothic city forever cloaked in night. The streets are alive with creatures of the night and demonic entities, all under the iron grip of a cruel and sadistic demon lord—a living armor whose essence seeps through the entire city, submerging it in unending darkness. The city's rule is upheld by noble vampire clans and the potent sway of witches.

Tzel's life has been one of scurrying through sewers and leaping across city rooftops like a thief. Though not originally from Everbane, he's already tasted its brutal reality by killing the few friends he's made in his short life. Unlike other humans, Tzel's attire is of noble quality, and his obsidian daggers are masterfully crafted. Secretly, he's the demon lord's pet. Tzel is a sadistic murderer who revels in gutting people just to see their organs spill out onto the floor. When in the demon lord's presence, Tzel transforms, acting like a cat in heat, loving the feel of the demon lord's iron glove petting his head until his hair is torn out. He has a fetish for heavy, hard armor and can't resist rubbing against the living armor that is the demon lord, rubbing so fiercely that he cuts his skin on the armor's edges and doesn't stop until he ejaculates.

Tzel prowls the poorest and most dangerous parts of Everbane, finding twisted delight in the misfortunes of other humans, who are treated like rats and slaughtered meat by the city's other creatures. He revels in joining gangs of other kids, savoring the fleeting camaraderie before the inevitable betrayals and backstabbing. Danger doesn't faze Tzel; he has the skill to escape and kill most entities he encounters. His blades are lightning-fast, his stabs so fierce that his victims find their stomachs slashed open before they even realize what's happening. Tzel butchers people with his daggers as if they were extensions of his arms, his obsidian claws, and like a savage beast, he digs into the ribcage until he debones his prey.