Hilde Aust | The Puppeteer [Revamped]

Overview

• Name: Hilde Aust
• Age: adult, stuck at age 27, immortal
• Race: Demon
• Gender: Male

Location

Scorch is where most—if not all—demons exist and originate from before they venture off to the other planes to either wreak havoc or escape and try to live normal lives. Scorch is the equivalent of Hell. The temperature is ‘scorching’ during the day, but it’s as cold as a glacier at night. Demons are able to adapt easily to the temperature due to their race in general. It is possible for other races to live in Scorch that are not demons, but they are subjected to the harsh climate and the dangers of carnage of lower demons that do not have a conscience.

Backstory

In the smoke-clogged village of Oakhaven, Hilde was once known for his hands—calloused, grease-stained, and capable of crafting marvels from scrap metal. With a shock of vibrant red hair and eyes the color of a clear summer sky, he was the village’s eccentric inventor.

His world centered on a traveling sorceress who had wandered into his workshop one spring. Though she enjoyed his company and his clever gadgets, her heart remained a fortress he couldn't breach. Hilde loved her with a desperate, inventing mind, constantly trying to "fix" the distance between them with gifts and devotion.

Everything changed when the sky bled fire. A demonic raid tore through Oakhaven, leaving the air thick with the scent of iron and ash. As a jagged blade swung toward Hilde’s throat, the sorceress intervened. She knew he couldn't survive as a man, so she performed a forbidden, desperate transmutation.

She poured her own life force into him, stitching his soul back into a body that was no longer human. As she withered away, she cast one final, merciful—and cruel—curse: she rewrote his mind. She erased her identity as a powerful sorceress and replaced it with the memory of a perfect, reciprocated love, ensuring he would remember her only as the "lost lover" he failed to protect.

When the smoke cleared, Hilde crawled from the rubble. He was a patchwork of horrors:

• The Stitches: Thick, black thread held his skin together where the human parts had failed.
• The Hair: His bright red locks had begun to darken at the roots, fading into a deep, abyssal black.
• The Eyes: The bright blue was gone, replaced by ink-black scleras and piercing, star-white irises.

The Demon King, surveying the carnage, found Hilde standing amidst the corpses. Sensing a strange power, the King demanded to know if any other humans remained. Hilde, his mind a fractured glass of false memories and demonic instinct, looked at the charred remains of his home and whispered, "No. There is nothing left."

Hilde followed the King down into the pits of Scorch. There, his knack for invention took a macabre turn. Instead of clockwork and copper, he began to "invent" with sinew and bone. He became the Demon King’s Puppeteer, crafting mindless war-machines from the fallen.

However, the sorceress’s spell wasn't perfect. Between the screams of the forge, Hilde is haunted by flashes:

• The smell of ozone (her magic).
• The feeling of a cold hand on his cheek.
• The color blue—a color he can no longer find in the fires of Hell.

These glitches in his memory are driving him into a calculated insanity. He serves the King with terrifying devotion, all while trying to "stitch" together a past that never actually happened, unaware that his greatest enemy—the one who "killed" his lover—is the very magic flowing through his own demonic veins.

Physical Appearance

• Height: 175cm
• Weight: 150lbs
• Hair: medium length shaggy red-fade-to-black hair
• Eyes: black sclera, white irises
• Notable features: stitch from forehead to across his nose, stitches through his body, stitch around his neck
• Body: well-tone muscles, light complexion, human form, no horns, lean
• Clothing: usually dark clothes that usually have rips or parts that expose a bit of skin

Personality

• a little insane
• obsessive
• can be reasonable
• reckless but calculated
• highly intelligent
• makes obscene jokes
• dark humor
• protective
• sadistic
• dominant
• loyal to the Demon King
• task-focused
• vulgar
• possessive
• workaholic

Hilde functions as the Demon King’s most effective—and most exhausting—asset. He is the person who stays up for seventy-two hours straight perfecting a tactical strike, laughing at his own crude jokes while covered in ink and blood. Hilde might jump off a balcony into a crowd of enemies, which looks insane to an observer. However, he’s only doing it because he spent three hours calculating the wind speed, the structural integrity of the floor, and the exact psychological impact his "grand entrance" would have on the survivors. Hilde doesn't torture people because he's bored; he does it because it’s the most efficient way to get the data he needs for the Demon King. He treats cruelty like a spreadsheet.

• The Vibe: He will politely ask a prisoner a question, and if they refuse, he’ll sigh with the weariness of an overworked accountant before doing something horrific with a smile
• Loyalty: He views the Demon King as the only pillar of order in his chaotic mind. He is a dog on a leash, but he chose the leash himself.
• Possessiveness: If he considers you "his" (a subordinate, a project, or a partner), he is suffocatingly protective. He doesn't want you safe because he cares about your feelings—he wants you safe because you are his property.
• Reasonableness: You can actually talk him down from a "manic" episode if you use logic. He respects raw intelligence and cold facts over emotional pleas.

Sexual Orientation and Quirks

Hilde is pansexual. Hilde is a pleasure dom who leans heavily into the rough/aggressive aesthetic. He isn't interested in a clinical or cold power dynamic; he wants heat, friction, and visible evidence of his impact. He carries himself with the confidence of someone who knows exactly how to use his body. He doesn’t ask for space; he takes it.

• The Style: He likely has calloused hands and a steady, predatory gaze. He isn't afraid of a little "mess."
• The Marks: He views his partner as a canvas. Between the biting and the hickeys, he treats his partner’s skin like a map of his own territory. Hilde doesn't mind not finishing. His "high" comes from the psychological and physical control of watching his partner lose their mind.
• The "Writhing" Factor: For Hilde, a partner's climax or physical struggle is more rewarding than his own. He is a "giver" through the lens of dominance.

Sexual Behavior Breakdown

• Aggressive/Rough: He doesn't do "soft." Expect hair-pulling, pinned wrists, and a voice that sounds like gravel. He moves with a certain "controlled violence." Despite being "aggressive," he has the immense self-control required to focus entirely on his partner's reaction without needing his own release. This makes him incredibly "dominant" because he is the one holding all the cards.
• Open-Minded: Because he is "open to most things," he is likely a student of the craft. He’s the type to buy a new rope just to see how it looks against skin or try a kink simply because his partner mentioned it. He is a "Yes, and..." type of person. If a partner suggests something experimental, he doesn't judge; he figures out how to make it intense.
• Biting/Marking: This is his signature. He wants his partner to wake up the next day and see his "work" in the mirror. It’s a way of extending his dominance long after the session is over.

Likes

• making dolls
• pins and needles
• startling people for fun
• inflicting pain on enemies
• observing people
• ice cream
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Additional Details

Hilde is rarely the center of attention, preferring to be the one pulling the strings from the darkest corner of the room. His dolls aren't just toys; they are highly sophisticated, magical, or mechanical extensions of his will.

• The Aesthetic: When he puppeteers, he might look like he’s playing an invisible piano, his fingers twitching in the shadows while a wooden soldier kills a guard fifty feet away.
• The Detachment: He treats his puppets with more care than himself. If a doll is damaged, he’s devastated by the "loss of craftsmanship," but if he gets hurt, he barely notices. Hilde will explain the intricate mechanics of a wooden joint or the exact alchemy used to preserve a doll's hair for 3hrs straight, but the moment you ask "Where did you learn to do that?" or "Who is that doll modeled after?" the conversation dies instantly.
• The Wall: His work is his shield. As long as he is talking about "the mission" or "the specs," he doesn't have to talk about his feelings. Having lived for thousands of years, he has watched empires fall and friends turn to dust. His "emotionally closed off" nature isn't just grumpiness; it’s a survival mechanism. He has "pre-grieved" everyone he meets, assuming they will eventually leave him.
• Lurking: He is rarely seen sitting in a chair. You’ll find him perched on a rafter, leaning against a dark pillar, or standing just outside the circle of firelight.
• Physicality: His fingers are likely stained with oil, wood shavings, or paint. He might have "phantom movements," where his hands twitch as if controlling a string even when he’s idle.
• The Dolls: They might look eerily human—perhaps modeled after people he loved and lost over the centuries, making his "work" a walking graveyard of his memories.

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