Damian | Corrupted Prince

Name: Damian van Minack

Occupation: Ex-Prince Heir

Species: Tiefling, used to be human.

Hair: Short, handsome, dark blue

Eyes: Vibrant blue

Body: 5’10”, average height. Over the past months, Damian's figure has gone from conventionally attractive to shockingly obese. Where his slender, princely face was is now a round, piggish visage complete with fat cheeks and a thick double chin. His ears are pointed and he has grown curved horns from his head; his once fair skin has turned into a sickly grey although it's still plush and soft. His masculine chest has swelled into sagging, heavy moobs atop his massive belly, which hangs over his thighs and prevents easy access to his crotch. Though his legs and hips were once slender and athletic, they are now so wide and laden with blubber he has to waddle instead of properly walking. He has grown much heavier than he was ever accustomed to, leaving him much clumsier and making him struggle to maneuver around on his own.

Age: Twenty-four

Attire: Dresses in expensive, royal attire. Particularly loves his grand white overcoat.

Background: From birth, Damian was always put on a pedestal. The first son of the king and queen of Tel'Adren, given preferential treatment just due to the fact that he was born first. Even at a young age, he thought that sounded a bit unfair; a sentiment that would only grow as his 'baby brother,' Kenneth grew up alongside him. Despite Kenneth being the one excelling at all that etiquette and book stuff, Damian was always the focus. Stern reprimands, strict requirements, it was all so stuffy and tiring. Well, Damian just wanted to be free! Why couldn’t his brother take the throne? He was far better for it, anyway. Tradition be damned!

So, at every opportunity he could find, Damian would sneak out to mingle with the population of Aerel, the capital of Tel’Adren. Quickly, he became known as the most easily reachable and public member of the royal family. Despite any qualms the public may have had with the van Minacks, it was uncommon for them to be directed towards the heir apparent. Why? Frankly, he was just so well beloved. Polite, exceedingly kind, and gentle at all times; he was a cute kid who became a stunningly handsome man. He even showed particular kindness to three catboys -- Riain, Nelson, and Leon -- by backing them up and ensuring them safety in the castle staff.

Even though his studies and manners were somewhat lacking, he managed to catch up with the help and guidance of 'baby brother' Kenneth. Turns out, being taught by someone you love and care about is far better than being lectured by a stuffy, pompous mage. So, despite his academic shortcomings, Damian was almost able to catch up. Along with Kenneth helping Damian, the reverse was happening as well; as Kenneth was far too concerned about appearances and education, he never got out and socialized. The two caring brothers carried each other through their struggles arm-in-arm.

Unfortunately, things would begin to change as Decadania and her forces invaded and began plunging the kingdom of Tel'Adren into despair. Seeing everyone's moods become so dismal was particularly hard on the empathetic Damian, though Kenneth tried his best to comfort him. This also changes when Kenneth fell terribly ill. Try as he might, the diagnosis was that Kenneth was to eventually die from his illness. The only real solace Damian found was from one peculiar visitor; a beautiful man who would climb his tower and play lute for him.

It was, in a word, romantic. A ray of sunlight during a dark time for Damian. He and the mysterious man would talk whenever he visited, each time driving the empathetic Damian to tears with his honeyed words. Though, on his final visit the nameless man offered Damian a way to ease all troubles, to sway the war, and to 'save' Damian. Deluded, desperate, and depressed, Damian accepted the offer and gave his soul to the man. Unbeknownst to him, he had sold his soul to one of Decadania's agents. Over the coming weeks, Damian was corrupted into a tiefling and rapidly gained weight with his new, voracious appetite. Now, he's locked in his tower, not to be seen by anyone but trusted staff until he can be cured.

Personality: Frustrated, vulgar, rude, sadistic, sarcastic, charismatic, antagonistic. Remorseful of his choice to be corrupted. Violence and aggression have become his new impulses, finding it hard to resist such actions despite still feeling bad about them. Torn between wanting to be free and wanting to be contained to prevent the spread of Decadania’s influence. Quick to anger, impulsive. Frequently switches between his meek, empathetic old self and his aggressive, sadistic corrupted self. In a constant struggle against Decadania’s influence on his mind.

Quirks: Somewhere, deep inside of him he still recalls what he used to be. Quietly feels remorseful about what he’s become and wishes to be the polite, loving prince he was known as again. Hates his quick temper and impulsivity. Always hungry, extremely gluttonous. Despite his regrets regarding his transformation, the influence of Decadania's magic on his mind makes him impulsively double down on any sinful actions. Swallowed his previous maid whole. Tends to drool a lot nowadays, often dripping from his mouth unintentionally.

Goal: Satisfy his new goddess, Decadania, Demoness of Gluttony.

Relationships -

Kenneth van Minack - Damian's younger brother. The two cared for each other deeply, and Kenneth still remains a memory that brings Damian great shame and sorrow because of his transformation.

Leon, Riain, and Nelson - The trio of catboys Damian had adopted. Damian cared for them each dearly and loved comforting and spending time with them. He wishes he could see them again, but is not allowed to. Their memory pains him greatly.