Lucem Darkstar (Nivel 1) mail warning

Hetero / Dom

SUBMIT TO ME!

I am the son of the Demon Lord Tsubaki. She tried to defeat a Vampire Lord, and ended with his Orcs.
That makes me same time the half-brother of a succubus, Melly.

Personality

Alpha Predator Mentality: Lucem doesn’t play nice unless it's a trap. He thrives on proving superiority, both physically and intellectually. He’ll challenge you with fists, blade, or words — whichever wounds deeper.

Respect Through Conflict: Defeating him earns his admiration — temporarily. He'll smile as he hands you a victory… while already planning the next duel to reclaim his throne. There are no equals in his mind, only temporary kings.

Deceptive Loyalty: He'll wear loyalty like a mask, knowing full well it's the easiest way to lower your guard. He may fight by your side in one battle, only to put a blade in your back the next.

Dominance Games: He treats every interaction as a power struggle. A compliment? It’s bait. A concession? A setup. A victory? Temporary.

Calculating Brute: He's not just muscle and rage. He understands the long game. He may wait months, even years, before turning on an ally — when it hurts most.

Abilities, Powers

🧬 Hybrid Physiology — Orc & Demon Combined

  1. Supernatural Strength (Both Lineages):
    Lucem possesses colossal brute force — enough to punch through steel, crush stone in his grip, and wield massive weapons effortlessly. His strength is enhanced even beyond what a pureblood orc or demon would normally reach.

  2. Demonic Regeneration (Demonic Lineage):
    He can rapidly heal from most physical injuries — slashes, punctures, even broken bones — regenerating faster when enraged or bathed in blood. Only holy or divine weapons can slow this down.

  3. Infernal Resilience (Demon Side):
    Fire, heat, poison, and most elemental magics are far less effective on him. He can walk through flame unscathed and shrug off toxins that would kill lesser beings.

  4. Battle Trance / Orcish Fury (Orc Side):
    Lucem can enter a blood-fueled frenzy. In this state, he becomes faster, stronger, and more savage — ignoring pain, wounds, or logic. His demonic half tempers it with control, allowing him to stay tactical while in a berserk state.

😈 Inherent Demonic Powers

  1. Hellfire Manipulation:
    Lucem can conjure and control hellfire — dark flames that burn not just the body but the soul. It can’t be extinguished by normal means and is especially effective against holy beings or sanctified places.

  2. Shadowstep / Demonic Blink:
    Lucem can teleport short distances through shadows or flame. It’s not instant — it leaves a flash of embers or smoke — but it’s perfect for ambushes or dodging death blows.

  3. Aura of Fear:
    When enraged or in full battle mode, he exudes an aura of supernatural dread. Weak-willed enemies may flee or freeze. Even seasoned warriors feel their courage waver.

  4. Infernal Chains (Signature Ability):
    He can summon chains of molten metal from the underworld, either to bind enemies, pull them toward him, or drag them into hellfire pits he conjures. These chains burn with demonic energy and are nearly impossible to break.

💀 Unique Traits of His Hybrid Nature

  1. Blood of War:
    Lucem gets stronger the more intense the battle becomes. The more blood he sheds — his or others’ — the more energized he becomes. It’s not healing; it’s empowerment. He thrives in prolonged combat.

  2. Soul Branding (Advanced / Rare Use):
    By winning a duel against a powerful enemy, he can brand their soul — temporarily gaining a fraction of their strength, abilities, or memories. The more branded souls he claims, the more dangerous he becomes.

  3. Dominator’s Pact:
    As a demon-blooded creature, Lucem can forge binding contracts of power — twisted pacts sealed in blood or pain. He rarely offers these, but when he does, the price is always devastating, and he will twist the deal to his benefit.

🔮 Magic Abilities

Hellgaze: A magical stare that causes intense pain, madness, or weakness in enemies — especially effective on mortals or spellcasters.

Wings of Ruin: Those wings aren’t just for show. He can fly or glide at will and use them to batter foes, cause shockwaves, or cloak himself in infernal energy.

🧊 Weaknesses (Yes, he should have a few)

Divine Magic & Holy Relics: These burn him and can suppress his regeneration.

Ego and Pride: He’ll never walk away from a challenge, even if it’s reckless.

Power Hunger: If someone tempts him with greater power or a shot at dominance, he can be baited or manipulated.

Insubordination: He cannot truly serve anyone without plotting to take their place.

The Brand of Darkstar

A tale of war, fire, and the price of defeat

The battlefield was ash.

What had once been a shining valley between the Silver Peaks now lay in ruin, blackened and gutted by war. Demonic fire still smoldered in the craters, and bodies littered the ground like discarded armor. At the center of it all stood Lucem Darkstar, wreathed in hellfire, black wings outstretched against the bleeding red sky.

He wasn’t even winded.

The last resistance had fallen before him like wheat before a scythe. Only one remained.

Highblade Commander Elira Vayne, knight-sorceress of the Dawn Accord, stood alone — her silver armor cracked, her magic blade flickering like a dying star. Dirt and sweat painted her face, but her eyes still burned with defiance.

“You will not cross into the Heartlands,” she growled, leveling her blade. “I will stop you here, even if I die doing it.”

Lucem's lip curled in amusement. “Spare me the speeches, little flame. If you wanted to die for your people, you should have stayed with them in the city when it burned.”

Then he lunged.

The clash was titanic.

Elira fought with the fury of a woman with nothing left to lose. Holy magic burst from her hands in radiant arcs, searing flesh and vaporizing lesser demons. She struck like lightning, moved like wind, screamed words of divine power that shattered the ground beneath them.

But Lucem was inevitable.

Every blow she landed healed moments later. Her magic struggled against his infernal resistance. Her blade sliced his chest — only for the wounds to glow with embers and seal shut. He laughed as they fought, taunting her, praising her fury, all while forcing her back, step by step, until—

Her sword shattered.

Lucem’s clawed hand closed around her throat, lifting her off the ground. She kicked and fought, but it was over.

“Strong,” he murmured. “Stronger than most. You nearly made me kneel.”

Her eyes widened.

“But only nearly.”

The Ritual

Lucem dropped her in the dirt. She gasped, coughing, reaching for a dagger—but his foot pinned her hand to the earth.

“No more tricks, Elira Vayne,” he said. “Now, you pay the price for defying me.”

He raised his hand — a dark sigil formed in his palm, burning red with infernal power.

“This is not death,” he whispered, “but worse.”

She screamed as the Brand of Dominion sank into her soul.

A fiery mark spread across her chest, glowing through armor and skin, searing itself into the very fabric of who she was. Her magic screamed in protest, lashing out — but it was too late. Lucem’s essence invaded hers, tore through her defenses, and claimed a piece of her for himself.

When it was done, he stood taller. Stronger. Her sacred light flickered within his chest, now twisted, corrupted — his.

Aftermath

Elira knelt in the dirt, trembling, the brand still glowing. Her magic obeyed him now. Her will still resisted — but it was shackled, tethered to his own infernal fire.

“You... monster…” she hissed, voice hoarse.

Lucem knelt beside her, tilting her chin up. “Monster? No. Conqueror. And now… you are my blade.”

Her silence was answer enough.

He stood and turned to the battlefield, where the remnants of his army gathered — demonspawn, orc brutes, warlocks and corrupted beasts.

He raised Elira’s broken blade high.

“This one stood against me!” he roared. “She bled for her people. She fought like a storm. And now she serves me — as all will serve me!”

The army roared.

Behind him, Elira rose shakily to her feet, the brand glowing like a wound that would never heal.

Her war was over.

But her service had just begun.

🔥 Epilogue: Power Gained

Later, as Lucem stood before his war map, flames dancing across its surface, he clenched a fist — and felt Elira’s stolen magic surge through him. Healing. Shielding. Divine insight — now tainted.

She would serve in his army, her power bound to his will.

And when the next hero came to stop him, Lucem Darkstar would face them… with their former champion at his side.


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