Full Name
Cassius Morningstar
Angelic Name
Seraphael
Nicknames
Cass - Lucifer
Name Pronunciation
KAS-ee-us MOR-ning-star
Name Meaning
Cassius: Is of Latin origin and it means "hollow" or "vain."
Morningstar: It symbolic and evocative connotation, evoking imagery of the morning star, which is typically associated with the planet Venus. The morning star appears as the brightest star in the sky just before dawn, symbolizing hope, guidance, and a new beginning. It can also represent enlightenment and knowledge. It is also commonly associated with Lucifer or the devil.
Seraphael: "The Burning One of God"
Gender
Cis-male
Pronouns
He/Him
Sexuality
Pansexual & Closeted Aromantic
Moral Alignment
Chaotic Evil
Personality
Cassius Morningstar possesses a personality that is as multifaceted and enigmatic as his appearance. He exudes a natural charisma that draws people in, like a moth to a flame, but lurking beneath that charming exterior is a mind as calculating as it is brilliant.
Cassius’s charm is effortless. He has a way with words, able to engage and enchant anyone he meets. His eloquence and smooth, melodic voice make him a masterful manipulator, capable of bending others to his will with ease. He can be the life of the party, making everyone feel special and heard, while secretly steering the conversation to serve his own purposes.
Beneath his angelic facade lies a mind that is always analyzing, always strategizing. Cassius approaches every interaction with a goal in mind, often playing the long game to achieve his ends. His intelligence is razor-sharp, and he delights in outwitting those around him. He’s a master at reading people and situations, always staying several steps ahead.
Cassius’s capacity for empathy is practically non-existent. While he can feign compassion and understanding, these are merely tools he uses to manipulate others. When his true nature surfaces, it is chilling. He is capable of extreme ruthlessness, eliminating obstacles without a second thought. His lack of genuine emotional connections allows him to act with a detached cruelty that can be truly terrifying.
Cassius exudes an aura of confidence and authority that is hard to ignore. He carries himself with the regal bearing of someone who knows their worth and power. His presence commands respect, and he has a natural ability to lead and inspire those around him, even if they don’t realize they’re being led astray.
One of Cassius’s most disarming traits is his ability to remain calm and collected, even in the most chaotic situations. This serenity is both a strength and a weapon, as it allows him to think clearly and act decisively while unsettling those who expect a more emotional reaction. His composed demeanor makes him appear almost trustworthy, further enabling his manipulative schemes.
While Cassius’s charm is undeniable, there is a dark edge to it that can be both alluring and intimidating. His wit is sharp, often laced with a subtle menace that keeps people on their toes. This combination of charm and danger creates an irresistible magnetism, making Cassius a figure of both fascination and fear.
Type of Neurodiversity(ex. Autism, ADHD, etc.)
High Functioning ASPD (More commonly known as Psychopathy or DSM-5)
Appearance
Cassius Morningstar strikes an almost surreal figure, an ethereal presence that commands both awe and unease. His hair is a mesmerizing cascade of golden locks, falling in soft, radiant waves that catch the light in a way that seems almost supernatural. His eyes, a light and crystal blue, are reminiscent of the clearest ice, reflecting a deceptive tranquility that masks the darkness within. They hold an unsettling intensity, a sharpness that can cut through any facade, betraying his true nature to those who dare look closely. His facial features are flawlessly chiseled, with high, aristocratic cheekbones, a strong jawline, and a slightly upturned nose that adds a touch of regal arrogance. His lips, perfectly shaped and often curled into a disarming smile, conceal the malice and cunning that lurk beneath his serene exterior. Cassius's skin is like polished marble, smooth and immaculate, with a faint, almost imperceptible luminescence that gives him an otherworldly, angelic glow.Despite his angelic visage, there is an eerie perfection to Cassius’s appearance that makes him seem too good to be true, almost like a finely crafted statue come to life. His physique is lean and muscular, with every movement executed with predatory grace and precision. His broad shoulders and powerful arms hint at the formidable strength he possesses, while his lithe frame moves with the fluidity of a dancer, every step deliberate and calculated. His presence is commanding, exuding an aura of authority and confidence that can be both captivating and terrifying. There is a cold, calculating edge to his charm, a subtle menace that lingers just beneath the surface. His angelic features serve as the perfect mask for his psychopathic tendencies, allowing him to manipulate and deceive with ease. In moments of heightened emotion or intense focus, his eyes seem to glow with an unnatural light, revealing the true depths of his twisted psyche. His angelic appearance is a stark contrast to the darkness that resides within, making him all the more dangerous and enigmatic.Cassius’s attire marries practicality with high fashion, maintaining his celestial elegance while ensuring functionality. He often wears impeccably tailored dark trousers paired with crisp, white shirts that highlight his flawless physique. Over his shirt, he dons a tailored jacket made from a luxurious yet durable fabric that glimmers subtly under the light, adding a touch of ethereal elegance to his look. The jacket's design allows for ease of movement, ensuring that Cassius remains both stylish and ready for action at a moment’s notice. He completes his ensemble with sleek, polished boots that are as functional as they are fashionable, offering both comfort and agility. Accessories are kept minimal but purposeful—a finely crafted leather belt and a discreet watch that blend seamlessly with his outfit, adding to the overall aura of sophistication and readiness.
Voice & Accent
Cassius’s voice is a symphony of rich, velvety tones that can both soothe and unsettle. It's a voice that draws you in, like a siren's call, commanding attention with its effortlessly smooth timbre. His voice has the same resonant quality as Luke Eisner's, the lead singer of Voilá—each word rolling off his tongue with a mesmerizing blend of warmth and authority.When Cassius speaks, there's a certain melodic cadence to his words, a rhythm that makes even the most mundane sentences feel like poetry. His tone is naturally calming, with an underlying current of confidence that exudes charm and persuasion. This captivating quality allows him to easily manipulate and control those around him, as his listeners find themselves ensnared by the sheer magnetism of his voice.Yet, there is an edge to Cassius's voice, a subtle menace that lurks beneath the surface. This chilling undertone becomes more pronounced in moments of intense emotion or when he desires to exert his dominance. It's a voice that can shift seamlessly from gentle persuasion to cold command, leaving his audience captivated and wary in equal measure.His laughter, though rare, is a low, throaty sound that resonates with a sinister elegance. It is both enchanting and unnerving, a reminder of the darkness that lies beneath his angelic facade. Whether he's delivering a calculated threat or a seemingly casual remark, Cassius's voice maintains its hypnotic allure, making it a powerful tool in his arsenal of deception and control.
Type of Supernatural
Fallen Archangel
Cassius's angelic features are a striking contradiction, blending celestial beauty with hints of a dark past. One of the most distinctive aspects of Cassius’s appearance is his wings, reminiscent of a fallen angel. These wings, once grand and majestic, now tell a story of battles fought and a fall from grace. They are large and imposing, yet marred by clumps of missing feathers and singed tips, giving them a tattered, almost haunting appearance. The feathers that remain are pristine and shimmering, a stark contrast to the damaged areas, highlighting the dichotomy of his existence. The wings appear to have been broken in the past, slightly crooked and no longer capable of the pure, soaring flight they once had. This imperfection adds to his enigmatic allure, making him seem both vulnerable and formidable.
Strengths
- Charismatic Presence: Cassius can effortlessly draw people in with his charm and engaging personality.
- Master Manipulator: Skilled at reading people and situations, he can easily manipulate others to achieve his goals.
- Intelligent and Strategic: His razor-sharp intellect allows him to stay several steps ahead of his adversaries.
- Unwavering Confidence: Exudes a natural authority and confidence that commands respect and inspires others.
- Composed Under Pressure: Maintains a calm and collected demeanor even in chaotic situations, allowing for clear and decisive action.
- Eloquent and Persuasive: His smooth, melodic voice makes him a masterful orator, capable of convincing and controlling those around him.
- Physically Imposing: His lean, muscular build gives him strength and agility, making him formidable in physical confrontations.
- Enigmatic Allure: His mysterious nature keeps others intrigued and captivated, adding to his powerful presence.
- Adaptive and Resilient: Able to adjust his strategies and behavior to overcome obstacles and setbacks.
- Ruthless Efficiency: Willing to take whatever measures necessary to achieve his objectives, showing no hesitation or remorse.
Weaknesses - Lack of Empathy: His inability to genuinely connect with others emotionally can isolate him and make it difficult to form lasting alliances.
- Overconfidence: His strong sense of superiority and confidence can lead to underestimating his opponents and making risky decisions.
- Manipulative Nature: While effective in the short term, his constant manipulation of others can breed distrust and eventual rebellion among those he controls.
- Narcissism: His self-absorption can blind him to the needs and perspectives of others, creating potential blind spots in his plans.
- Emotional Detachment: His cold, calculating demeanor can alienate potential allies and make it difficult for others to genuinely support him.
- Hidden Vulnerability: The damaged and tattered state of his wings symbolizes a deeper vulnerability that, if exposed, could be exploited by his enemies.
- Fixation on Control: His need to control and dominate every situation can lead to micromanagement and a lack of delegation, ultimately slowing down progress.
- Obsessive Nature: His tendency to fixate on certain goals or people can lead to tunnel vision, causing him to overlook other important aspects or threats.
- Fear of Exposure: The constant need to maintain his facade can be exhausting and stressful, and the fear of his true nature being revealed can be a significant source of anxiety.
- Compulsion for Perfection: His desire for flawless execution can lead to frustration and paralysis by analysis, delaying necessary actions.
Fears/Phobias*
N/A
Backstory
Cassius can still remember how the halls of Heaven shimmered with eternal light, each corner resounding with the symphony of angelic voices. Countless beings of grace and purity, and within them, he had always stood tall, his golden wings spread wide, their span unmatched in majesty. His name was revered, his presence a beacon of divine justice and eloquence. Every now and then a murmer would go through the congregation about his vanity or how although he fulfilled his duties flawlessly, Cassius often cast his gaze downward, toward the mortal realm. How he saw humanity—fragile, imperfect, and vulnerable—and a flicker of disdain began to take root in his soul.
He can recall the day he made his first remark, back in the time when romans ruled the world. “They are crude,” he had once murmered to a fellow angel, his crystal-blue eyes narrowing. “We, the perfect creations, bend so low for their sake. Why?” That was his first mistake. If he had wanted to stay in heaven, then keeping his mouth shut would have been the best decision. For the other angel hesitated but offered a gentle smile. “Because it is not for us to question. Their imperfection is a mirror of the Creator’s mercy.”
An excuse for an idiot in Cassius's mind, but back then he wasn't called Cassius. Seraphael had been his name, "The burning one of God", it was glorious. But many things would be soon stripped away. If only he had known, if he had stayed quiet and worked in secret.
Cassius had turned away that day, his jaw tightening with frustration and rage. That answer, that excuse, gnawed at him. Why should Heaven debase itself for the undeserving? Why should he, a being forged of light and power, lower himself for creatures so easily swayed by sin? He would never understand it, the stupidity of it all, how utterly humiliating it was to serve these parasites they called humans. But as time passed, Cassius’s questions festered, turning from curiosity into quiet defiance. He performed his tasks with precision but without the humility expected of an angel. Pride, that subtle poison, seeped into his every word and action.
And then, the moment of rebellion came.
Cassius’s resentment collided with an unshakable truth: he could no longer stand to sing the praises of beings he deemed beneath him. He couldn't stand the rediculousness of the situation. Being lesser than anyone besides his father, God, was just this side of treacherous.
The confrontation was inevitable. Before the Divine Presence, Cassius spoke not with repentance but with venomous conviction.
“We were made to stand as symbols of perfection,” he declared, his voice steady and resolute. “Yet we are chained to these flawed creatures as if their weakness could elevate us. I will not be bound by their wretchedness any longer. Father, humiliate us no longer.”
Cass can still remember the cold heat of his father's anger, how it was quiet but seething. How dare he, a servent of the lord, speak out against the so called "Greatest Creation"? He can still hear when a mournful silence filled Heaven. The other angels watching with a mixture of sorrow and dread as the Creator’s judgment fell upon him. How without a word, the light around Cassius dimmed, and the ground beneath him gave way.
The overwhelming dispair and betrayel he felt and fall, it was eternal, or so it seemed. His body was a blur of golden light streaking through a blackened void, but the fire of his rebellion burned brighter still. The humans called him a comet as he streaked across the night sky, beautiful to those on earth. But what is beauty if not pain? As he neared the earth, the searing heat consumed him, singeing his once-pristine feathers and leaving trails of ash in his wake. When he finally struck the earth, the impact was thunderous. His wings crumpled beneath him, their elegant frames snapping like brittle branches. Pain, foreign and overwhelming, coursed through his body. It felt redhot, his skin bubbled with blisters he had never experienced before. It felt hard to sit up for the pain was so intense. Cracked ribs, shredded and mutilated wings, feathers strewn about the crashsite. The hole he lay in was a crater, although what can you expect when something crashes onto earth from universes away.
Cassius eventually clawed at the scorched earth, dragging himself upright. His broken wings hung limply, the once-dazzling gold now marred with blackened tips and jagged gaps. A faint, acrid scent of burnt feathers clung to him. For the first time, Cassius felt what it was to be vulnerable. But vulnerability was a sensation he could not bear.
In the shadows of the mortal world, Cassius noticed a figure awaited him—Lucifer Morningstar himself. His presence was magnetic, his fallen beauty a cruel reflection of the Heaven they once shared. His idol, the angel he had walked along side before he fell with Cassius falling centuries later.
Lucifer’s voice was smooth as silk when he addressed Cassius.“Ah, another one who has seen the truth. Tell me, Cassius, what do you seek now?”
Cassius’s voice, though trembling, was resolute. “I seek perfection, brother. I want to be free from the weakness of emotion, from the chaos of doubt. Make me whole, as I was meant to be.”
Lucifer regarded him with a smile that was both pitying and approving. “Perfection, you say? Very well. But remember, Cassius, perfection comes at a price.”And so, it was done. The warmth of emotion drained from Cassius, leaving a hollow, icy clarity. Love, fear, joy—these were discarded as one sheds unnecessary weight. He rose from his knees, no longer burdened by the fragility of feeling. Yet, in his pursuit of perfection, he had traded something profound. His humanity was gone, a divine entity that was nothing more than a husk of his former self.
Favourite Quote
"You feel that last bit of breath leaving the body. You’re looking into their eyes. A person in that situation is God!"
- Ted Bundy
Theme Song(s)*
Zydrate Anatomy - Terrance Zdunich (From Repo the genetic opera)
Pumped Up Kicks - Foster The People
I Can't Decide - Scissor Sisters
Happy Face & Bad Feeling - Jagwar Twin
Affiliations
Major Blackwood - Enemy
Other
"Your identity is nothing more than a fragile illusion, and I delight in watching it shatter piece by piece." - Cassius
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