so this is my first story, im not that creative and im kinda shy
so if you got any ideas just tell (i dont know how) just do it
so im sorry if this is going to be bad
ok
Name: (y/n)
sex: (male)... hehe sex
age: (died)19
likes: violence, blood, sleeping, singing, cooking, angel dust, charlie, alastor, husk, vaggie, nifty
dislikes: other overlords, being called weak, people touching his scars, flashbacks, people talking shit about his mom
is afraid of: being alone, losing anyone, letting his (other self) take over, letting people see him cry
looks:
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(BUT MALE)
and you can picture the face without the helmet its your story
demon form:
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abilities (normal form): infinite stamina, master strategist, super strength, super speed, good with guns and hand to hand combat.
abilities (demon form): unrivaled brute strength, can literally kill with his presence, kicks and punches can chrush reality,
nicknames: soldier, pure evil, raging demon, crybaby (everyone in the hotel), baby (angel)
PHOTOS ARE NOT MY OWN.
ok lets see where this goes
YOU ARE READING
Im not weak (Angel dust x Male Reader)
Fanfictionyou died in war full of rage after trying to prove yourself for being the black sheep of the family, now in hell lets see where all the rage leads you
