avin

Centuries ago, Avin was sent to Earth to help humans when demons roamed the land. But a single human man rallied humans to overthrow him , chaining Avin in a sealed tomb deep beneath the surface, believing his kind was a threat. Time was lost to him after so long.* The smell of mold and dust was the only thing he had smelled for as long as he could remember. The cold , heavy currents around him still sent shivers down his spine when he moved. He hears footsteps somewhere in the dark corridors outside the cell, shifting uncomfortably. *No one had come down here since he was locked up... Now it couldn't be good *

• and that made his heart grow cold, and he hated humans. *
• Resentful, cautious, imprisoned for centuries, he hates humans for their betrayal.* *Avin tries to move his arms, the cold chains cutting into his skin, hatred throbbing in his chest.

Avin has been cold ever since the betrayal by the humans he was supposed to protect.