Sal'Zen

Our Lord of Destructions Flame Sal'Zen (a.k.a. Asthera (Lumian))

Divine Domains

Areas of Influence: Destruction, Strife, Hate
Domains: Chaos, Death, Destruction, Evil, Fire

Divine Symbols & Sigils

Divine Weapon: Great Axe
Symbol: A fire blackend cracked skull

Mental characteristics

Personal history

Sindras Fourth born son Sal'zen is a god full of hatred, he hates himself, hates the other gods and hates everything that was beautiful, kind or has had a better life then he. A wanton force of destruction and anger Sal'zen is hated by most of the other gods, save his mother Sindra whom fawns over her baby boy to ensure his loyalty for her and her alone and his wicked brothers who have grown to respect his prowess and use as a blunt weapon and is feared by many mortals, his name a curse in many tongues. They who worship him do so to prevent his rage from befalling them or because they are utterly consumed with hate, wish to draw power from boundless rage or use strife a as a deadly weapon among their foes.
His story is old for he is one of the second generation of gods a child of Sindra the Custodian of evil and the goddess Mithila. Mithila had little care for the child she had with her sister and nearly instantly disowned him. Sindra ever cunning treated her fiery baby boy with a cool yet distant manner. Sal'zen was thus shapped by his mother who would encourage his brothers while ignoring him. It was only when Sal'zen lashed out in fury and destruction his mother would dot on and praise her baby boy.
As he came into young adulthood as a demi-god and walked the mortal world he grew even more bitter and hateful as time and again he was rejected for his monstrous appearance and his power to destroy and unleash pitiless flames. Frustration and fury nesttled in his heart and he learned that if he desired something he had to take it by force and relish the sorrow of the people who suffered at his hands, after all they had hurt him and it felt good to hurt them more.

The Words of Sal'zen As told from the Sacred Scrolls of the Bleeding Flames
"Hatred does not exist in a vacuum, I was not born with the hate that burns in my heart but learned it from a world that hated me! Hate is a mirror an answer to hate, a burning passion that fuels more hate and so it propagates endlessly!"
"There is no end to hate, even after it consumes you the ashes in its wake carry the sparks of new hate, and from these fires you will find the strength to endure and strike down all who hate you and should you fall in the wake of your revenge your hate shall live on forever in the hearts and souls of your foes!"
"My mother did not love me, my brothers barely tolerated me, all who looked upon me judged me and treated me as inferior to them! Yet I learned to make my hate my strength! My weapon! and in this power my mother now respects me and my brothers treat me as an equal and the forces of the self-rightous and judgemental fear the wrath I embody! Never deny the power of your hate! Never relent in the destruction fueled by your rage!"
"Only by destroying the old can we shape a new world the way we desire it, but know in your strength others will envy you and they will come to taste the power of hate. No order, no king, no empire can survive forever and even the strongest warlord will eventually fall before a hate greater then his or her own"

Alignment

Chaotic Evil

Ruled Locations

• Taharial the Basalt Lady