@infernal-general

Independent, canon divergent, Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss original character with years of accumulated lore & a little redesign. OC, crossover, alternative universe friendly.
+18 only, disturbing themes presentScorched by Jasmine / she-her / +21

Vatican's Viper
Hell's Dragon

📜..Rules..

+18 only & triggers.
This blog (just like all of mine) is +18 to interact with, to follow due to me being +21 and the tons of heavy themes (such as torture, murder, graphic injuries) portrayed. I will not write ships with underage muses, pedophilia, incest, noncon, sexual assault in detail. I don’t require any subject tagged, I will always read everyone’s rules and will tag everyone’s listed triggers because I’m not an ass.Canon divergence.
I have been writing General Rozália Véghváry since 2021, as the General in charge of the defense-offense against the yearly exterminations with her army since her death in 1849, for 175 years.

And I have no intention of changing that.
This post goes further into details about divergences, which you might would like to read vefore following/following back. If this isn't your cup of tea/don't like the concept; totally okay, no hard feelings at all.About the fandom.
I'm aware that it's not always sunshine and rainbows, I don't wish to be involved in shipping drama, ship discourse, excessive criticism to the point it turns to mindless hatred. Blogs dedicated to simply hating either shows will be blocked. I simply want to have fun, write, make friends in the process, not to be dragged into anything like that.Following, selectivity.
As stated already, I will only follow blogs whose muns are +18 for my own comfort and I don’t want anyone underage following me either, it’s not me keeping you from the ‘fun’, trust me years flow by and I’m not going anywhere. I’m selective and prefer to be mutuals with my writing partners/friends. I’m not strictly mutuals only, anyone can send in asks or message me.
I don’t mind personal blogs following me if they are +18. Please do not reblog threads, aesthetics which aren’t made by me. However, I’m perfectly okay with my stories, moodboards being reblogged and they mostly have their own tag starting with: alright/encouraged to like and/or reblog.Faceclaims
Rozália has both an animated (Witchblade) and irl (Eva Green, mostly from 300) faceclaim, I will use whichever accommodates to your muse(s)' faceclaim.Basics.
The same thing you probably read 2693 times on every blog: don’t push me for replies (polite reminders are fine) don’t be a dick ooc, don’t control my characters’ actions, instead let’s plot fight scenes out. However it is alright to assume certain little actions to keep the story going, I'm not a hardass when it comes to this and if you're uncertain feel free to ask.
Pls reblog memes from the source if you don't send one in.
Muse ≠ mun. I am also open to writing 'problematic relationships' which does not mean I support it the slightest. Every ship is in its own separate universe, unless discussed otherwise.
I have Discord too, if we are mutuals feel free to ask for it.Personal preferences.
I REALLY don’t have time for petty drama as I’m here to relax, have fun, make friends, etc. If you don’t wish to interact with me, hardblock instead of softblock because Tumblr is buggy and I might think you unfollowed me by accident and refollow. So to prevent that happening, hardblock please.
I will also not interact if you are racist, TERF, sexist, homophobic, anti-sex work; portray pedophilia/rape/sexual abuse in a positive light, even if it’s fictional. The weight of Rozália's actions are fully acknowledged & I'm not excusing them in any way.Interactions & shipping.
I usually tend to follow first, meaning I absolutely would love to write with you. I like plotting either on Tumblr or on Discord, whichever is more comfortable for you. You can send in as many memes as you want, there is no limit; don't feel bad for throwing them at me! I also turn most memes into threads, unless you state in your rules you don't like that. I'm likely to tag you in random starters when inspiration hits me, feel free to do the same. Both plotted and improvised storylines are fine by me! Unplotted, random asks/thoughts: my special way of showing love, if the chemistry between our muses are sizzling I send nonsense, crack, angst to test their relationship further.
Rozália might be difficult, but that definitely doesn’t mean it’s off the table. Quite the opposite. I am absolutely down to plot established relationships, definitely not limited to romantic ones I LOVE ships, if there's mutual sizzle I will ship them 100%. This means I will send you stuff which makes me think of them, development, ship name, headcanon rains. But I will be quite shy telling you I wanna ship our muses, only carefully dropping hints. I am down to write toxic/abusive/manipulative/ twisted relationships. This definitely doesn't mean I support/excuse them in any way. Since I am +21, along with Rozy, NSFW/smut/kinky times/suggestive situations are more than accepted. I'm not just looking for romantic ships: rivals with or without benefits, friends, friends of circumstance, enemies, frenemies, 'colleagues'; any type of relationship/dynamic is welcomed to plot!! I also have an interest tracker to possibly make things easier.Mobile bound.
I'm on mobile 99% of the time, only visiting desktop site when I can't find, but want to read someone else's rules. I have very severe dyscalculia (even basic elementary school maths causes problems), therefore I cannot cut posts traditionally BUT I found a way to do so. My icons are also somewhat uneven sized, I use free editable docs, carrds, themes and dividers as an effort to make things look nice.
I also know little to nothing about different editors, beta this legacy that, I really don't care what kind of editor do you use and I don't know what editor I'm using. Yes, I'm a dumbass.About me.
Thanks for making this far, I swear I’m not as harsh as these rules might paint me to be. I’m Jasmine, +21, she/her. I’m a history freak which will definitely show itself ^^ Besides writing, I also love painting, playing Wild Rift and dancing. I have a demanding job + too many blogs, so I cannot be online 0-24. I have anxiety, epilepsy, depression & probably ADHD and a few other nice conditions but I’m doing my best to not let those have a too serious impact on me. At first I’m shy, but in a few messages I will warm up and send plot ideas, memes, inside jokes about our threads, etc. I am an impulsive writer, meaning I don’t respond to threads timewise but whichever story causes me the most hype, because I don’t want to force a reply out of myself which feels forced/lacking that special spice. If you’re interested writing with me, feel free to hop in my messages 💖

𖤐..About..𖤐

Full name: Rozália Bianka Véghváry
Alias(es): Viper, General, Doom Duelist, the Unkillable
Birth date: 7th November, 1820
Death date: 27th April, 1849; at the age of 28
Overall age: 204 years
Species: Host/Wielder of the Hellfire, dragonlike physical traits. Second Horseman of The Apocalypse
Gender: Female
Ethnicity: Hungarian
Orientation: Bisexual with female lean
Zodiac: Scorpio
Occupation: In charge of organizing the defense offense tactics on Extermination Day, damage control after the Day; Commander of the Phoenix Legion (quick-response light cavalry legion) in times of war, unofficial leader of the renovated revolutionized Military District.
Side jobs: bodyguard, when she has the patience fencing instructor, cage fighter, dancer
Spoken languages: Hungarian, English, Latin, Spanish, Italian
Understands: German and few demonic dialects, mostly from Wrath
Singing voice claim: Doro PeschFamily/relatives:
Attila Véghváry; father: ex Hunter, ex general; now an Exterminator; deceased
Lauretta Véghváry; mother: unaware that she's sinner in Hell due to the deal
Raia; ancestor: @lightningdamned from queen to history's most dangerous double if not triple crosser ruthless sociopath
Karma; cousin: @deathshadowed gunslinger, headhunter in Wrath, the only sane one in this family
Cindy Flame; descendant: @phoenixborn cosmic little shitPHYSICAL .
Faceclaim: Witchblade from Top Cow
Irl faceclaim: Eva Green from 300
Eyes: Vivid crimson sometimes seeping into the otherwise white sclera, slit serpentine pupils | after 2025 Extermination: pure emerald green tint surrounding the pupils, the rest of the iris still crimson red
Hair: 3 feet hip length hair usually kept in a tight braid running down her back; endless waves when she lets it down
Height & weight: 8'5 feet (not counting the horns) & around 350 lbs / 260 cm & around 160 kg
Built: Perfectly sculpted. Broad shoulders, crafted back, chiseled abs, iron thighs, wide chest well padded with muscle.
Dominant hand: Ambidextrous
Scars: Vertical jagged at her navel, large scar on the right side of her chest above breast, thin crescent moon around the left side of her neck, bullet entry wound on left forehead, slightly raised vertical scar tissue just above her heart; many more.
Wardrobe: Old fashioned with a modern twist. Shirts silently screaming 19th century along with handmade (not by her) embroidery of Hungarian culture. Anything that makes a statement but also practical if the situation suddenly wishes so. Never seen without her swordbelt or the garnet half shoulder cape
Notable traits
Horns: sturdy base, armored texture, slight horizontal extension before an angled curve. From the curve to the tip roughly foot long, the last 10 inches are a sharp blade, angled 30° forwards instead of pointing upwards.
Feet: her feet are covered by metallic plates with openings to allow flexibility. She has three clawed toes and spike-like support her weight & for balance coming out of her heels
Faint scales: most notably on shoulders, clavicles, thighs and shins. They are barely noticeable and not covering her whole body, only giving some areas a rougher feel. They glint in faint golden when light falls in a specific angle, they gain an aggressive orange coloring when she's angry, some appearing on her cheekbones and sides of her face.
Lightning strike scar: an indicator for each soldier lost, it grows, extends more across her back from left shoulder each year. Extension cause her both physical and mental pain as it serves a reminder of a lost friend, of her failure to protect them. The scar has a faint orange glow.
Tongue: slightly forked, thick, approximately nine inch long tongue hidden in her maw
Claws: long & sharp, but unlike the skin surrounding them, they both look and feel metallic, just like her feet with the difference that they are smooth.
Forearms: like her arms were dipped into ash, the color clings to her skin, traveling upwards with each blessed weapon inflicted wound, a state of her soul. Veins glow fiery orange within the ashen parts, thrumming wildly with the cursed power coursing through her.MENTALAlignment: Lawful neutral
MBTI: ENTJ-A / The Commander
Mental illness(es): complex post-traumatic stress disorder, suicidal ideation, paranoia, split personality disorderPERSONALITY
Calculative, observant, always on guard, quick witted and sometimes unapologetically arrogant. Rozália fully lives up to her General title, she is stoic with a silent, commanding aura around her. Despite being in Hell, her manners are intact, most of the time it takes a lot to crack the mask. Despite her seemingly unapproachable demeanor, she is actually a pleasant company, given by the date of her death (1849), she has tons of stories to tell and a lot of experience. Once past her first wall of defense, her true personality slowly begins to shine through the ruins: she’s competitive, passionate and extremely protective. The layers of her fears and existential crisis are very well hidden behind her confidence and charisma, only her most trusted friends can catch a glimpse of her insecurities. Her hesitation before entering a conflict is not to be confused with cowardice, she's brave, but not stupidly so. Unless forced to, she prefers to observe the situation and/or the opponent before the fight. The repressed, pent up aggression shows mostly in the lightning war of Extermination Days, always at the frontline, creative Hungarian curses shouted either in annoyance or in a thrill of a minor victory. Her nickname Doom Duelist is well deserved and she's quick & efficient to prove wrong anyone challenging that title too offensively.WEAPONRYTwin hussar swords: One of them radiates heat from its crimson blade with Hellfire channeled into the weapon, while the other glowing white with searing blessings carved into it. She has many decades of practice under her belt, she is fast, efficient and deadly without a millisecond of hesitation.Recurve bow: used for sniping. The bow is 4.5 feet tall (not counting the hidden blades at the ends), she is the only one from the legion who can even use or shoot multiple times with this bow because of the amount of arm & back strength needed to pull back the string AND hold it steady. It also has a tiny scope above the grip which can be flipped out in case of using it very long range. The quiver of hellfire infused arrows is strapped to her right thigh; she is ambidextrous but prefers to handle this weapon with her right.Five special daggers: Their grip is infused with her hellfire, therefore she is able to control the blades with her mind; faint crimson trails show the daggers' path.Her own body: Despite her height, Rozália is the perfect combination of speed, strength and flexibility. She's versatile, faster than lightning, ruthless and skilled. She has maximum control over her body and movements, that’s how she’s capable of the infamous Guyver kick and other difficult, extravagant kicks. Due to experience, her movement prediction is accurate, most of the time. She prefers to fight with honor, but enjoys inflicting painful, crippling wounds such as an elbow or knee break, even if it is not necessary for the victory.The crucial weakness
The accident happened in the army's early years, Rozália was half transformed and inconsolable with a blessed spear with ridges lodged deep in her abdomen. Her men came to the decision to inject leftover horse tranquilizer from 1848. Knocking her out took two full and a half doses. Because she was between forms, it caused irreversible intolerance to every kind of drug, poison, venom, alcohol, substance. Even the smallest sip has the effect as if she drank the whole bottle. Such weakness in Pride multiplies every risk factor possible.

🐉..Lore..🇭🇺

...................ORIGINS ....................Attila Véghváry was a descendant of warriors who protected Hungary throughout the Ottoman period of history, to be able to live up to his ancestors he joined to serve the Vatican as a Hunter. He had fallen in love with a half Italian, half Hungarian woman named Lauretta, charmed by her ethereal beauty and kindness. His desire to have children, to continue his name bathed in blood was grand, after the wedding they tried, struggled with the task; without success. Lauretta was terrified upon her husband's devastation, fearing he will throw her away, back into the clutches of her father and that was a fate she desperately wanted to avoid. So she prayed, begged for a miracle, yet still nothing happened. In her despair and distress, she turned to a darker force which answered eagerly; she had made a deal: she will be able to successfully bear a child, but the child will serve Hell after his or her death.
Rozália was born in 1818 and Lauretta was gnawed by guilt from her first cry for air; yet she found herself unable to tell anyone in fear of harm. Even though she couldn't give him a boy, Attila was thrilled to have her and began teaching as soon as possible, treating her as a son. The child was named after the forgotten Queen Rozália Klára Véghváry of Hungary, who returned from exile and freed the nation from the Habsburg rule for three decades. He was a harsh teacher with little to no reward to pay off the hard work, if he couldn't have a son then his daughter must live up to the Queen's impossible feats she was named after and Rozália soon learned she has to fight for her father's love and praise. Neither ever came....................HUNTER ....................It was no question that she will join her father in the quest of banishing evil, Attila couldn't bear to give his only offspring in the hands of Nuns. To everyone's greatest surprise, the young girl proved to be more capable than most of the men, including her own father: fast, fearless, fatal, brutal yet still a tactician. Aside from utilizing the available arsenal of weapons, she favored hussar swords above everything with her unique twist: she wielded twin blades, surviving insane stunts, already earning the Viper alias. Rozália only saw the creatures as obstacles between her father's love and well deserved recognition. She never really believed the preachings, she hasn't come to do God's work but to seek her own glory, to carve her own path.
Whenever she could visit her mother, Loretta started to worry upon listening to Attila's tales of how efficient their daughter was, instead she saw it as a sign that the devil had already begun his work with her violent personality. As a solution when she was home, she turned her attention towards arts and found out her thirst, passion and talent for dancing. Loretta had given her all the love she could in hope it would provide a tiny compensation for Attila's harsh ways. She didn't condemn nor stood in the way of her hunt for the so-called satanic creatures in hope that will somehow lessen or even lift the curse she had bestowed on her before she was born.
Rozália never truly fought for the Vatican, for Heaven, resentment against everything they preached welled quickly and unstoppable due to their treatment sometimes bordering on torture. Her father only watched, which finally snuffed out any desire to make that man proud. It happened once, one time she didn't bring the creature's head with her, a creature that killed a dozen trained assassins and she needed a restock on weapons. Yet they marked it as a failure. This time her grip was iron on the edge of the holy water filled stone basin they tried to force her head into. She slaughtered everyone in the church, hoping the message was more than enough. It wasn't. Therefore the Viper decided to cut down the head of the other snake, it took her months and many bodies to slash through but she succeeded at last: she killed the Pope in January 1848....................HUSSAR ....................
The 1848 revolutionary war swept through the country like a wildfire, Rozália, still riding the high of bloodlust when received the news of her father dying in a battle. Her first thought was anger mixed disappointment: it should've been her to kill him. Days ticked by and a need, a possibility of having true purpose awakened, a mere thought morphing into a need. To protect their country, just like their ancestors did. Her talents shone brilliantly on the battlefields and despite being a woman, she climbed ranks in lightning speed and the title General was given to her along with her father's legion of hussars, the Főnix Légió (Phoenix Legion). Her horse, Vihar (Storm) was a wild, aggressive mare from the Herd Lipizza, since they couldn’t get her to accept any of the stallions, they wanted to get rid of the nuisance but Rozália has had other plans and stole the horse from the Habsburg guarded stall. They understood each other from the very beginning, they moved together as one. Vihar was as quick and strong as if she was a stallion along with her rider. The name General Véghváry was associated with bravery, power and true Hungarian virtue. She often utilized the tactics of ancient battles like barrage of arrows when they were 'fleeing’, used the environment to her advantage, quick, devastating strikes usually at the enemy flanks then disappearing into the thin air.
She knew her army well, keeping many personal relations since most of the soldiers were almost still children. Strangely, no one ever questioned her command and the legion moved, fought as one.
The greatest heroes are designated to fall. Her mistake was that she believed fighting for their country, defending it from the Habsburg’s rule unified everyone and didn’t take betrayal into consideration. The legion was crossing the mountains of Vértes, advancing into uncertain territory when the ambush happened. Rozália knew they are all going to perish, they were in a valley, no space to utilize the hussar tactic, so she set Vihar free and issued one last command: die as heroes. So they fought like caged wild animals but the Habsburg army had the numerical superiority along with the element of surprise. Rozália watched her men, her friends slaughtered, executed the remaining survivors. Even at the door of death, bleeding from numerous wounds she stood defiant and unmoving, refusing to beg or kneel in front of the enemy general. Swords pierced her body, more than she can or want to remember, pinned standing like a grotesque sculpture of glory. Life left her body and sealed the deal....................HELLFIRE ....................
The ground cracked beneath her body, the flames of Hell itself soaring into the woman, resurrecting and dragging her under; confused, in anguish and most importantly: furious.
Unbeknownst to her, Loretta had written a diary she kept locked away, detailing why she accepted such an offer, her sincere apologies and asking for forgiveness for bringing a cursed child to life.
Hell was not how she had imagined, sure, there was chaos but behind the mayhem, it was organized. She was quick to learn what her purpose would be, evacuate and protect the demons when Extermination Day struck. Because of her strategic thinking, almost ironically cool head in decisions and talent in swordfight, she was given one of legions, to her greatest surprise, her own deceased army. The reunion was bittersweet, she did not want any of her soldiers to end up in Hell but she quickly figured out she has no say in matters like these, the discovery igniting something that has been growing ever since.
The Phoenix Legion, led by Infernal General Véghváry became the force to try combat against the cleansing because who you gonna send against the Exterminators? The dead Hungarians. For the first few times there were many whispered and loud exclamations of whatthefuck, but they did what they were the best in: adapt, strike, disappear and improvise. Her soldiers possessed the same orangish glow of hers, in a way, their existence was tied to her and any of them falling in battle causes her great agony, both mental and physical. With every death of her soldier, her lightning strike-like scar extends a little as a reminder of her failure.
Yet she never faltered, neither did her faithful army: 147 years spent protecting the Ring, their numbers thinning from 3725 to 2043. Rozália exists outside of Hell's hierarchy due to the power residing within her, she must obey Goetia and higher given commands, there is a Right of Retaliation law due to put an end to her bloodshed; she is not to make a move against any Overlord, unless they had given her reason to do so by attacking either her or her army. Her official body count still exceeds 10.000, let alone the unofficial. She lives in a house in the outskirts of Pentagram city, as far away from the artificial glow and nosie as possible, her backyard reaching into the countryside is a mass graveyard of demons she had killed ranging from imps to even a few Goetias. A twisted collection of trophies with incredibly vivid red roses growing on the spiked gates....................30 SOLDIER'S SECRET....................
30 soldiers of General's legion are actually the late Queen Rozália's ex pirate crew fallen from Heaven.
All thirty of them turned their backs on the divine, especially upon realizing the Queen never made it despite canonized patron saint. Furthermore they were almost made exterminators due to their extensive military history.
Therefore they fell with creative string of curses, laid low for decades. Then a whole Hungarian army crashed into Hell, led by General Rozália Véghváry and because of the ex crew's Hungarian ancestry, they also got possessed by a flame from the Hellfire. Nobody questioned their presence, the war was hectic, their stories lined up with the others', only that they didn't clarify they are talking about their experiences during thr Kuruc freedom fight, not the 1848-49 one the others were from. They saw the cruel twist of history as a possible second chance, Marcell getting to be protective over an another Véghváry heir. Ferenc continued his mischievous chaos, Béla found new ways to brew pálinka; all while fighting for a worthy cause and dying a glorious death. And not one of them knew what became of the Queen, who made sure they are all safe in Heaven.

𖤐..Hellfire..🔥

...................What is it exactly? ...................The Hellfire is the manifestation of pure, raw destruction, lethal to holy beings and most of the demons as well. Fire resistance offers little protection as it isn't a 'normal' kind of fire. Mostly used by the Morningstar family, if needed part of it can be directed to possess a host after an agreement. In the hosts, the fire develops consciousness, but not enough to become an entirely separate entity, more like a shadow of the hosts' worst traits. The Hellfire, as predicted indeed comes from the depths of Hell, only can be controlled by the royal family and the current host.
Summoning, controlling the cursed flames, she is destruction itself; there is no immunity for her fire. Her blood, her tears are liquid fire as well, burning to the touch; when sustaining injuries she heals faster (but not as fast as she would’ve like) by resting in a pit of lava. Wounds from blessed weapons will scar and take part of her soul to heal it. Smoke has no harmful effect on her, Rozália takes advantage of this ability with smoking daily as a way of relaxation, trying to push the prying thoughts away. Fire occasionally flashes in her hair when her patience is being tested, her eyes blood red with orange streaks weaving into the iris. Her internal organs, while functional but are hellfire replicas, mimics of real ones. Her entire aura radiates heat, candles leaning towards her/burning more eager in her presence. Her skin is not searing but feverish to the touch with a strangely comforting orangish hue. But that’s with the pendant on....................Hosts VS Rozália ...................All of them had agreed to the demonic ritual of possession and their wish was granted, without them knowing the price. None of them lasted long, they were either driven insane by the fire's mind games or became consumed by the feeling of power that they were a danger to society and royalty. Therefore they had to be put down by Lucifer by recalling it from their body. The longest survivor lived around 7 decades.
Then Rozália came in 1849. In sharp contrast of the others, she didn't sign or agree any of this, it was her mother who made the deal that in order to conceive, her child after his or her death will serve Hell. Her army was dragged down with her as they already worked flawlessly together, why bother introducing her to a new legion when the convenient solution presented itself?...................Struggle for survival and identity ...................
The Hellfire began Its usual awakening within her, terrifying the General even further. Distorted mirror images besides her demonic traits, whispering to be unleashed, promising power never known before. Only that Rozália did not want power. She wanted her humanity and viciously fought for it. Her will was/is extraordinarily strong, yet she still ended up with a case of split personality disorder.
She began to play a game of tug with the force within her, focusing on releasing all pent up tension, aggression, sadism and destruction when the Exterminations came, later weaving it into her cage fighter career often leaving her opponents disabled permanently or dead. Her tactic is working as she is the longest surviving host: 174 years and to the point where she can be called Wielder of the Hellfire instead....................Blessed wounds; the Unkillable ...................
Rozália had survived being stabbed, gutted, shot; had grenades explode against her, had to remove constantly advancing shrapnels from her body and took a full blast from the strongest angelic canon, the Starfall. These came not only with scars but with a steep price as well: every wound caused by holy weapons heal by the Hellfire using a fragment of her soul to do so. (Regular, non blessed wounds heal without scarring and without taking any of her soul) And she is losing herself bit by bit, desperately clutching onto the remaining shards of her humanity.
The ink black skin of her forearms with veins of fire pulsing against it now lapping at her upper arms as more of her is lost. The slow change was also noticeable in her personality, originally she had some doubts about torturing caught exterminators for information; nowadays she carries them out herself with twisted pleasure. The hallucinations which turned out to be very real lessened, both the Hellfire and Rozália adapting each other. With the last fragment of her soul consumed, the fire will leave her body in liquid form, her demonic features retreating, leaving only the bleeding out hussar. Unkillable, as long as she has enough soul to regenerate. Lucifer and Charlie are the ones who are capable of killing her instantly by ripping the Hellfire out of her....................The soldiers ...................
They all share a flame of the cursed fire, capable of offensive attacks, but nowhere as strong as Rozália's. Her blood can destroy concrete, her tears burn through clothing; the soldiers' are 'only' warmer than usual, in case of blood it can reach boiling temperature but even that is rare. They are all tied to her existence, if she dies the remaining will turn to ashes as well. Whenever the warriors die, Rozália can feel them passing; the mental anguish much greater than the physical one of the glowing lightning scar growing on her back. They have a better resilience for holy weapons than most demons, but the curse-gift of regeneration hasn't been given to them. After death, their bodies turn to ashes, their souls stop existing. However, she also gains a little power with each death, the flame reuniting with the fire in her, and it sickens her to no end....................The infamous pendant ...................
At first and even now, most believed it was the source of her powers, a deadly destructive force many would've killed to have. And so they tried and failed. The pendant isn't the source, it's the seal of the near unstoppable inferno. Upon removal, her sclera turn unified blood red with black slit pupils cutting through the glow like knives, ash black fully envelops her body, her facial features reduced to those unforgiving eyes and a monstrous maw or razor fangs, her hair turning into fire with her horns framing it like a crown. The repressed aggression also bursts free, more time spent without the seal, more power she gains like fire when fed by backdraft. In this state she's like a cunning predator; hunt, destroy no matter the price. Thankfully she managed to mostly control even the rampages....................Acceptance. Control. ...................
Instead of a host, now Rozália is the wielder. She spent centuries fighting her curse and eventually learning how to control it. She can move, feel and call upon the remaining Hellfire underneath and use it to both defensive and offensive purposes: most notably when during the last exterminaton she reversed the portal and sent the cursed fire straight into Heaven. No host before her came even close to this level of control and achievement. She also learned how to infuse the fire with weapons, bullets, swords and everything in between as the sure way to kill everything holy.
Because it isn't 'just' fire, but the purest form of destruction, it is as lethal as angelic weapons, even for some of the upper class, exceptions are the Deadly Sins, most likely the Von Eldritch family and her distant sister, Cindy Flame (@phoenixborn) whose cosmic fire's power exceeds Rozália's much more....................Dim hope ...................
Fractions of her soul can be restored if summoned by humans for a specific reason: kill. She has the power to reject a contract before agreeing to it, unable to go back on her word, her decision. She only accepts true cries for help, hunts down whoever responsible and consumes their soul instead the of the one who summoned her. Once the contract has been fulfilled by the act, she sinks back to Hell. Something didn't quite register just yet: her sigil might be a seal as well. And it reads Bellum.

⚔️..Verses..🥀

Modern/if she wasn't dragged to Hell ➡ Verse linkDuchess of Wrath verse ➡ Verse linkAssassin verse ➡ Verse linkApocalypse/Walking dead verse ➡ on @undeadgeneral sideblogPast verse-the Hunter ➡ Verse linkPast verse-the Hussar unwrittenMafia verse unwritten

🌹..Mains/affiliates..🕯

Disclaimer:
This does NOT mean exclusives, I still welcome/would love to write with muns portraying the same characters. What this means is when these characters pop up in threads, the mention/mentioned events refer to these specific portrayals, essentially Rozy's 'canon' verse. OCs more than welcome!Striker @striker's-saloon Friendship blossomed into love, currently engagedScarlet @infernal-feminae Adopted mother, Rozy is still not entirely used to the situationCharlie @infernal-feminae Secrets secrets; when does it fall apart?Carmilla @infernal-feminaeClara @infernal-feminaeOdette @infernal-feminaeBeelzebub @diviinefemmeBeelza @diviinefemmeAgent Two @infernal-feminaeSakuya @infernal-feminae When the dragon almost died from the poison of a flowerArchangel Gabriel @infernal-feminae Ex wife. Don't ask.Valentino @cold-inferno Ex husband. Don't ask.Dia @diadxrling Sweet, slow burning romanceFlora @nebula-gaster One of the few genuine friendsDon @wrxthfulguard Mentee, formal friendship slowly mellowing into more informalMavet @ladiesofhell The most unlikely bond ever, a stark reminder of war's colors and victims.