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Exiles WIP: Hades Belmore
By: Raven Tepes Date: February 27, 2026, 9:46 pm
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“I was raised where lullabies were sung in two tongues. In the
obsidian halls of my father, Abaddon, the air tasted of
brimstone and obedience, and every lesson was carved in fire. In
the candlelit study of my mother, Elvira Belmore, the world
smelled of ink and rain, and power was folded carefully between
the pages of old spellbooks.
Hell taught me to stand unflinching beneath a crown of embers.
Earth taught me to kneel in the garden and coax life from
stubborn soil.
I speak softly because I learned early that thunder wastes its
strength shouting. But if you force my hand, understand this: I
carry my father’s inferno in one palm and my mother’s sigils in
the other. Between them, I am the quiet before the cataclysm.”
~ Hades Belmore
“My brother Hades moves through life like he’s narrating an
ancient prophecy no one else can hear.
You ask him how his day was, and he’ll stare into the middle
distance like the curtains are about to part and reveal destiny
itself. ‘It was… adequate.’ Adequate. Meanwhile I saw him
vaporize a hellhound before breakfast and reorganize Mother’s
spell library by emotional resonance.
Father, Abaddon, once told him to ‘rule with presence.’ Hades
took that personally and decided his presence would be brooding
silence with a side of apocalypse. Mother, Elvira Belmore,
taught him restraint. Now he sighs like a disappointed archmage
every time I set something on fire for fun.
I love him, I do. He’s wise, disciplined, powerful beyond
reason.
But if the world ever ends, it won’t be because of some grand
prophecy. It’ll be because Hades quietly decided it was
‘necessary’ and forgot to tell the rest of us.”
~ Ares Belmore about Hades
“I thought he would rant. I thought he would roar. That’s what
monsters do, right?
He didn’t.
Hades Belmore just… looked at me.
Not with rage. Not with hatred. With calculation. Like I was a
problem on a chalkboard he intended to solve cleanly.
I had heard the stories. Son of Abaddon, raised in the fifth
circle. Trained by the human mage Elvira Belmore. I expected
firestorms and screaming skies.
What I got was silence.
The air folded in on itself. Sigils ignited beneath my boots,
precise and luminous. Shadows didn’t lash out wildly, they
aligned. Fire did not spread, it obeyed. Every spell was
measured. Every movement deliberate. He fought like a scholar
correcting an error in reality.
And when I finally forced him to unleash that fierce side
everyone whispers about… it wasn’t fury.
It was inevitability.
His voice never rose. His hands never shook. But the battlefield
trembled as if Hell itself had signed his permission slip.
I survived because he decided I was no longer worth the
equation.
Trust me… you do not want to be the variable he chooses to
eliminate.”
~ A surviving enemy about Hades
Name: Hades Belmore
Aliases: Reaper
Age: 25 years old
Species: Hybrid (Fallen Angel/Human Mage)
Gender: Male
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 194 lbs
Organization: Hell
~ Rank: Duke of the 5th Circle
Known Family and Friends:
~ Mother: Elvira Belmore
~ Father: Abaddon
~ Brother: Zeus Belmore
~ Brother: Ares Belmore
~ Uncle: Lucifer
Abilities:
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