Saga: Amongst the Green Army

[Ryan - Loki]

The tunnels seemed to lead on forever, twisting and turning, winding what seemed in circles. In the darkness it was hard to tell if they ever truly straightened out again, or what direction they were now going in. However, Jarrow lead them with unwavering certainty, never pausing to gather his bearings but only to replace the dwindling torch with one of the many less burned down ones that covered the tunnels.

Minutes melded together, as did hours, soon enough the amount of time they had been moving vanished and was replaced only with the constant echoing clap of shoes against cement. The noise was eerie in the silence, each echo seeming to take to the lead of the group, leading the way until it vanished into the darkness that surrounded them only to come back with the next footstep, as if returning from a finished journey.

Every so often a glimpse of light could be seen through a gap in the stone, leading out to the streets of the city up above them. They were using the sewer system they had been told, yet there was no stench down here nor was there any sign of waste; it was almost as perplexing as everything else that had happened to them so far, yet none of them questioned it. They all seemed to remain in complete silence.

Before long Jarrow stopped at the bottom of some stairs. Placing the torch upon the wall he moved up them, unbolting a cellar door and opening it. Light exploded into the tunnel, a light so blinding that it caused even Jarrow to flinch and turn his head in the opposite direction. After a few moments he covered his eyes with his arm and moved out into the cool air that the new day brought them.

As their eyes began to adjust brown and green blurs began to take hold, surrounding them in all directions. The air was cool and fresh, and the day was young, the sun just rising somewhere off in the hidden distance. Trees taller than any they had ever laid their eyes upon stood like ancient sentinels, protecting their brothers and sisters; they were in a forest, the great forest of Albinur.

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“This is the great forest in the land of Albinur.” Jarrow explained, looking around at the great sights that surrounded them. “Located many leagues east of Warden, the capital city of Ithoria - where we have just come from.” he studied the group, though all of them were busy taking in the magnificent surroundings and none were looking at him. He couldn’t help but smile, like a father showing his son something new and fascinating for the first time. “You should be safe from the councils touch here, if you do not draw attention to yourselves and the Gods are good.”

“You have your maps and instructions on how to reach Steffson. I have helped you to the limit of my capacity brave warriors.” while they were still busy seeping in the surroundings as well of his words Jarrow moved silently back towards the tunnel exit, which was now it’s entrance. “I have many leagues to cross, and so I take my leave. Good luck, Warriors of Time. Gods be good.” and with that the tunnel doors closed and bolted, from the inside.

By the time Seth turned around to try and catch one last glimpse of Jarrow he realised that he couldn’t even see the tunnel entrance. He was surrounded by bush and tree and dirt. It was well concealed. It had to be. However, now that their guide had left them, alone in this strange and huge new world, Seth couldn’t help but feel scared. Fear gripped his chest like a cold in the midst of winter would. He allowed a deep breath to escape his lungs, it was all he could do to stop himself from crying he felt. For the first time since arriving in this new time he felt his age. Being only fourteen Seth had not yet reached manhood, yet he was not far off of it.

“General,” Seth turned to Aion, hoping he would turn to face him in turn. “Now what shall we do?” he sounded completely lost, out of his depth, like the child he still technically was. His question had been aimed at Aion only in voice, but aimed at everyone within the small group in truth. He awaited an answer, from Aion or from whomever else would answer him.

[Aion]

"What should we do now? Good question." The Nenian mumbled to himself. While they were provided with maps, and a rough path of how to reach their destination, the group possessed little knowledge of the culture, making it somewhat difficult to blend in with the population. Even more importantly, they lacked whatever form of currency the citizens of Ithroia used in trades. They couldn't just drop everything to find jobs, they were fugitives; and despite what Jarrow may have thought, they weren't safe, the council would send the knights after them. Any general with an ounce of common sense would have already considered the possibility of the group escaping the capital, it was only a matter of how quickly the knights could reach nearby villages.

Sighing deeply, Aion unrolled his map. His crimson eyes scanning every detail. In a situation like the one they were currently placed in, being meticulous enough to memorize the place of every stream, boulder, and ditch, would aid the group immensely; especially if they planned on avoiding an ambush.

"We keep moving." He finally answered the young prince. Usually, Aion tried to display a positive attitude when he spoke, even offering his comrades a smile to ease tension; however, that was absent from the Nenian's current posture. He was tired, stressed...frustrated, and though he had done a decent job of hiding it thus far, it was beginning to leak out.

"Fortunately for us, while the people have changed since our time, the land should be similar to what we remember. We gather herbs, hunt, and rest when needed. Pelts and our leftovers, will probably fetch some decent money in Steffson if kept in good condition." Aion continued. To be honest, he was surprised his parent's teachings would come in this handy. With the life he had made for himself he was positive he'd never have to resort living like a scavenger again. "Well, let's get going. We don't have much time."

[Kaworu - Horatio]

Once out of the tunnels Kaworu and his group stretched and took in the light that burst through the trees around them but they did not forget to admire the beauty surrounding them, Shannon and the twins were yawning mostly due to their lack of sleep though Shannon's was more out of boredem rather then being since both him and Kaworu didn't really bother much with sleep.

"Sounds like a plan Aion, lets hope the game is good and that the possible new live stock doesn't effect body chemistry" comments Kaworu to the rest of the group, knowing it didn't bother him much but he knew that new surroundings don't always go well on people from different places and or times.

The twins shrugged knowing they may not have time to rest right now but might later on nad they've done surviving in the wilderness so this didn't bother them that much, but they could see the prince was having a hard time so they walked over next to him. "So prince, you're not used to being out in the world having to fend for yourself but I guess royality wouldn't need to worry about such things, being of similar ages maybe we should help you in learning the ways of the land" commented the male of the twins with a playful smile on his face.

[Aion]

(OOC:Let's try to keep this going...)

Aion gave a slight nod, acknowledging Kaworu's concern. "While I can't say we won't see any negative side effects, if we experience any sickness it shouldn't too bad..." His mind trailed off suddenly before he could finish. His crimson eyes widening, he'd unknowingly stumbled onto horrible realization. During his time on Noria, Aion had used his abilities once, that one time being his natural gift of water manipulation. Not a single time had he attempted to contact Leviathan, or even felt the beast's presence. His sluggishness, the fatiuge he was currently experiencing, this wasn't normal; and while subtle, as he was now more alert, Aion could feel his power adjusting to a new source. This could only mean one thing, Leviathan, "his" Leviathan, was no more; the beast had chosen it's successor.

The Nenian's crimson eyes illuminated, blanketing the dimly lit area in which the group stood in a soft red hue. His eyes reacted like a radar, scanning Noria for any powers similar to his own. "Impossible...." He mumbled in surprised at the results that returned. There were multiple hits everywhere, they were faint, weak, but in noticable clusters around Noria. Was it the Nethians? Was this how the current Leviathan had rewarded her followers, by giving them a fraction of her power?

However, as surprising as such a find was, that hadn't been the revelation that caught Aion's interest. There were five other hits of a significant nature. The first three were similar in nature to himself at full power. The fourth, felt similar to the Leviathan he knew, but had a few subtle differences; it was much more peaceful, contained, and somewhat weaker. The most notable of these changes were the fact that it had registered on land, as opposed to the oceans. It seemed as if this new Leviathan chose to live on Noria's surface...an odd choice Aion thought.

But there was one more, another reading that had shown itself for a split second before vanishing; it was almost primal. It was ominous, sinister, barbaric, in comparison to the others. Aion hadn't the faintest idea of what it could have been, but to be able to hide from Leviathan's power, the Nenian's "All Seeing Eyes", was quite the feat.

Aion regained his composure. He was eager to find out just what exactly happened to the Nethians during his hiatus, but reaching Steffson was his first priority. Without so much as another word, the Nenian began his walk toward his target, motioning his comrades along.

[Ryan - Loki]

(OOC: I’ve changed the colour of Seth’s speech, so that it is somewhat more visible.)

"Sounds like a plan Aion, lets hope the game is good and that the possible new live stock doesn't affect body chemistry."

Seth hadn’t even considered factoring that into his worries, but now that it had been said it had jumped to the foremost spot in the ever-growing list; it was funny how things had a habit of doing that. With a worried look on his face Seth looked down slightly and began to think, almost completely lost in thought he almost didn’t hear what Aion began to say, but the sudden sound of Aion’s voice, the man who was now his guardian as well as protector, Seth couldn’t help but look up and towards the man.

"While I can't say we won't see any negative side effects, if we experience any sickness it shouldn't too bad..."

For a moment Aion paused, as if he was looking at something far off in the distance, though when Seth looked in the same direction he saw nothing but trees. Seth didn’t like the thought of getting sick in this strange world, especially without the immediate help of the palace doctors he had grown up knowing, but they were all gone now – as was Ryan. It had only been a day, at least so it seemed, but already he was missing his teacher. Aion’s voice snapped Seth, once more, out away from his thoughts.

"Impossible...." the general muttered.

Seth quickly moved up alongside Aion, looking up at his face; he was still looking off into the distance, though now his expression was one with a mixture of confusion and disbelief. “What is it General?” Seth found himself whispering, although he wasn’t quite sure why. He wasn’t sure if Aion heard him or not but without replying he simply broke into a brisk walk, moving away from the group and motioning with his hand for them all to follow. Somewhat confused Seth simply sighed and began walking after him, though at the pace he was moving he wasn’t likely to catch him, nor was he likely to fall behind though.

He hoped the General would soon drop back and explain everything to him. Continuing to walk Seth hoped to slip back into the safety of his mind so he could carefully sort through his thoughts and clear his mind of the obstacles that his emotions and thoughts became, a task that Ryan taught him and often chastised him for not utilising in his everyday life, but before he could fall back into his thoughts the two who were quite clearly twins moved up alongside him, a boy and a girl. Seth realised that he didn’t know their names, but before he could even ask that the boy spoke to him.

"So prince, you're not used to being out in the world having to fend for yourself but I guess royalty wouldn't need to worry about such things. Being of similar age’s maybe we should help you in learning the ways of the land?"

Seth couldn’t help but smile, though it was a tired and a somewhat weaker smile than he had meant or wanted to give. When it was revealed that a thousand years had passed since their time and everyone they knew and loved had passed on Seth had found it hard to cope, but he hadn’t considered until now what he would do about friendship, people his own age. “Thank you…” Seth finally replied, somewhat meekly. He wasn’t used to speaking to people his own age, even back in their time he didn’t have many friends; partially because he was a prince, but mostly because he was a shy boy in truth. “You’re right; I am not used to these kinds of circumstances. I’d welcome the help.”

[[The child]]

The 'Warriors of Time' weren't the only visitors to the forest of Albinur. Perhaps the 'primal' feeling came from the young Rellian sleeping the trees. Perfect word to describe him, as he lived in the wilderness instead of a city or farm house. He had to kill or find his meals, live without modern luxuries, and no idea of the meaning of the word 'manners.' Maybe the eye didn't sense him for long; with a transparent aura and a sleeping mind. Sleeping, that is until hearing the late part of the conversation and twigs snapping.

His wide opened eyes suggested one thing; terror. When people come near you and you're sleeping, it means 'demon-hunters' have came to ambush you. There was one solution to this problem, "Get off of me! Go away or I'll kill you! The war cry was followed by massive flailing. Unfortunately, he had forgotten that he was up high in a tree.

The demon's body would've landed behind the tail of the group. He continues to scream and squirm, trying to claw the hunters off, who must've done something to hurt his back. He was too scared to open his eyes, realizing he wan only fending off air. This is due to an unfortunate experience back in his desert home; in which his actions actually protected him.

[Aion]

Aion heard the prince's question clearly, and while his companion deserved an explanation, the trouble was explaining the implications that came with such a change, There were certain thoughts the Nenian couldn't reveal to anyone, even his most trusted of friends; as such information could place himself, and Leviathan, in great danger. "It seems there are others similar in power to me on Noria...." He finally responded. His answer was somewhat cryptic, leaving more questions than answers. One could easily tell that it was more than just the sudden loss of uniquity that was bothering the young man. Getting him to open up on the subject would be a challenge.

Before any more questions could be asked, Noria decided to have mercy on Aion; by literally dropping one of it's odd creations on the group. Aion turned his frame toward the back of the group, watching the small source of this chaos flail around on the ground. "What...the hell is that?" Aion blurted out, his confusion getting the best of him. Slowly, Aion walked toward the creature, kneeling down close enough to examine it, but far enough to retreat if it decided to attack. "It...looks edible, guys!" The Nenian yelled to the group, giving the odd looking creature a poke in the ribs. "It's a little thin, though."

[Ryan - Loki]

The young prince had been busy walking alongside the two twins, waiting for either one of them to reply to him, when suddenly the general replied to his earlier question. Even if a little delayed.

"It seems there are others similar in power to me on Noria...." Aion’s back was to Seth, and he was somewhat further in front, but his voice travelled through the relative silence of the forest.

Seth remained silent, his face screwed up in thought. He couldn’t understand why that was such a bad thing. Perhaps the others who were similar to Aion were his people; wasn’t that a good thing? He would have thought so, yet the general seemed displeased with the discovery, no, not displeased but more worried and upset. On top of that how did he even know? Ryan had taught Seth to sense the power within others, but he couldn’t sense anything similar to Aion - though he was still very much an amateur when it came to such things.

"Get off of me! Go away or I'll kill you!”

The sudden exclamation startled Seth. SO much so in fact that he jumped and even ran forward a little bit before turning to see what was happening. He turned just in time to see something thud against the ground, kicking up dirt and fallen leaves as it flailed about. Seth was scared, and had moved behind Aion as the brave general moved towards the creature; the young prince had now entirely forgotten about Aion’s problem

"What...the hell is that?" the general said as he knelt down besides whatever it was. Seth wasn’t sure whether he was jesting or not.

Slowly Seth moved up besides Aion, though to his side in case they both needed to run; though he didn’t believe the general would run from anything. “…I don’t know…” he muttered softly. …but it scares me though. though that wasn’t something that Seth would openly voice or admit to; a prince was meant to grow up to be a king, mostly, and kings were never afraid…though that future was no longer his, he would never be a king and his father was long dead. He took a deep breath and pushed those thoughts aside.

"It...looks edible, guys!" Aion poked at the things ribs, or what appeared to be his ribs. "It's a little thin, though."

Now Seth really wasn’t sure if the general was joking or not. He hid his emotions just as well as Ryan did, though Aion was far less strict and stiff than his old teachers was. Thinking of Ryan also made him feel sad, so it was another thing he simply pushed aside; he would think of all these things later, when there wasn’t scary things falling out of trees and threatening to kill him.

Pushing his fear aside Seth decided to do as his teacher had once taught him and to see what there was to truly see. Quickly he remembered an important fact. He placed a hand on Aion’s shoulder as he peered on at what appeared to be a creature. “General we can’t eat him,” Seth’s voice was still low, as if trying not to disturb the beast. “He spoke, that means he is intelligent. It would be wrong to eat something as intelligent as us…would it not?”

[Aion]

The Nenian could only smirk at the princes final comment. "Intelligent, eh?" He whispered to himself with a chuckle. All of this had started as a simple joke, but left Aion with a good opportunity to pass down a lesson. "You have a point, Seth; but would you have reacted the in the same manner if he was of another species? If his speech and behavior weren't similar to your own?" Aion asked, still hunched over the creature. Every being on this planet possessed some degree of intelligence, though obviously, they displayed it in a much more unique manner. Aion, being connected to Leviathan, knew this well, as he was connected with the planet on a much deeper level than most.

That said, Ryan had left the prince too innocent for Aion's taste, and while it was better than being just blissfully ignorant, the boy would be eaten alive if he were left on his own. "Don't get me wrong, I applaud your caring nature, but remember: we're struggling to survive, and though we may not like it, from time to time we may have to partake in a few acts we'd normally be against." He finished with a sigh. Honestly, Aion kind of felt like the villain here. Still, Seth had a point; the creature spoke, and displayed gestures eerily similar to their own. Perhaps he was from a nearby village? He could provide some help.

Through all of this, the Nenian never once stopped jabbing the beast in it's midsection with his finger; hoping that his actions would calm the demon down a bit, or at least annoy him back into reality.

[[The child]]

It was the combination of being woken up, scared to death, and excited that he wasn't able to think. The child's body had froze, while his mind was off into a different world. He wasn't aware of the conversation, but knew that others were around. It was a good thing it wasn't. The 'demon' would've try to kill Aion on the spot. He wouldn't let himself be lunch. Though, it would be a disappointed lunch, as there's less meat inside than they would like to believe.

The Rellian was back on Noria, right after the ethics discussion. He noticed that the general was prodding him, "Knock it off! The Nenian would've been clawed in the hand, before the child retreated a couple feet. The scratch was punishment. Though he was unable to feel the exoskeleton being poked, he couldn't stand being touched by people.

When he felt he was far enough, he turned around and got into a defensive position. "You think you could surprise a demon! Your a lot stupider than the sand-eaters I used to deal with! Now give me the food you have, and I'll let you go! You don't want me to attack you! It was a very serious threat, but his childish voice might have made it sound more comical.

If they paid attention to his red eyes, they kept darting at the each member of the group. He was anticipating the movements of who would attack first. The child grins at the examination, none of them had any drawn weapons. This is going to be easy!

[Ryan - Loki]

“Intelligent, eh?”

It had only been a whisper but Seth nodded as a response, showing he wasn’t changing his mind in regards to his previous statement – though he knew Aion would never see the movement, not while he was standing behind him.

"You have a point, Seth; but would you have reacted the in the same manner if he was of another species? If his speech and behaviour weren't similar to your own?"

Seth went to open his mouth to reply but found himself speechless. He wanted to say that he would have reacted the same way, despite his species or his form of dialect, but he couldn’t, it would have been nothing more than a lie; the general would have seen right through it. So instead Seth merely lowered his head and remained quiet.

"Don't get me wrong, I applaud your caring nature, but remember: we're struggling to survive, and though we may not like it, from time to time we may have to partake in a few acts we'd normally be against." Aion finished but still continued to poke the small creature in the ribs, each poke sounding out a small thud.

“You are right general.” Seth quickly replied. He knew he was out of his depth in this new world, even the two twins had picked up on it quickly enough; he would have to listen without failure if he was to learn. “I shall remember what you have said.”

“Knock it off!” the creature exclaimed, swiping at Aion’s hand with its claws. The sudden exclamation and movement scared Seth momentarily, so much so that he hid behind Aion even more so than he had been and so he didn’t see whether the scratch caught the generals hand or not. The creatures scurried away from the small group and jumped up into what appeared to be a defensive stance. "You think you could surprise a demon! You’re a lot stupider than the sand-eaters I used to deal with! Now give me the food you have, and I'll let you go! You don't want me to attack you!”

Now standing the creature was no larger than Seth was, in fact he appeared to be a tiny bit smaller from where Seth was standing. He hadn’t noticed it until now but his hand had shot down to the hilt of the Reaver that Ryan had given to him, though it was still sheathed. Ryan had often told him that to draw a sword on an enemy when you did not fully understand how to use it could spell the end of you. It had been down to instinct, Seth had known as much, but he was unskilled in the art of sword fighting; he had no intention of pulling free the sword unless he had to, he couldn’t.

“…we have nothing.” Seth finally replied, if somewhat meekly.

[Echo]

Trees, trees, more trees. All around Echo that was all she could see spanning out. The emerald hues of the forest surrounded her and the trees towered over her making her feel smaller then she already was. she could have sworn she'd been going in circles all day. Normally getting lost was half of the adventure but that did not include going in circles. Circles got you no where and it wasted time. Even now her stomach grumbled in protest and she looked down at it giving a scowl. Her goal was to navigate herself out of the forest before eating but it seemed she would have to give into her body's demands. At least the grass would provide her some comfort.

She sat down upon it as she slid off the tattered and worn green pack she'd been carrying with her. The pack had seen many lands and had accompanied her on many adventures. If it could speak she was sure it would have mire than a few stories to share. From within in she pulled out a fresh loaf of bread. Or at least it had been fresh this morning. She'd made a deal with some local bakers that she would help them with their morning load if they would pay her in return with provisions. She'd never made bread before but it had been easy for her to mimic their movements and help out. Her little talent came in handy often.

Unwrapping it she savored the aroma before biting into it slowly enjoying the bite. "Mmm perfect", she said to herself. As she ate a small bird landed near her looking at her as if to get some of the bred. "Shoo!", she said as she moved her hand trying to get it to go away but it would not it simply continued to look at her until she began to feel sorry for it. Giving a sigh she ripped a piece off and gave it to the bird who pecked at it gratefully. No sooner had she done so that more birds arrived and began to swarm all wanting some bread. "Go away birds! This is my food!", she yelled hoping to scare them off with no such luck. In the end the birds one as she's ended up leaving them most of her meal as she gathered her pack and began to run away from the birds and deeper into the forest all the while shouting at the birds.

[Aion]

As if feeling like the villian wasn't enough already, turning his head slightly to watch the prince's reactions to his questions may have been the biggest mistake of his day. The last thing he wanted was make Seth feel bad. "Memorizing what I say is fine, but don't be afraid to challenge my teaching every now and then. I'm still new at this." He responded with a smirk and simple nod. While the Nenian was supposed to play the role of teacher, Aion wasn't fond of being viewed as such; he much preferred to be seen as a friend handing down useful information.

Aion was correct on one thing, paying attention to the prince's reaction was a mistake, not because of his feeling; but because he was taken by surprise at the demon's swipe at his hand. "Ow. Hey, not very nice..." For a man who'd been wounded by an unknown creature, he sure was calm about it. While Aion was one for keeping his abilities a secret, perhaps displaying a bit of his healing ability would make the creature second guess his threat.

The Nenian held his hand out in front of his frame, giving clear view of the medium sized gash the demon had been kind enough to gift him with. "Now watch closely..." He spoke to the demon once more, his tone soft as ever. The wound began to give off a soft sapphire glow, it was only visable for a second, but that was all he needed; as the glow faded, the general's wound was gone...not leaving even the slightest evidence of it's existence behind. Hopefully, this was enough to sway the creature from his confrontational ways.

It seemed as if Seth had addressed the beast's main concern, food. But there was something else that perked the Nenian's interest: the creature reffering to himself as a "demon". Though it wasn't known to his current comrades, Aion had been a Lord of Hell in their time. He knew a demon when he seen one, and either this kid was lying, or so weak he didn't even begin to register when compared to the demons Aion used to rule over. The Nenian slowly moved his way closer to the "demon", crouching down to meet him at eye level. "So you're demon, huh? You sure about that?" Aion asked, clearly humored.

The demon had Aion's full attention until he heard a woman screaming off in the distance. "What's with everyone hanging out in the woods?" The young man questioned, unknowingly thinking out loud. "Think we should even bother checking this one out, Seth?"

[Kaworu - Horatio]

The twins were about to respond when Aion started talking again and the Prince returned his attentions back too him and the boy that just fell out of a tree, though he had a few differences to a normal boy they could sense that he was like something they'd come across in their own travels. And despite he wasn't a deamon more like a child taken over by what seems to be a deamonic kind of parasite though they weren't certain, but they walked up closer and stood beside Aion and looked at the child "That's one of those parasite type deamons isn't it Marien commented Cyrene towards his sister.

Kaworu had noticed the boy and his strangeness but agreed with the twins as to what he was but hearing the screaming girl Kaworu was about to go after it when he felt a strange power emanation from her, as did Shannon so both did what would seem to be praying or some form of meditation but in fact they were casting a spell on themselves to counter act the power they felt from the girl. Though it was more for her rather then themselves but because of their varied powers they can't have a mimicry person near them without protection, after it was done they returned to their previous states and looked towards the general and then Kaworu approached him.

"He's not a deamon persay, he's like what Cyrene said a parasite type deamon is feeding off the child but in turn is protecting him as well, we've kinda ran into similar things before but this one seems a little weaker then what I've seen but that's likely due to the host being a child" informed Kaworu to Aion

[[The child]]

When Seth told him there was no food, "Liar! People always carry food!" Or at least water, used to the custom of running into travelers going across the harsh wilderness. It never occurred to him he might run into someone on a stroll or people without supplies; as they came from the past, then hold prisoner, then were released with nothing more than what they had to begin with.

The scowl was heavy on his face, as the group was following with the normal boy's lie. I know all of you have food! You think I'm stupid, he mentally asks the group. The man, who he scratched, showed his hand and says, "Now watch closely..."

Usually dealing with the Zelios, it was often them to scream at the child some kind of death threat for injuring them. What wasn't often was the type of demonstration in magic is done. It was healing instead of fire. Aion's plan backfired. The general had drawn a bullseye unto himself, as the child had picked him as first target. "You're not going to set me on fire!" A wound vanishing isn't normal. Again, Zelios aren't known as healers, but he accepted the rule if something weird happen, that it was magic. If someone, besides himself as he can only effect wind, knows magic then they will set him on fire.

Aion, Cyrene, and Kaworu were on the right track about the 'demon'. Aion wouldn't met him in Hell, as he isn't from there. The other two were closer with the 'parasite' theory. Right after the Rellian child was born, his parents give him an augmented parasite. It was made weaker, to avoid it from draining the baby; while it allowed him to retain strength and protection from it. There was one downside to the exoskeleton. As his skin is always covered, he can't get sunlight and make vitamin D. Though he can eat fish and beef for the vitamins; it means his bones aren't as strong as they could be, though it's not easy to break them, and he won't be able to grow as much.

Technically, he has no clue what he is. He calls himself a demon to scare off people and sound tougher. Of course, he hates when people say he isn't what he says he is. Especially when it seems someone is mocking him, "I am! I am a real demon! I don't look or act like a normal person! I'm smarter and stronger than anyone else!" He didn't know there was no convincing people who can sense other beings. Let alone anyone who can sense other beings.