Name: Mikalo Moutoku

Titles: The Battousai, Sea Erudite.

Appearance: A six ft five figure who is blue skinned, his dragon-like scales only visible on his arms, jawlines, and backside. His eyes are all black outside the pupils.. the optics being round and blue on the outside. He wears an onxy-black robe around his form, it being tore at the bottom and rippled with blood upon the tips from past fights. On his right arm he has a long gauntlet that covers the shoulder, the brachium, and his hand. The tips of his phalanges are like the talons of a falcon, but sharp with metals of unknown origin, name, and class.

Special Abilities: Through his sword and himself, he can control time with water that overlaps itself in his presence. The sea and him are equal, like wild horses, they can not be tamed for a long period of time. He is able to talk with the water inside of his head, communicating with it and its inhabitants. He has enhanced strength and speed, especially with his katana blade. Being trained for years with the katana, he is an unstoppable, immovable force of stronghold.

In his enormous wake of speed, afterimages are left behind, confusing his opponents that are chasing or attacking him. Sometimes he can create solid afterimages, mirror fragments, that can block the attacks and be a roadblock in the way of his foe. His strength is unmatched, the only people that have been seen to match it our most of his little and big brothers.. He has been seen taking out an entire army with but a slash of his pinky.

Weapons: He was given a katana-blade named Sinryuishi, it is fourteen feet tall exactly, and curved with an obsidian-black texture. The circumference is curved inward, like an enormous and wrathful sea creature had bitten into it with rows of sharpened teeth. It is jagged upon the outside of the sword, which is pointed up into the air. The hilt is long and the bottom of it is sharp, it is possible for Mikalo to cut himself. Though, a rookie mistake is usually not the thing for a warrior such as himself.

Its cage that holds its power is but a pack made of silk, it is a sea blue with sakura flowers decorating it, seen falling downward on the decoration. Inside of it, an imprisonment of naught is seen, where the sword resides in its physical appearance which is a tall, black-scaled dragon with crimson red optics that gleam out through the darkness. His sword has a special state, where it unlocks a form called the Antechamber Chains.

These chains grasp the form of the opponent from all sides, and hurls them into the antechamber



Likes: Enjoying the blood-curdling screams from his tortured opponents, and the begging of mercy from the defeated ones.. along with the aghast look of the beheaded opponents he destroyed. Bisecting them within moments, and letting the sweet taste of blood leak into his mouth.

Dislikes: He dislikes cockyness, and people that oppose him with insults. He hates it when the lack of fighting occurs in his life, along with if the people he loves get hurt.