[hider=SOLDIER 1st Class, Astral Diamonia]
[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/X0jqnJ5.png[/img][/center][hr][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/miu8TVk.jpg?1[/img]
[i]"I bow to no [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=stWae6r7Blw]power[/url]. Only my wings will fly in this sky."[/i][hr][/center]
[h3]Name[/h3]
[indent][b]Astral Diamonia[/b][/indent]
[h3]Age[/h3]
[indent][b]29, Twenty-Nine[/b][/indent]
[h3]Date of Birth[/h3]
[indent][b]August 20th, εγλ 1972[/b][/indent]
[h3]Gender[/h3]
[indent][b]Male[/b][/indent]
[h3]Height[/h3]
[indent][b]6'2" , Six-foot Two[/b][/indent]
[h3]Weight[/h3]
[indent][b]215lbs, Two hundred-fifteen pounds[/b][/indent]
[h3]Hair Color[/h3]
[indent][b]Blonde/Sandy[/b][/indent]
[h3]Written Description[/h3]
[indent]Astral has the visage of a wild animal despite his cultivated upbringing. He is made of hard lines, blueprinted from genetics and honed through training. He is a towering man who has often been described as "unapproachable" or "frightening" when donning his SOLDIER armor. On the flip-side, when out casually, many women tend to swoon over his elegant face. Which can often tilt on the side of feminine. With his cream colored skin, smooth complexion, and alien "mako" hued eyes he's a ethereal kind of beauty. 

One of the perks of being a first class SOLDIER is being omitted from wearing the uniform. He has opted to wear a unique set of armor. Often seen as one-of-a-kind in the eyes of others. Organized spikes and stylized plates lay across his form. While traveling he'll often be seen wearing a dark waist cloak, dark woolen pants, with high-boots strapped with leather strips. Likewise his armor follows the top all the day way.   [/indent]
[h3]Personality[/h3]
[indent]Astral is a doggish man who chases after his goals and ambitions without respite. Quite confident in his abilities and keen of eye, he deems most, if not all, inadequate of his Brightfang. And despite the rumors, he is actually thoughtful and quick-witted. His intellectual side is buried alongside his love of books, debate, and mental exercises. It amuses him that what many believe he enjoys, what the rumors and tales have sung of him, are many of the things he despises. Killing, war, the smell of blood. Hearing his own tales often angers him to the point of avoidance. If not for the hopeful hearts of those dedicated to his fan club, he'd have spurn those rumors long ago. Alas he realizes it's that [b][i]image [/i][/b]of Astral Daimonia they look up to and to shatter that visage, would be the same as introducing them to a stranger.[/indent]
[h3]Background[/h3]
[indent]Astral was born in the village of Kalm to a mythril miner and inn worker. He recounts living a miserable existence, one without purpose and was therefore irrelevant. His father and mother were kind, hard working people whose only flaw was living [i][b]without[/b][/i] ambition. At one point in his young life, he had accepted his lot. Prepared to be like his father, a lowly miner in the Mythril Mine but destiny had other plans. A passing SOLDIER on vacation had visited Kalm. It was at the Inn, Astrals' home for all intents and purposes, that he gave him the greatest advice. 

[b]"Want something to change, then change yerself kid."[/b]   

He did that. Like a beast, he dove into his studies, searching out a mentor, and eventually, after years, joined SOLDIER. As a SOLDIER 3rd class he didn't catch notoriety until he quelled a fledgling rebellion against The Shinra Electric Company in Sector 7. It was a motley bunch and yet it earned him his first rank up. As a SOLDIER 2nd class his climb to 1st was much slower and grueling. He led his soldiers with the same insight that helped him discover Sector 7's terrorism. Many of his battle tactics were considered reckless, unorthodox, however they got the job done and usually above-performance expectancy. Near the end of the Wutai War, Astral shone like a polished gem, when he alone combated a unit of ninjas in order to advance a scattered squad. This act attracted the eye of SOLDIER's hierarchy and granted him the rank of SOLDIER 1st Class. While he takes no joy in his most prestigious act, Astral is content with his position and place in life. Astral, The Wutai Wrecker is viewed widely as a War Hero.[/indent]
[h3]Summon Genome[/h3]
[indent][b]Odin[/b][/indent]
[h3]Weapon[/h3]
[indent] Astral carries a greatsword about six-feet in length and a foot in width. He has dubbed it: Brightfang.[/indent]
[h3]Materia[/h3]
[indent][list][*]Instant Death (Mini-Boss/Boss Excluded)
[*]Lightning I
[*]Water I
[*]Fire I
[*]Non-Elemental Magic III[/list][/indent]
[h3]Limit Break[/h3]
[indent]Godhood (神様) - Astral attacks a single opponent with all his materia. Lightning I strikes crimson and arcing from above. Water I forms from the hydrogen in the atmosphere, freezing and impaling his target. Fire I erupts from the ground, black and flaring with the force of a small eruption. His Non-Elemental Magic III appears as shimmering gems, crystals gravitating around Brightfang. He propels forward to impale his opponent, his blade taking the image of [i][b]the[/b][/i] Gunge Lance.[/indent][/hider]