[hider=Yurius Diencrade - Teacher (image from Google)] [center][h3][b][color=red]"Strength alone is directionless. Determination is useless. Only when the two join, is a mighty warrior born."[/color][/b][/h3] [b][color=red]Appearance:[/color][/b] [hider=Yurius] [img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/1c/9e/64/1c9e64667608fed399cb31cb8ea7ba5e.png[/img] [/hider] [b][color=red]Name:[/color][/b] Yurius Diencrade [b][color=red]Title:[/color][/b] King of the Vampires. [b][color=red]Age:[/color][/b] 502 [b][color=red]Species:[/color][/b] Vampire [b][color=red]Role:[/color][/b] Teacher [b][color=red]Abilities:[/color][/b] [color=ed1c24]-Adrenaline Rush:[/color] The key behind his strength and pride. Blessed ever since he was born, Yurius has the ability to strengthen himself by inflicting physical damage his own body. The more he damages himself, the stronger he becomes. This enables him the ability to make a great comeback as his opponents try to overwhelm him. His enemy also has to pay attention to him and fight with caution rather than relying on brute strength. However this comes with a risky scenario where he can potentially faint or even die due to going overboard, and if he tries to regain his life energy - AKA blood - the adrenaline's effects will become weaker. [color=ed1c24]-Drain:[/color] Like any normal vampire, blood is his main source of life. He uses his sharp fangs to drain the blood from others as a means to regain life. This serves to diminish the drawbacks of his Adrenaline Rush ability, but it is difficult to actually use it in combat scenario, so he does not rely much on this ability. His fighting style is risky, but gives him high rewards. [color=ed1c24]-Cannot turn into bats:[/color] Surprisingly, Yurius does not possess the ability to turn himself into bats like a normal vampire. However, the King of the Vampires did not mind such inconveniences [b][color=red]Skills:[/color][/b] -Exceptional unarmed skills -Great endurance [b][color=red]Personality and Traits:[/color][/b] [b]-Prideful and Arrogant:[/b] Yurius has his reasons to be titled King of the Vampires (even that he isn't actually king), and he takes great pride in it. He ultimately sees himself as superior to most species out there, even his own kind. He looks down upon most warriors, seeing them as competent, but unworthy and hopeless, and wishes to guide his students to a different path. Those who are not willing to learn in his class will be looked upon with scorn, while those eager for strength and knowledge he will consider worthy and mostly devotes himself to them. [b]-Polite:[/b] Despite being prideful and sometimes feared by students, he acts relatively polite and mannered towards those who he considers worthy and respectful. [b]-Used to be Evil:[/b] His distaste for other warriors used to be extreme back in his younger days hundreds of years ago. Some of the warriors at the time were fueled with self-interests and only desire for fame and wealth, which disgusts him. He saw them as gluttons and hunted them down. This act once stirred up a large vampire-hunt, especially made to hunt down Yurius and end his terror. Nevertheless, most vampire hunters are unable to take him down, except for one man: Alister Marid. Sent by the Head Magister, he was regarded by Yurius, even by today's standard, as the most powerful opponent he has ever faced. The fight ended after a long and tiring series of blow exchanges. Lucky for Yurius is that Alister was also a warrior. He also desired for victory, for strength to protect his people. And most importantly he comprehended Yurius's cause for his actions, unlike others who only saw him as a monster. Out of respect for him, Alister did not kill him, and vice versa, Yurius agrees to go into a hundred years self-exile, promising not to interfere with his affairs anymore. His sentiment changed as well during that time. [b][color=red]Sample Post:[/color][/b] [hider=+] [color=red]"Mnnngghh-uahhh..."[/color] Yurius's tiring groan echoed inside his room in the morning, as the glimmering sunlight signaled him the dawn of a new day. Soon, his bloody red eyes shot open, and the old vampire woke up from his slumber. His hand crawled into a fist as he struck his shoulders a few times. [color=red]"The current of time is slowly carrying me away..."[/color] He was indeed getting old. Five hundred years. Five hundred springs of his life had now gone to past. When he looked at it, he was kind of surprised that he had become this old. A vampire's life might be a lot longer than a human, but they end all the same. There were all the early games, the golden age and the late games in life. For Yurius, he was slowly reaching the late one. Taking a rare and brief moment of silence as he gazed out of the window, Yurius reflected on his current life. Who would have thought? The once King of the Vampires would be teaching children about combat. He wouldn't believe it either, if he was his own self a few hundred years ago. The man who hated the world, whose only means of existence is to hunt down those gluttonous warriors. And to be honest, he did not really regret that life. He hated those fools. Those whose thirst for victory was impure, corrupt and pathetic! He had no doubts that there were still some people like that in this era. They are everywhere. What had exactly brought the vampire to the career of teaching, people may ask? Yurius chuckled, as he reminisces. That faithful fight...[hr] [color=red]"Alister! Fighting you is so exhilarating!"[/color] The younger vampire, donning a comfortable and semi-formal suit, with a portion of his chest muscle exposed, cried out at his opponent. [color=blue]"I second you, Yurius Diencrade. Battling you makes me want to forget everything that I have achieved, and only become a warrior!"[/color] The man, dressed in knight armor and a sword, yelled back, his tone aggressive but still held respect for his adversary. [color=red]"You are truly a man unlike any other. Your blade is artful, and your strike holds desire and determination. It is unfortunate, however, that there will be only one winner in this fight."[/color] Yurius replied. [color=blue]"A shame indeed Yurius. You have the strength of a hundred men, and yet you devote it to a devilish cause."[/color] Alister countered him, with his familiar mocking tone. [color=red]"Ha! Believe it or not Alister. This world is barren, filled with rampant self-interests. Warriors like you are nearly extinct. Extinguished and overshadowed by those sluggish fools!"[/color] Yurius shouted back, as he stepped forward, his claws matched the knight's blade. [color=red]"And I wish to reverse it!"[/color] Alister yanked his blade, and Yurius charged forward for another blow. It was his intentions though, as he agilely danced to the side, avoiding the incoming attack. He gave a horizontal slash, to be blocked by the vampire's gloved hand, while continue the conversation [color=blue]"If you had wished for such warriors, why don't you train them yourselves?"[/color] He retracted his blade and went for another slash, only to be blocked again by the vampire. But this time, the block was a lot softer, as the sentence Alister just said appeared to have penetrated him. [color=blue]"Your strength would be wasted on killing."[/color] The vampire took a moment, separating him and his combatant ahead of him, his expressions seemingly unimpressed. [color=red]"...Enough of this nonsense. Let us bring this fight to a conclusion!"[/color] And they clashed, yet again...[hr] Never Yurius had thought that he would have taken that advice seriously back then. But after his defeat and self-exile, in the depths of solitude, he soon realized that he was right. There were those who were gluttons, but there were those that were truly the great warrior Yurius wanted them to be. Miraculously, he was accepted into the teaching role, and more surprisingly by the man who ordered his death centuries ago. There were still gazes of cautions and distrusts, but his place was pretty much stable. He had a place to live, and was able to instruct his students his ways. That was the only thing that mattered to him now. After taking a brief shower, brushing his teeth and got dressed in his old yet unworn suit, he was ready to begin teaching. Straight up after opening the door, he saw a student, apparently a senior one, waiting eagerly for him to come out. [color=fff257]"Teacher! Today I shall show you what I have learnt! I shall challenge you to a fight!"[/color] Yurius laughed audibly, his all-too-familiar friendly mocking tone was present. [color=red]"Though you are weak, your courage and passion is admirable."[/color] Then finally... [color=red]"Let us fight!"[/color] (Ok he did not fight at the school ground) [/hider] [b][color=red]Classes:[/color][/b] -Art of Combat: Intermediate -Art of Combat: Advanced -Physical Education [/center][/hider]