Ok, there you have it. I hope this is at least a good beginning:

[color=808080][b]• Name:[/b][/color] Mao, he'll usually go by John, if he needs an Western name for any reason. None of these two are his real name, reason discussed bellow.
[color=808080][b]• Age:[/b][/color] 25 years (Presumed)
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[color=808080][b]• Height:[/b][/color] 178 cm | [color=808080][b]• Weight:[/b][/color] 76 kg[/center][/hider][color=808080][b]• Personality:[/b][/color] To the outside observer, Mao is a typical nice guy, trying to mind his own business. A typical everyday guy with little desire to attract attention to himself, who spends most of his time outside of work at home, very rarely going outside to buy some basic necessities or for other important issues.

The truth, however, is that he is basically indifferent to the worries of others; a man almost completely devoid of human emotions, simply wearing a mask that allows him to course through society in an easier way, especially when he's trying to keep a low profile. The only exception for most of these characteristics is a certain albino girl that Mao helped on a whim a few months ago; an event that changed both of their fates in an irreversible way.
[color=808080][b]• History:[/b][/color] A man with no past, trying to find his way to an uncertain future. That's the best way to define Mao in a single phrase.

The earliest memory that he's capable of recalling with accuracy is of waking up in a hospital in Hong Kong, unable to recall even his own real name, and being greeted by a group of men dressed in business suits of varying colors, as well as shades and other over the top accessories; an appearance that seemed to have been lifted straight out of some old police drama.

He was told that he had a debt with an organization called the Syndicate and that now he would have to pay it by working for them or be disposed of. Needless to say, Mao couldn't remember anything of what the men talked about, nor could he remember anything else, putting him in a position where refusal wasn't really an option.

With no other real option left, Mao accepted the offer and began his career as one of the Syndicate's enforcers, surprising even himself when he found out not only about his martial arts proficiency but also about his abilities as a Contractor. The later was the main reason why the Syndicate claimed that he was indebted to them since it was apparently a contract that was mediated by the Syndicate, not one made solely because of mutual interest between Mao and the deity that he was contracted to.

After years of living as a hollow shell of a man, with no desires or interests of his own, Mao began to notice some changes within himself. Perhaps it was the weight of his guilty finally catching up him, or because his memories were beginning to fight their way back to his mind, causing him to be constantly haunted with visions that he couldn't connect to at all, especially an unknown girl's smiling at him with an unbearably sad look in her eyes.

What happened next was nothing short of fate itself at work, when Mao came across a girl that was marked for death in a hit against a group rival to the Syndicate. For a reason that even he couldn't explain at the time, the otherwise insensitive hitman felt that she didn't need to die on that day. Instead, he helped her escape his colleagues. It didn't take long for the Syndicate to know that Mao had betrayed them, forcing both he and the girl to run away from Hong Kong, feigning their own deaths, and seeking asylum at America.
[color=808080][b]• Affiliation:[/b][/color] Former enforcer of a Hong Kong Anchor known as the Syndicate; currently associated with the Soulflame after some of their members helped him settle on Fairstone.
[color=808080][b]• Level:[/b][/color] Middle
[color=808080][b]• Primary Contracted Party:[/b][/color] YingLong, the Rain Dragon (Deity).
[color=808080][b]• Abilities:[/b][/color] The abilities granted by contract with YingLong are almost universally related to water and weather manipulation. His contractors can produce or halt rain, shape and control nearby sources of water with varying degrees of skill; Mao is specifically capable of creating water decoys and defensive walls of water as long as there's enough liquid water nearby to manipulate. The most interesting ability coming from this contract is the ability to sense nearby sources of water—including other living beings since they are majorly made out of water— which Mao uses as a kind of echolocation ability, which allows him to operate in nearly total blindness without any problems.

Another ability granted to YingLong contractors is basically a deep knowledge of rice agriculture and irrigation techniques, while it doesn't help in combat this is perhaps the biggest boon the Rain dragon could grant to a mortal. At least from its point of view.
[color=808080][b]• Skills:[/b][/color] Mao is well-versed in Chinese Martial Arts, his style is basically a combination of some traits from Bajiquan, Wing Chun and Shequan (Snake Fist) with a heavy emphasis on fast and hard counterattacks,  as well as striking pressure points to disable opponents in short range combat. He's also very proficient with knives. Furthermore, while he certainly knows how to, Mao prefers to avoid using guns whenever possible since they were pretty awful tools for his previous line of work and even now he doesn't find much use for them.
[color=808080][b]• Other:[/b][/color] Has a price for his contract, Mao has to eat a large quantity of rice almost every day, pretty much twice as much as most other people would. He can go without doing so for a while, especially if there's no easy source of rice around, but it weakens the powers of his contract and whenever he has the next chance of doing so, he would need to literally gorge himself to compensate for the time he went without fulfilling his obligation.

Mao is pretty good at taking care of house chores, including cleaning, laundry and anything in between. In fact, it's because he's pretty good at the kitchen that he was able to find work at a Chinese restaurant used to taking illegal immigrants as part of their staff.
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