[hider=False Caster] [center] [h3]Ahahahaha! Applaud, applaud! That time we've wished for has come. All sins will be forgiven, all sins will be made. Yes, to bring that time, to bring [b]him[/b] here... This world has need for nothing but God, and yet this world lacks for nothing but God. Let us turn seven into five, evil into virtue. Fake shall become real.[/h3] [img]https://s1.zerochan.net/Lemure.Lemure.600.1159893.jpg[/img][/center] [center][b]Name[/b] Nicholas Stephan (Children's Crusade. A Gathering of 60002 wraiths) [b]Class[/b] Caster [b]Attribute[/b] Man [b]Gender[/b] Male [b]Alignment[/b] Neutral Good [b]Personality[/b][/center] An absolutely pure child. A child who could see into the hearts of men, and who admired God. A child betrayed by a godless world, an age where miracles were no longer a thing. magecraft If only if he did not have his talent with words or the ability to wrought fake miracles. If only if he had not been learned enough and smart enough to speak as one with knowledge of scripture. An unbelievably bright child, an unbelievably devout child. His life perhaps is proof that blessings can easily be the grounds for curses. That brightness indeed is what gathered moths to a fall. Yet even with a bitter end that heart cannot break so easily. A corruption of that sweet purity has occurred, yet he has not lost himself despite the swarming resentment, pain and evil of countless evil spirits making up “him”. That iron will, that unshakable devotion was forced to choose its admiration or the world. Naturally it chose its admiration. So his view on God would not shatter he instead turned to resent and curse the world. [center][b]History[/b][/center] Once there was a boy who saw that the people around him desired something. Once there was a boy who believed in the power of God. In his greatness, in his goodness. A pure love, a pure belief. Ah, this god is amazing, this god is infallible. It was the mixture of admiration, of that like a child looking upon their parents, of that of a devout zealot looking upon their idol. Such things mixed would only bring absolute belief. An unwavering belief that could not compromise. So strong and yet so kind. From the moment he was born, the moment he looked upon the idea of God with such admiration perhaps his fate was sealed. The truth is hazy, whether it is Nicholas of Cologne, or Stephen of Cloyes who is the true tale of the Children's Crusade. But does it matter? One day a child talked with the “savior. “ Although perhaps one should say that in truth what he spoke with was the hearts of people. The savior they had in their hearts, the savior they gave thanks to and held hopes for. “This world has yet to see true peace. The crusades and wars of the faithful hold good intentions but the way of God does not hold bloodshed.” The savior turned his back on battle, and yet encouraged the conquering of the ones who stood between the world and utopia. What people truly wanted was a world with no worry or hatred. A beautiful, noble and simple thing. He could be the one to do it. He could be the one to bring forth the resolution all wanted. Everyone wanted salvation, everyone wanted peace and for the times of the savior to come. That was why they believed, that was why they prayed. The wish that all devout Christians, that all the people around him held in their breast. A promised land, a promised miracle. He could be the one to bring it forth. So he gathered those wishes and journeyed to the land of sands. The children, on a similar standing with him, who were less guarded with their dreams and wishes, yet to experience the harshness of reality, the evils that God was said to protect them from were the easiest to convince. Yet his talent went beyond that. Grown men and women. Many followed, and many more gave their approval. Showing off miracles, speaking to their hearts. Only those whose dreams were deviant from man, or those who had completely given up unable to feel anything from his preachings. Yet there was no promised miracle, no promised salvation. Ah perhaps his mistake was that he thought of it as his act. Even if he brought the people together, even if he had managed to bring forth thousands of other pure souls… in the end it all hinged on God’s miracle. Perhaps if he had been a bit more eloquent, perhaps if they managed to get boats faster. No, to hope for the help of God in parting the oceans was his mistake... Unable to reach the holy lands, unable to defeat the ocean and world, let alone convert the muslims. The crusade of children broke apart to human needs and evil. Merchants swindled young ones and took them in, promising voyage but instead trading them into bondage for coin. Men and women betrayed and abandoned each other out of need as their doubts crept in to call them back after a flight of fancy in which they decided to believe in dreams. Those who were shipwrecked and never made it to the sands, those who turned back and found the wilds their grave, unable to be saved even as they threw away even their ideals for their lives. Those who starved, those who perished from misfortune. The crusade born out of a desire for peace ended in death, misery and evil. Looking upon what had come out of his life he could only feel one thing. Hatred. Ah, was it towards himself? Was it towards mankind and their inability to keep to their truest desires, brought low by evil? No, what he hates was this world that did not have God’s miracles. If only if he could truly see one. [center][b]Weapon[/b] Nothing[/center] [center][b]Parameters[/b] STR: E CON: C AGI: D MGI: B+ LCK: E [/center] [center][h3][b]Class Skills[/b][/h3] [b]Territory Creation:[/b] E[/center] As one who wandered, never truly reaching the promised land, nor taking a utopia. Caster is a heroic spirit who never took roost or made a workshop. Beyond bounded fields like normal and establishing a workshop swifter than usual like most casters, no special privilege is afforded to Caster. [center][b]Item Creation:[/b] C[/center] Usage of magecraft and magical energy to create items. While it is called Item Creation the abilities of Caster in this regard are primarily due to his class container. That fact combined with the nature of hero he is causes it to be more along the lines of an ability that shapes (false) miracles into cursed items. Items replicating the common tools of the church, and mystic codes that are shaped by a miracle in scripture are possible. However due to the fundamental nature of Caster the weapons impose a evergrowing karmic burden and backlash upon use. The miracles wrought by mankind are but pale imitations of the divine and loving aid of he in heaven. There is no fruition in such a path and only tragedy leads at the end of their use. In short, what he can create can be surprisingly useful, but potentially dangerous too. [center][h3][b]Personal Skills[/b][/h3] [b]The Children’s Crusade (Incitement Crusade):[/b] B++[/center] An ability and unfortunate existence that’s been sublimated into part of one’s existence. A composite skill using the base of Caster’s ability to incite others, the nature of that incitement and his tragedy. What should be the acquisition of words and gestures to lead the masses in a powerful mental attack, or the sharing of one’s religious fervor is colored by the misfortune of the Children’s Crusade. Jealousy, hatred, and lamentation are all collected without fault or ill intent, the faults and lack of miracles in the world given a target to blame, the anti-hero offered as a sacrificial lamb to those who live in a world untouched by God’s miracles. The true nature of this incitement is to touch upon the unspoken desire, the wishes lying in the hearts of people that they do not stretch their arm towards. Passion, ideals and hopes are brought out from hiding. Yet the world is cruel, and not receptive to utopias or childish perfect dreams. Like a devilish tempter, the child who brings out such things in the end only brings tragedy as no one is strong enough to protect such pure desires when they are exposed and brought out of hiding. It’s just how it is. But to acknowledge the world to be so is too cruel. So someone must be blamed. Caster is a nexus of malignant information, misfortune and grudges, and is able to bring out powerful mental attacks. An additional + modifier is present when it is incitement based on one’s secret desires, and most purest dreams. At that level it exceeds a mental attack, and becomes an attack on one’s dreams. One could say there is a resemblance in how it deals with the protected parts of the spirit in the medical software of a certain Buddhist Nun. In truth this is not the story of a heroic little boy miraculously blessed with power and gathering the people to take a Utopia. This is a story of the ruin and sorrow that abandoning life to chase dreams brings. [center][b]Protection of the Faith (Masses):[/b]A+++[/CENTER] A skill that represents those who devote themselves or sacrifice themselves to a religious view. A sort of “divine protection” although in truth it is not a form of protection brought by an external source, but rather one that comes from one’s faith and beliefs. AN absoluteness of body and mind that cannot be shaken. However with a high rank abnormalities in the personality occur. It goes without saying that Caster would have such a skill at a high rank. But to look at it further Caster is composed of thousands upon thousands of pure-hearted believers. Even in their resentment at the betrayal of their hopes, they are still those who are devout Christians. What's most frightening perhaps is that Caster has not only kept their ego and personality due to his own faith, but has incorporated the faith of those masses into his own. This resentment and devoutness makes Caster a nexus of regret and yet continuing belief. What could this be called, but malignant information? [center][b]Demon Creation:[/b] C[/center] The creation of demons. An ability derived from his nature as a heroic spirit. Rather than putting shape to mankind’s wishes, it is more akin to putting shape to God's miracles as people wish for. In a sense it is also similar to the evocation of the Magic King who brought forth the 72 demon gods. Titling and giving shape. The form of the demons that he brings forth could be said to be a false sort of angel. There are a number of similarities with the concept of utilization of Angels in the modern magecraft of the 21th century. A fake saint creating fake angels with fake miracles. Indeed, the only one who truly has the power to change the world is- [center][h3][b]Noble Phantasm[/b][/h3] [b]Name: [/b]God Is Heaven - All The Right In The World [b]Title:[/b] Fraughtless Mortal Life Without Miracles [b]Rank:[/b] C [b]NP Type: [/b]Anti-Unit [b]Range:[/b] - [b]Maximum Number of Targets: [/b]60001 (1) [b]Description[/b][/center] The only one who has the power to wrought miracles is God. All things that are good and miraculous are simply small shards of power passed down from him. The source of power of a saint is not themselves, the origin of all things wonderful is the one above all. Ah, even the most devoted and faithful are lambs that can be misled. The heretical group that is an exception among exceptions. The Eighth Sacrament and the 120th Cardinal. But Caster’s life has proven that no miracles truly exist outside of that of God. A saint’s powers did not bring peace. The wishes and hopes of thousands were betrayed, their lives taken due to the cruelty of the world of mortals. The tragedy that is the Children's Crusade denies the status of men and gods. Only the one above all, the creator himself holding the right, and ability to change the world. A form of tradition protection. Recreation of miracles, and miracles not originating directly from the God of the Universal Church is not something that interacts with Caster or enacts interference. Even the magecraft of saints and priests are denied, just as how the children were denied by the promise of a saint and crusade. However, this protection only applies to Caster's body himself, and not any of his creations. A powerless child protected by the miracles of God. Indeed, the battle with Caster is one of conquering the angels brought forth, and overcoming that false power of God.[/hider]