[hider=Demon King of Another World(Dont call me MIDBOSS!)] [b]Appearance:[/b][img]https://i.imgur.com/0tK3faD.png?2[/img] [b]Name:[/b]Valkira of the Searing Flame "Fire? I was born for this! This level of heat wont even be enough to scorch my skin let alone kill me!" [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Age:[/b] unknown [b]Race:[/b] presumed human? Maybe Demon? [b]Class:[/b] [i]Demon King?[/i]; A class born of a simple statement "I am the demon king of all the heavens." Boosts considerable power and endurance but low resistance making her vulnerable to all forms of magic. Has high resistance against fire. [b]Dream:[/b] To rid herself of the name "midboss" [b]Home:[/b] Unknown claims to be born from a shrine set ablaze and born of the lingering hatred. [b]Gimmicks:[/b] [b][i]Einherjar:[/i][/b] A skill that despite its over the top naming sense it is in the end nothing more than a grandiose naming for a skill that allows her to summon her sword. [b][i]Eternal Flame:[/i][/b] Like Tenka Fubu it is a grandiose naming for what allows her to control fire in a limited fashion normally used for dramatic entrances and exits. [b][i]Ragnarok:[/i][/b] Her one true skill that makes her a possible threat Ragnarok is what allows her to live up to her self claimed title. It is a skill that allows her to bath the area in her own flame allowing her to truly act as a demon king. Though like with all of her skill its grandiose naming scheme is present. [b]Personality:[/b] Fire and temperamental she is boastful and holds a lot of pride she refuses to be called anything less than what she believes she is. Despite this she is someone who can hold her own to a degree. She has a more tsundere side to herself refusing to let others know she cares by acting rude and or indifferent when she isnt. She is oddly happy when praised though hides it under scorn and indifference. [b]Background:[/b] "Ah so you wish to know me and my origin very well! Let it be known a long time ago in a world not like this one a ruler made a pact with his allies that he would unite all of the world under his banner. Though not long after that a traitor struck setting the place aflame the tree they planted was reduced to ash in the scoring hellfire. From the rage at that broken promise the hatred that spread. A spirit formed one of hatred and malice a spirit of war and conquest. Yes it was I destined to conquer the land not as the benevolent ruler like promised but as a cold merciless demon king!" The actual backstory was scratched out but a person who was reborn as a demon. Once was a young lady who looked to the world with wonder started to grow cold and indifferent towards it long has it lost its wonder the mysteries she wanted to seek and claim gone claimed by others before she could even make a stake in it. Yes that was her story. She quickly fell to the occult and spiritual for excitement and for a brief moment had everything and more. That was one day when enjoying the moon she choked on her favorite snack dead before the sun rose. What was next is part of the truth she was born again as a tree that was burnt down in the shrine the rage and hatred of the ruler tarnished her soul causing her to be reborn again as a demon. There she made her claim in that world she would rule as a leader should to make the spirit's dream that formed her very essence a reality! She rose not as a human or a demon but something unknown. It was during this life thousands of years ago she made her claim she would be Demon King! Not of one realm but all! They would know her name know her pain and her anguish and they would know her fury. Yes so she stepped forth only to be beaten by heroes during the middle of their journey. Licking her wounds she set out again only to fail once more. This journey rinsed and repeated for eons she was destined to be the eternal midboss. [b]Inventory:[/b] Crown of dark fire(Headdress of made of gold flashy and holds up her but nothing special), Sword of the eternal dark flame(Long sword forged from a black knights armor strong and sturdy but hardly special) Efreet Mantle(Feathered cape attached to her waist held by large scaled pauldrons flashy but overs nothing more than protection). [/hider] [hider=Fallen Hero of Legend] [b]Appearance:[/b][img]https://i.imgur.com/1AQ6JLr.jpg[/img] [b]Name:[/b] Skuld "One never chooses to be a hero the world just conspires to make them one." [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Age:[/b] unknown [b]Race:[/b] formerly human (bound spirit) [b]Class:[/b] [i]Lost Hero[/i]; A class born when she fell in battle her soul bound to her armor eternally. boasts high speed and atk at the cost of defense. Weak to holy elements but immune to death based skills. [b]Dream:[/b] To finally complete her journey and achieve peace. [b]Home:[/b] Another world? [b]Gimmicks:[/b] [b][i]Leiptr:[/i][/b] A skill that freezes that can encase a person in ice. [b][i]Ylgr:[/i][/b] Summons a wave of ice with a swing of her spear. [b][i]Slidr:[/i][/b] Creates swords of ice that float around her and can be launched at her command [b][i]Elivagar:[/i][/b] Her penultimate skill creates a giant well of ice of that freezes everything in the vicinity solid. [b]Personality:[/b] Cold and indifferent long has she wandered the world seeking for a way to be at peace always leading to failure. While she likes to believe she has long since lost all rights to the person she once was she is still a headstrong person who seeks things with a bullheaded determination. She can be kind and passionate to those who get to know her however she has since lost hope in herself and the world. [b]Background:[/b] "My tale isn't for those of the faint of heart." It started off I was summoned to be the hero of a kingdom in its time of need against a demon lord. I was granted training and armor before I set off on my quest with money and a cape to protect me from the weather. However as time passed I learned that not everything was as it seemed. Things started to go down hill things disappearing in the night with no trace to be found. Mysterious cloaked beings following me among other things. Still I kept my head high I was new and trusted to easily which lead me to searching for armor and weapons that I could use in my quest. If there is one thing I recommend "Beware the magi that comes bearing gifts." Alas I was young and foolish and accepted the gifts with eager pledging I would do them proud and accomplish my quest in record time. This however would prove to be my undoing. Little did I know was that things were set against me from the very start the gift bearer was a servant of the demon lord who wished to usurp the king by helping the "hero". So he gladly gave me armor and weapons and told me the weakness of the demon lord. It happened in a flash I stood strong and faced the great evil but at what cost. Through hardships and loss I emerged victorious however in my moment of Victory I was struck down by the very person I have grown to trust. What happened next is a blur as I laid dying I remember thinking that perhaps in death I could get some rest. However that was denied to me my grudge against him and the very armor gifted to me cursed me to this existence. So here I wander a hero misplaced by time a soul bound by armor destined to neither live nor die for as long as he remains alive. The one who betrayed me the one who is now the demon king. The once brilliant armor and weapons blackened by deathly curses and my own grudges. The kingdom I sworn to the protect lost in the sands of time. [b]Inventory:[/b] [b][i]Hrid:[/i][/b] The cursed lance its cold to the touch and since her curse and changed its appearance to a more dark and dreary one seemingly made of bones now. [b][i]Sylgr:[/i][/b] A cloak old and ratted cape that once displayed a kingdom's symbol proudly is now old and worn with time. It grants some protection against the elements. [b][i]Gjoll:[/i][/b] Cursed armor that binds her soul to it. It keeps her in a state that is not living yet not dead at the same time. The blackened steel is cold to the touch and seems to suck the heat from the very air. [b][i]Fimbulthul:[/i][/b] A arming sword that much like Hrid became cursed and changed its appearance its blackened steel is cold and leaves behind an icy trail when swung. [/hider]