[hider=Igarashi Renzo]
[center]
[b]Name:[/b]
Igarashi Renzo

[b]Age:[/b]
17

[b]Appearance:[/b]
[img]https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/mha-rp/images/1/13/Fcf00f7f9ec7b67f7f1deb0c3107ed2a.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20180828182523[/img]

[b]Personality:[/b]
Shy and nervous. Two concepts that pretty much define Ren's entire existence. All in all, he thinks he's kind of useless, and prefers to stay as far away from being the center of attention as physically possible. He doesn't even really believe in his own abilities all that much, and the idea that others might depend on him is something that terrifies him to his core. However, he also knows that as someone who actually [i]does[/i] have some level of power, he has to at least [i]try[/i], even if he thinks he'll fail to make a difference.

[b]Background:[/b]
Ren has had a fairly ordinary life given the current state of the world. Mother dying in childbirth and no information on his father, Ren grew up in an orphanage surrounded along with over fifty other children. While some may find this quite a healthy place to grow up, others know one of the defining facts of life to a young person who has fallen behind in some way.

Children are cruel.

For Ren, who was visibly shorter than most of the others, this couldn't have been clearer. Between the ages of four and fifteen, he was molded by bullying and teasing, becoming a ball of nerves and self-doubt. Sure, the caretakers did what they could to prevent it, and there were plenty of kids who tried to stick up for him, but the bullies always seemed to find a way around these obstacles, getting him where they couldn't see. Eventually, this [i]did[/i] mellow out, as his tormentors finally matured enough to realize how needlessly cruel they were being and left him alone. Some even apologized to him. It didn't matter though, the damage had been done. He already had little to no faith in himself. Even if the bullying had stopped, the mere fact that he had never been able to stand up for himself when it took place only proved that what they had said was true. He was weak. Too weak to do anything, for himself or for others. All he could do was drift through life and wait for the next reminder of his own uselessness.

It was during this time, where he felt like he had nothing he could accomplish, that he began visiting his mothers grave more and more often. Here he would confess how weak he felt, releasing all his problems to the gravestone and wondering if there was something, [i]anything,[/i] that he could do to grow beyond this. Something to prove to the world that there was a reason for him to exist. To prove to [i]himself[/i] that there was a reason.

And then one day, that proof came in the form of a construct.

Looking like a cross between a skeleton, a puppet, and the moon, the being instantly terrified Ren, his knees giving out from the shock. However, despite his fear, he felt a confusing urge to reach out to it. And so, going against his better judgement, he introduced himself to the construct. Upon hearing his name, the construct actually seemed confused, and before Ren could decide to take the opportunity to run, it did something he never expected, asking him to form a contract with it. Ren had heard of the way constructs sustain themselves, either forming a contract with a human or hunting them down. If this one was asking for a contract, then at least that meant it probably wasn't going to try to eat him, or do whatever it was they did to humans. However, he couldn't for the life of him understand why this being would want to connect itself to someone like [i]him.[/i] Hell, even if it didn't know him well enough to know he was such a loser, it seemed like something you would be able to pick up pretty quick. 

And then it promised to tell him about his father if he formed the contract, and let it show him how strong he could really be.

And, well, that was something he just couldn't turn down...

[b]Magic:[/b]
Ren has a limited control over air and wind. It isn't particularly powerful enough to use as an attack, mostly being used to enhance his speed and mobility. When paired with Lun however, it can greatly enhance the speed with which he flies, as well as the floating speed of his constructs.
[/center][/hider]

[hider=Lun]
[center][b]Name:[/b]
Lun

[b]Type:[/b]
Abomination

[b]Appearance:[/b]
[img]https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/nier/images/b/b3/2132401742_view-noscale.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20100409213941
[/img]

[b]Personality:[/b]
Despite his unnerving appearance, Lun is the kind of person who does whatever he can to be friendly and kind to those around him. If he see's someone having a hard time, he'll go out of his way to try and cheer them up, even if he can be a bit awkward about it. Ultimately, he just wants to help people out, and has been known to straight up ignore orders he has been given if he feels like it will cause unnecessary misery for others. The only time he would actively do something that will result in him hurting others is if he knows it's absolutely necessary, and even then, it'll tear him up inside.

That being said, he is rather self conscious, specifically about his appearance. Even though he knows there are plenty of other constructs out there who look far scarier than him, it still hurts a bit whenever he catches sight of his own reflection, or more commonly, when he see's others reactions to it.

[b]Core:[/b]
Replication

[b]Background:[/b]
Igarashi Keiji couldn't be there when his wife died. He was on the other side of Japan, working odd jobs in the hope that he could send money back to her and their infant son. When he finally got the news, he didn't get much. She was gone. No word on the baby, but it didn't seem likely that he would have survived the attack on his mother. He couldn't understand it though. They were in the city. They were meant to be [i]safe.[/i] How was it that a construct could get them there? Drain them of their life force in the bastions of humanity?

By the time he managed to force down his rage, he had already completed his weapon, the being that would help him hunt down the constructs that had killed his family. It was only then, as the construct took form, that he realised what he had [i]truly[/i] created. Despite looking kind of horrifying, the way it acted, the way it spoke...

It was his son... Not a baby, of course, but what he'd imagined his son might become when he grew older.

From the start, Keiji couldn't help but treat Lun as if he really were his son. He may never get to see Ren again, but he wouldn't waste this second chance he'd been given. Of course, this didn't stop him from seeking to avenge his wife and original son, and he took up a new life as a hunter of rogue constructs, using Lun's powers to find success time after time. This continued for sixteen years, until he was killed while fighting a construct taking the form of a giant white wolf.

With the last of his strength, Keiji asked Lun to find his wife's grave, as he had always believed that he didn't have the right to visit it, feeling guilty that he wasn't there to try and protect her when she was killed. However, now that he realized he'd never get the chance, he only felt stupid that he left such a dumb reason keep him away. Lun promised he would, and after making sure his creator, his [i]father,[/i] had been buried properly, he set off for Shinchi. 

The journey was tiring, even by flight, but he eventually made it to the neighboring city. He spent almost a full day searching, but when he eventually found it, he saw a boy standing at the grave. He wasn't sure why, but he almost felt like there was some kind of... [i]something...[/i] between the boy and him. He approached the boy and, while clearly terrified by the poor construct, he at least managed to introduce himself. Lun noted with surprise that this boy, Igarashi Renzo, had the same family name as his creator. It wasn't long before he realised what was going on, but even if he hadn't, it was clear that this boy needed a hand in being confident in himself, so he asked if the boy would like to form a contract. Ren was hesitant, naturally, but it didn't take much after Lun told him he would tell the boy as much as he could about his father if he did.

And on that day, Lun met the boy he was, at least on some level, created from.

[b]Abilities:[/b]
Outside of the normal physical enhancements that most constructs have, Lun has two primary abilities. The first is his ability to control gravity in relation to himself, allowing him to float around with ease, sometimes even reaching incredible speeds if the need arises. The second skill is his ability to create hard-light replicas of any object he has seen before, along with telekinetic control over them. This is usually limited to melee weapons, although he can create many other forms if he feels the need, such as orb-like projectiles he unleashes en masse, or even large, mechanical-looking limbs. Occasionally, if the mood strikes him and he isn't feeling quite as down about his own appearance, he will replace his projectile orbs with replications of his own head, because he thinks it's funny and [i]youcan'tstophim[/i].
[/center]
[/hider]