NAME
Ahn Kwang-jo
ALIAS
Dragonson
AGE
20, July 27
APPEARANCE
♆ Height: 165 cm
♆ Weight: 61 kg
♆ Hair Color: Black
♆ Eye Colors: Pale Azure, Crimson Red when powered

PERSONALITY
♆ Vigilant
♆ Amicable
♆ Proud

STATUS & MENTOR
♆ Full-time - Cyborg

EXPERIENCE
As a member of the royal family of Silla, Dragonson was educated in many subjects befitting that of a prince which included aquamancy and swordfighting. The latter would be essential as he would inherit the magical blade of Tangun before departing for the surface world in order to join the Titans Academy. It is said to rend the skies and command the waves when mastered but for now it only acts as an amplifier for Dragonson's inherent magical powers.

With that said, Dragonson has no formal hero training and has only begun to learn the protocols that he is expected to follow.

POWERS
♆ Hydrokinesis - Able to control bodies of water through magic runes tattooed on his body, strengthened by his sword Tangun.

♆ Sillian Physiology- Just like that of an Atlantean, the Sillian body adapted to its deepwater environment and resulted in naturally heightened resilience.

♆ Amphibious - Not only is Dragonson able to breathe underwater and on land, he also travels faster when swimming compared to most non-sea dwellers.

♆ Aquatic Sovereign - Like the Aquaman, Dragonson can command the denizens of the sea though he can also summon them through water portals invoked by his magic.

WEAKNESSES
♆ Separation from the Sword - Without Tangun by his immediate vicinity, Dragonson's powers drop to that of a normal Sillian. While more remarkable than an average person's capabilities, its absence limits Dragonson to basic water manipulation.

♆ Lack of Water Sources- Without the presence of large bodies of water, the Dragonson cannot operate at full power either.

APPERANCE



BIOGRAPHY
Long ago, the kingdoms of the seven seas had enjoyed a splendid peace that isolated them from conflicts that raged across the lands. However, it would only take a few years to change the course of their societies. Atlantis would be the first to re-establish contact with the outside world, as the new Aquaman to take the throne had been raised on the surface. The Atlanteans were quick to send diplomats to the royal courts of the other abyssal kingdoms in an effort to convince them to reintegrate with the world as new global threats started to emerge.

The underwater Kingdom of Silla, claiming dominion over the Yellow Sea to the Bering Strait, had found themselves in a peculiar position. Their former tributaries on the East Pacific lands had devolved into belligerent states armed with weapons capable of mass destruction. Popular discourse among the Sillian people fell into two camps: the militarists who clamoured for a strong army to defend them versus the anti-aggressionists who advocated for diplomatic and economic ties with their neighbours. To satisfy both camps, King Munmu of Silla had chosen to pursue a modernization and expansion of their army without explicitly declaring an intent for war while also sending his children on diplomatic missions to the surface.

Taking the name Ahn Kwang-jo, the first prince of Silla known as Dragonson was given the task to be the diplomat to the territory they once called Goguryeo at the age of 18. Nowadays, this state now calls itself the Democratic People's Republic of Korea. While he wasn't familiar with surface culture, Kwang-jo did find his experiences quite eerie. All of his tours across the state were curated and directed in such a way Kwang-jo only saw what his handlers wanted him to see.

Curiosity got the best of him. On an unsupervised escapade, he would use his powers to quickly travel on the waterways of the country and witness the true state of the population. Shocked and horrified, Kwang-jo would resign from his post and inform his people what he had witnessed. This would only intensify debates between the two factions, boiling over to riots across the kingdom. Action had to be taken and a compromise was eventually reached. Prince Dragonson would follow the steps of the Aquaman and spend time on the surface among their pantheon of heroes. He will eventually return with power and experience — choosing the destiny of his people when the time is right.

NOTES
♆ Met Cyborg on a highly publicized event sponsored by the U.N.
♆ Has attended royal galas in Atlantis as an official representative of his nation of Silla.
♆ Is a big fan of animation though often assumes that these are all historically accurate.

SAMPLE POST
The day had finally arrived. For weeks now, Atlantean and surface engineers had been hard at work collaborating with the royal architects of Silla in creating an airlocked dome that would allow the housing of foreign embassies, finalizing their integration to the international communities of the world. This momentous event was declared a holiday across the kingdom and the people were invited to witness the grand opening of the structure. King Munmu himself would attend though he would not be the one to give the royal ascendance and speech with regards to this achievement. Rolling out a device made of crystal and mithrilium, the foreign engineers would soon project a moving image of Silla's royal son in front of the crowd. Truly, the achievements of the outside world were quite the marvel to witness. The same could not be said of the prince's current state though. Though he was dressed in the majesty of his royal attire, the eyebags on his face were quite clear to those that witnessed the projection and his words would soon confirm just how tired he was.

"Loyal citizens of Silla! I thank you for your presence today in celebrating... this embassy opening!" The prince would take a momentary pause to regain his composure. Taking a deep breath before proceeding, he would expound about the wonders of the surface. "Uh, the surface world has quite the collection of luxuries and I would be remiss if I did not share them with you. In fact, I have spent the last few days constantly learning about their culture through these luxuries known as blue rays, completely unlike the manta rays of our domain. As such, I have asked the representatives of the Atlantean embassy to project an episode of this new media fascination of mine for the remaining time allotted to my speech. Glory to Silla!"

As the image of the prince dissipated, murmurs among the crowd started as they wondered what the prince had exactly meant. However, a new image replaced his royal highness. The crowd first fell to silence as a heavenly chorus began but this would eventually be followed by a cacophony of laughter as they witnessed the antics of this slob of a surface dweller seemingly afflicted with jaundice. Truly, this had to be the peak of surface comedy.