[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/hJoUZb7.png[/img][h1]Cassius[/h1][sub]22 y/o | Male | High Elf | 6'7
STR [b][2][/b] | DEX [b][3][/b] | MAG [b][1][/b] | DEF [b][1][/b] | RES [b][1][/b] | AGI [b][3][/b] | LCK [b][4][/b]
《 Level 1 Bandit 》
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[b]Personality[/b][indent]A bastard, to be sure. A scornful, smug bastard, who sees those around him as nothing more than methods of advancing himself or indulging his pleasures. Really, he's nothing more than a low-tier thug, a born criminal with no future prospects other than a prison or a grave. What's the point of playing nice, in a world even more cannibalistic than the last? Here, at least, he'll take all that he wanted and fill up his stomach before it's time to leave.

Cassius is here for a good time, not a long time.
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[b]History[/b][indent]It's not that complicated, really.

Once he died in such a stupid, random, unfair way, he left behind every reason to remain a law-abiding, hard-working, productive member of society. In a world so fantastical, so nonsensical, that it feels like walking through a waking dream, what reason is there to pretend that it's real? What are these people, except walking flesh that are even more surreal than the humans of his past life? He was not born here. He was not raised here. He was [i]made[/i] here, injected into this wonderland after being exiled from his home. There was nothing to fear.

After all, if he died again, so what?

He knows what lies beyond the grave.
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[b]《 Luck of the Devil 》[/b][indent]
[i]Fortune favours the foul. +3 LCK.[/i][/indent]
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