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Don't leave me out please. Probably the first day will not be his day, but just let the elephants defend the area
ACION
Acion peered over the roster, in which Mamoru was holding, acknowledging all the names of his own teammate, and also the three location of the battleground. Point A's only notable feature was its high crane, pretty useful for a resting point for observation, but in exchange it allowed his opponents to engage him at a height, thus negating to some point his high ground advantage. Point B was pretty pointless to take control, since it is a building framework, thus hindering his flight effectiveness. The building was also high, although not as high as the crane, so they can make use of it against him. It might be possible to engage point B for elimination, but that wasn't the ultimate goal of the battle. Point C however, had almost nothing of height. Only sand dunes and a few vehicles. His perfect vantage point to use his techniques.
Acion then looked at the enemy team's roster. He did not know what his enemy's capabilities were, nor some of his own teammates as well. It's the first day of class after all. But provided that his observations and intuitions were correct, then the transparent guy might be the only one who was able to match his flight capabilities, for his form of body may allow him to float like how ghost tales described such creatures. Of course, Acion did not mean to say that he was dead and was resurrected. Death is eternal, there's no such things as resurrection. So when you don't know yourself and don't know your enemy, the best possible strategy is to go with the most reasonable. And Mamoru seemed to understand it pretty clearly.
Still, they could still obtain an advantage. He could execute a fast takeover with his great speed. And even better, taking someone along for defense in case he was counter-attacked. His overall strength was pretty mediocre, but he could still carry someone lightweighted with him. Probably Mamoru or Toni, since carrying the others would probably be a bad idea, because of the weight difference. He should probably ask them in advance.
"I'm heading for point C, since it's the best area to take advantage of my strength. I will be able to carry one of you two there for a quick takeover, but it's your choice whether or not to do it."
@Lucius Cypher, @McFazzer
Name: Hakuryu Genikos
Age: 17
How your char looks:
History:
Hakuryu was the first son, along with a younger sister, of a retired military commander in the imperial army, yet a myth was spread that he is the son of the god of war, Odin, due to his natural born supernatural power of soul summoning. Never once known the face of his mother, who died shortly after giving birth to his younger sister, Hakuryu was raised entirely by the kind yet strict father who was widely reowned for his significance in the resistance against the demon lord. During his childhood, Hakuryu was impressed by his father's ambition as a soldier, which was to use his grits and strengths to defeat the demon king. He was obsessed with studying his father's old records and legacies, and vowed to leave an even bigger one. He did not go to primary nor secondary school and was instead tutored at home by an old acquaintance to his father, professor Sarafin, who was a brilliant tutor at Magicana high school, who was reowned for her wide research in many fields, including ethics, medicine, politics, history, mathematic, physics, chemistry, leadership and most importantly curiosity. For the next nine years of his life, he was taught, developing a passion for pursuing knowledge, a decent understandings about the world around him, and a fairly good control over his power
Impressed by his intelligence and learning potential, Sarafin offered him a scholarship in the Magicana high school, where he would continue to further his powers and his understandings of it, while learning to grip on his life purposes, his ambitions that Hakuryu had discovered before. He was granted the chance to study at Magicana free of charge, but his living expenditure wasn't covered. Because of his big ego was to be independent, and the fact that his younger sister was still in needs of care from his father, he accepted the work as a school librarian and a grader to earn some extra money to buy his personal belongings.
Character traits:
His most notable traits, the one that can be seen right from the first contact with him is his hard-working nature. Clinging on his lifelong goal is to do something big for mankind to look at, Hakuryu is very industrious, taking his study and job very seriously, and is prone to get irritated or even angry when people around him do not do the same. He takes his steps cautiously, never making any assumptions, prefering to analyse basing on facts and logics before making decisions. However, this trait can be abandoned when someone drives Hakuryu into a bad mood, as he is likely to be impulsive and have violent mood swing.
Born in a family with high social status, and his vision for greatness somewhat caused him to be condescending towards other students, especially for lazy ones. And that condescending trait can be more severe when he faces those who lack the vision of their own future and those who are being weak-willed, not trying hard enough, or pushing their responsibility to others, to achieve what they want. His manners and behaviors in times like that can be inconsiderate, cold and ruthless. Nevertheless, if you get on his good side, he can be friendly, fair, sympathetic and loyal, as he values the bond he has with the souls of dead soldiers in Valhalla.
He has an ambition, and works himself to achieve it. But sometimes he aims too high and too far, thus resulting in him over-exerting his stamina. This can lead to exhaustion and sometimes stress. He can also be greedy at times, due to his 'aiming-high' nature.
What your character dream is: To continue his father's will and ambition to defeat the demon lord, and create an everlasting legacy for the next generations to remember.
What kind of magic your char has: Warrior's soul summoning
A rare type of magic especially granted to him during childbirth. Specifically, Hakuryu has the ability to access the gate of Valhalla, the realm that contains the soul of deceased warriors who fell in battle, open them and summon these souls at his side at a cost of his own energy. This thus earned him the title of 'the son of Odin', the god who rules the place. The longer the stay of the soul at Valhalla (or simply the longer the time they spent there since they died), the easier it is for him to summon. That is why he mostly summons ancient to late-medieval soldiers, as they do not require much to call from Valhalla. But still he can only call around two hundred men at best, and they are generally not as tough as normal humans. Once they are killed, the souls will dissipate and return back to Valhalla, awaiting for further calls. This allows Hakuryu to summon the same soldier as many times as he wants, but he still needs energy to do so, and it also depends on the soul's willingness to be summoned.
For personal combat, Hakuryu is able to summon a long, Greek-styled, forward curving blade. The weapon acts nothing different from a normal sword, aside from the fact that when it is broken, the weapon can be mended back, at a significant cost of the user's energy, of course. He is decent at fighting on foot, but he is best when he fights on the back of his companion, a black heavy war horse, Seraphim, named after his most respected tutor, Sarafin, which he is also capable of summoning.
Age: 17
How your char looks:
History:
Hakuryu was the first son, along with a younger sister, of a retired military commander in the imperial army, yet a myth was spread that he is the son of the god of war, Odin, due to his natural born supernatural power of soul summoning. Never once known the face of his mother, who died shortly after giving birth to his younger sister, Hakuryu was raised entirely by the kind yet strict father who was widely reowned for his significance in the resistance against the demon lord. During his childhood, Hakuryu was impressed by his father's ambition as a soldier, which was to use his grits and strengths to defeat the demon king. He was obsessed with studying his father's old records and legacies, and vowed to leave an even bigger one. He did not go to primary nor secondary school and was instead tutored at home by an old acquaintance to his father, professor Sarafin, who was a brilliant tutor at Magicana high school, who was reowned for her wide research in many fields, including ethics, medicine, politics, history, mathematic, physics, chemistry, leadership and most importantly curiosity. For the next nine years of his life, he was taught, developing a passion for pursuing knowledge, a decent understandings about the world around him, and a fairly good control over his power
Impressed by his intelligence and learning potential, Sarafin offered him a scholarship in the Magicana high school, where he would continue to further his powers and his understandings of it, while learning to grip on his life purposes, his ambitions that Hakuryu had discovered before. He was granted the chance to study at Magicana free of charge, but his living expenditure wasn't covered. Because of his big ego was to be independent, and the fact that his younger sister was still in needs of care from his father, he accepted the work as a school librarian and a grader to earn some extra money to buy his personal belongings.
Character traits:
His most notable traits, the one that can be seen right from the first contact with him is his hard-working nature. Clinging on his lifelong goal is to do something big for mankind to look at, Hakuryu is very industrious, taking his study and job very seriously, and is prone to get irritated or even angry when people around him do not do the same. He takes his steps cautiously, never making any assumptions, prefering to analyse basing on facts and logics before making decisions. However, this trait can be abandoned when someone drives Hakuryu into a bad mood, as he is likely to be impulsive and have violent mood swing.
Born in a family with high social status, and his vision for greatness somewhat caused him to be condescending towards other students, especially for lazy ones. And that condescending trait can be more severe when he faces those who lack the vision of their own future and those who are being weak-willed, not trying hard enough, or pushing their responsibility to others, to achieve what they want. His manners and behaviors in times like that can be inconsiderate, cold and ruthless. Nevertheless, if you get on his good side, he can be friendly, fair, sympathetic and loyal, as he values the bond he has with the souls of dead soldiers in Valhalla.
He has an ambition, and works himself to achieve it. But sometimes he aims too high and too far, thus resulting in him over-exerting his stamina. This can lead to exhaustion and sometimes stress. He can also be greedy at times, due to his 'aiming-high' nature.
What your character dream is: To continue his father's will and ambition to defeat the demon lord, and create an everlasting legacy for the next generations to remember.
What kind of magic your char has: Warrior's soul summoning
A rare type of magic especially granted to him during childbirth. Specifically, Hakuryu has the ability to access the gate of Valhalla, the realm that contains the soul of deceased warriors who fell in battle, open them and summon these souls at his side at a cost of his own energy. This thus earned him the title of 'the son of Odin', the god who rules the place. The longer the stay of the soul at Valhalla (or simply the longer the time they spent there since they died), the easier it is for him to summon. That is why he mostly summons ancient to late-medieval soldiers, as they do not require much to call from Valhalla. But still he can only call around two hundred men at best, and they are generally not as tough as normal humans. Once they are killed, the souls will dissipate and return back to Valhalla, awaiting for further calls. This allows Hakuryu to summon the same soldier as many times as he wants, but he still needs energy to do so, and it also depends on the soul's willingness to be summoned.
For personal combat, Hakuryu is able to summon a long, Greek-styled, forward curving blade. The weapon acts nothing different from a normal sword, aside from the fact that when it is broken, the weapon can be mended back, at a significant cost of the user's energy, of course. He is decent at fighting on foot, but he is best when he fights on the back of his companion, a black heavy war horse, Seraphim, named after his most respected tutor, Sarafin, which he is also capable of summoning.
ACION
Things were going pretty lousy for Acion. First, the analysing of the pink-haired girl about the oncoming exercise, which was pretty logical and well-fit into his likings. Indeed, a hero must prioritize their divine goal of saving lives first before anything, even their own well-beings and safety. Acion commended that, the girl must have had the heart and soul of a true hero.
And then came the exclaims of those two 'protagonists'. Acion couldn't help but chuckle in slight amusement. They surely had the confidence of a hundred men, but half the restraint of a child. But well said! He will take that offer! There is no reason to show restraint! Strength on its own must be demonstrated! Only that would he know his own true power!
"Well enough! Let's bring this challenge to a perfect conclusion!"
He shouted out in joint, his six wings spreaded out in all directions, his two palms facing upwards as if he was holding something. A signal of readiness.
Oh, sorry. Just shouted it out for them. If you find it disturbing, then you can dismiss him with a few sentences or two
The scream of the frightened soldiers echoed into the night, as a young warrior on horseback pummeled an entire enemy battalion single-handedly without any hints of mercy.
They did not deserve that kind of honour.
"Get back here." Alexander coldly remarked, as he charged up a light bolt at the tip of his sword and fired. The bolt pierced right through a soldier's chest, killing him instantly. Such an ironic death, for such a crime.
"Get out of here kids. There is a forest nearby that you can take refuge in. Run to the back entrance and leave!" He then turned to order the younglings, who obeyed without any hesitation.
As they themselves tried to make their ways to safety, Alexander noticed a whole new squadron of Ohen soldiers busting in from the front door. They weren't as different as those that Alexander just slayed earlier in the fight, but the key difference was that their numbers were countless. One hundred, maybe two hundred of them. There seemed to be no end to them.
It was a clear sign that he had to move right now.
Alexander then ordered the steed to turn around, dashing through the ruins of the buildings. His eyes glassed in great bitter as he looked upon these damages. Although they were now extinguished of the flames, the destruction could not be measured by pure words. Buildings were burned, houses torn down, statues toppled, and most importantly Aedises slaughtered.
Just...how could this be.
He was forced to look away, and focus on the task before him.
Suddenly, he noticed a young brunette, who appeared to be a water Aedis, entering a stone building. Were there still someone left in there? If it was so then they must evacuate quickly, otherwise they would get slaughtered by those incoming soldiers.
Alexander ordered his white horse, Stella, to canter to the building, and shouted loudly to them urgingly.
"What are you doing?! The soldiers are overrunning the front gate! We must move now!"
It appeared that they weren't listening, or that they had left already.
No matter the cases, Alexander knew he had to move now. The arrows behind him were a clear sign of that.
He pulled the rein on Stella, as the two began to move deep into the forest.
They did not deserve that kind of honour.
"Get back here." Alexander coldly remarked, as he charged up a light bolt at the tip of his sword and fired. The bolt pierced right through a soldier's chest, killing him instantly. Such an ironic death, for such a crime.
"Get out of here kids. There is a forest nearby that you can take refuge in. Run to the back entrance and leave!" He then turned to order the younglings, who obeyed without any hesitation.
As they themselves tried to make their ways to safety, Alexander noticed a whole new squadron of Ohen soldiers busting in from the front door. They weren't as different as those that Alexander just slayed earlier in the fight, but the key difference was that their numbers were countless. One hundred, maybe two hundred of them. There seemed to be no end to them.
It was a clear sign that he had to move right now.
Alexander then ordered the steed to turn around, dashing through the ruins of the buildings. His eyes glassed in great bitter as he looked upon these damages. Although they were now extinguished of the flames, the destruction could not be measured by pure words. Buildings were burned, houses torn down, statues toppled, and most importantly Aedises slaughtered.
Just...how could this be.
He was forced to look away, and focus on the task before him.
Suddenly, he noticed a young brunette, who appeared to be a water Aedis, entering a stone building. Were there still someone left in there? If it was so then they must evacuate quickly, otherwise they would get slaughtered by those incoming soldiers.
Alexander ordered his white horse, Stella, to canter to the building, and shouted loudly to them urgingly.
"What are you doing?! The soldiers are overrunning the front gate! We must move now!"
It appeared that they weren't listening, or that they had left already.
No matter the cases, Alexander knew he had to move now. The arrows behind him were a clear sign of that.
He pulled the rein on Stella, as the two began to move deep into the forest.
ACION
Acion returned Lysander's offer for a handshake. And he did so with a tight grip. The redhead surely gave the Seraphim-like white haired man an aura of confidence, an aura that he thought he was strongest of all. Whether this was true or not, Acion nevertheless liked that attitude, although his poses and him puffing his chest were a little unnecessary and nontraditional. He could almost say for sure he had a heart of a warrior. May he had one of a hero as well.
"A pleasure. Acion, the son of heroes and the grandson of the gods, do greet you. May you prove to be a great ally and a strong adversary."
Now that he had taken up interest in a certain boy with a gas mask that covered most of his faces, Acion then turned to what some of his classmates were doing: Analysing the terrain. It was indeed extraordinary and challenging for a winged character like him. And then the words of L Guardian whispered to him, like a sacred guide: Stick to your strength.
'My strength...'
His strength, his sword, his shield: His wings. These six awkwardly bulky yet beautiful wings. It granted him speed and the ability to perform a handful of combat maneuvers, as well as a number of attack and defend techniques. So his best bet would be a vast open sky, but he knew clearly this wasn't it. This wouldn't be his staging ground, with too many obstacles so that he could use his speed effectively, and the building framework restricted his flight capability. Acion loved to take up the challenge of a claustrophobic flight, but here it's a test, so he would have to restrain himself from doing such things.
'Let my heart guide me, and my will protect me.'
@Experiment 249
THANH PHAM
"Hehe. Glad to see you still kicking Nazis like usual." Thanh returned the man's hug with one of equal force. And he couldn't help but feel a little bit proud at how the guy actually addressed the Vietnamese soldiers with high regards. They did not make up a great force to make significance on the battlefield, but individually, some were very courageous indeed. And it surely is interesting to be a foreigner inspiring aboriginal men to fight for their own country, fighting to free the Russian, and the world from the Nazi's grasp.
Speaking of that...
Thanh could feel his chest hanging heavy as Aleyev mentioned the events of Leningrad.
"Yeah, I do know of that...Even more clearly than anyone, despite not being there myself."
He did not know whether he was lucky or unlucky about it. Because of his leg wounds, Thanh had avoided being transferred to that disastrous city. But in exchange, hundreds of thousands, including some of his best comrades from Vietnam, perished in his place. If he had been transferred there, how many would he have saved.
The Asian man bit his lower lip in order to ease the pain welling up in his heart, as he returned him a friendly smile.
"I left Kursk in June, due to injuries." He patted his own right thigh. "It was pretty damn horrible, I was away from the battlefield for a whole year, until Stalingrad. But I'm now all kicking and ready for more!"
Thanh then looked at his own documents.
"Is your gear assigned in advance, or it's just me. I was given this thing." He showed Aleyev the picture of his explosive mine.
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