"Stop talking and just fight."
Age and date of birth:: 21, 12th of September
Guild:: Golem's Hand, his mark his on the left side of his neck.
Rank:: B class
Jack is fighter, always has been and always will be. His urges to throw a punch or use his magic has gotten him into plenty of trouble in the past and had led him down a dark path that still puts him in a sour mood. He enjoys to find different challenges to test his skills, be they on the battlefield or simple trivial challenges such as cooking he will give it his all. He also has a habit of being rather reckless when in a fight. On many occasions he has almost lost a limb, or even his own life because his stubbornness to back out of a fight. He knows it's a dangerous habit, but he has long came to peace with the idea of losing his life within a fight. It's the best way to go for him.
Past his reckless and dangerous nature he can be a very decent guy to hang around. He is a bit loud and enjoys to cause a little chaos now and then, but it's all in good fun. He is always up for a drinking contest and has a history of drinking people under the table. Jack can be a bit of an ass though and sometimes gives people a hard time when he's in a sour mood. His feelings towards his guild are somewhat neutral, he likes being there and all, but to him it's just a job really.
Jack grew up within his brothers traveling mercenary group. The group was small and barely made it by, but Jack and the others were able to get by alright. As Jack reached the age of 8 his brother saw it fit to finally show him how to be an active member of the group. Jack was pitted against the weakest members of the group and forced to fight to improve his skills. Day after day, night after night Jack would be beaten and drilled to meet the expectations of his brother. For the first two years it was Jacks own hell, but later on he found it to be a normal part of his life and grew to enjoy the sensation of fighting. He was able to meet his brothers expectations after he had managed to learn Shadow magic at the age of twelve and was sent out on his first job. He never wants to speak of that day again, but he will only say that was the day the rivers were crimson red.
As Jack continued his life as a member of the small mercenary group he had grown to be the most valuable asset due to his strength and magical skills. From job to job Jacks own humanity began to wilt and die as his emotions towards other became dull. He was so use to hurting other he had lost most of his sympathy towards others. That is until a certain job that required his group to raid a small village for some corrupt nobles. It was a simple job, take some stuff, destroy some property and scare the people to go towards the nobles for help. They had done this before so it was just another routine job. Sadly though Jacks brother had hidden some details from him. Jack was instructed to watch their rear as they raided the job, which was odd seeing as how he was always in the fight, but he simply shrugged it off and followed the plan. Though as the raid was near its end Jack was met by a fleeing villager covered in blood and crying out bloody murder.
With shock and confusion he hurried to the town and was met with a brutal scene of a massacred village. Men, women and children of all ages slaughtered within the streets as the men responsible for it all stood tall with pride in their recent work. Jack saw his brother bring a finishing blow to what seemed to be the village elder and lost himself within his rage. As he came back to his senses he was surrounded by only death. His former group laid dead at his feet while his brothers bloodied body hung limply in his stained hand that was gripped around his throat. There was no regret, no sadness, no anger, just relief.
A few years have passed now and Jack has found himself within the guild of Golem's hand. He has managed to regain some of his lost emotions and is slowly beginning to rebuild himself to be a better person, but his past still and will always leave a feeling of guilt and shame for his crimes against the innocent. He can only look forward now and hope for the best in his long journey towards redemption.
Magic Name:: Shadow Magic.
Shadow form: The user transforms their body into a shadow, granting them the ability to move around surfaces. The user can transition in and out of this form as they please.
Knuckle shadow: The user shapes their shadow into a fist to punch the opponent upwards. Multiple fists can also be created as well.
Guard shadow: The user uses their shadow to create a shadow dome that protects them from incoming attacks.
Shadow Orichi: The user shapes their shadow into multiple snakes to attack and bite their opponent.
Shadow pull: The user creates a shadow in the shape of a giant hand that can travel over large distances to retrieve targets and bring them back to the user. The target is pulled into the shadow, and then brought back to the user.
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Posseions:: Brass knuckles.
Theme Song:: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xjW81d52t9U