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Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

Luke

Name: Luke
Age: 20?
Guild Mark Location: Right on the neck

Magic Type: Adaption Magic - A magic unique to Luke as far as he knows that allows him to modify his body a certain extent. Right now, he can only modify himself and nothing else. He is also incapable of changing his shape to anything that doesn't resemble a human.
Spells:

Spells

Configurate: The user streamlines their body for the current task at hand, such as increasing physical strength, durability, speed, or even heightening senses. The spell only artificially improves a certain field by 30% at most and they last for 3 minutes, which can be extended with more magic being put into the spell. Adding different improvements multiplies the amount of magic required by three, making it magic intensive once it there are three different bonuses.

Conditional Variance: The user forces magic through their body to change their structural makeup, temporarily giving them the ability to gain resistances to certain spells, such as fire or binding for three minutes. This spell is a more situational spell because changes cannot be stacked, only overwritten. Also spells with enough power can overpower the temporary resistance granted by this spell.

Ouroboros: A continuous spell that keeps on going without end. It finds the imperfections in Luke's body and smooths them out making him stronger and stronger. It's an extremely slow-acting spell that doesn't contribute in fights at all, yet it's uncontrollable. This spell doesn't heal, only fix what it deems as imperfect. Since each fix births more imperfections as a result, it's a spell without end.

Operation Awakening: Expend nearly all of remaining magic to instantly recover from fatal wounds, though leaving the user in a state of exhaustion. It appears as black wriggling tendrils pouring out of his wounds and covering his body like a cocoon, which reveals an uninjured body, which would be the ideal. The amount of healing he receives depends on how much magic he has left.

Magic Rank: A
Equipment: None
Strengths:

• High Physical Capabilities: Luke is naturally strong, durable, and light on his feet. Combine this with his magic, and those already high capabilities skyrocket.
• Large Magic Container: Luke's capacity for storing Ethernano is larger than most magicians, which gives him a good amount of magical stamina.
• Resolute: Once Luke sets off on something, he's staunchly determined to carry it through. Contrary to his countenance, his willpower is strong.

Weaknesses:

• Zero Martial Skill: Even with his strong body, Luke is clueless on how to use it correctly. His fighting skills are practically nonexistent due to his dependence on his natural physical capabilities.
• Gullible: Luke's skill at seeing through deception is low, thus he tends to usually believe what even a stranger may tell him.
• Unfocused: Luke has the nature of a airhead and it's somewhat difficult for him to keep his thoughts straight. This is also why he may talk slow at times. This also means his strategic ability is low.

Personality: Luke is a quiet and gentle person who would be the last person to pick a fight. He's somewhat slow on the uptake and seems to lack any semblance of what a person could call common sense. He's also quite the forgetful person. The strange part about him is that he just doesn't get angry ever. It's almost like he lost that emotion entirely. Actually, most of his emotions are dull and somewhat muted. Because of that, he can take on the role of a mediator.

History/Bio: Luke's earliest memory is him stumbling around in a city. He was a textbook amnesiac without a single memory of who he was. That's most likely the reason behind him being mentally slow. Looking at his reflection in a puddle, he could only assume he was a young adult. It was easy to just say he was 20-years-old. He was almost like a newborn lacking any incentive to do anything, so he meandered about for a couple hours until he found some individuals menacing a pair of kids. He stepped in, which caused them to walk away due to their desire to not cause a scene. Because of that act of helping people being the first desire that he acted upon, he decided to take on odd jobs.

It was around this time that he discovered the type of magic he wielded. Like a curious child, he messed around with it for a bit before some mages saw what he was doing and recommended him to join a guild. He followed them and joined a guild with a corporate-like aura about it.

His first job was a mess. The mission was to clear out a cave so a town could use it as a mine, which sounded simple enough. He got lost and arrived at the site late and then he failed to fulfill the job because it would disturb the wildlife. He was kicked out of the guild for that reason, but he didn't really feel anything towards that. He was swept in a current of joining guilds and getting kicked out for messing up a mission in an unacceptable manner. Some periods spent in guilds lasted longer than others. The journey of a man lacking memories lasted for 9 months before he found himself at Fenixtear.

With 3 months clocked in as a guild member there, it's the longest he's stayed a member of a guild. It's also been a year since he found himself stumbling in the middle of a street. He still hasn't even come close to getting his memories back, but something did change from back then. Luke is now feeling a very small urge to at least try to reclaim his memories. He realizes he's in a shallow half-baked state; something that can't even be called a full human the way he is now.

He's curious about the person he was before.

Was he a nice person or a terrible person? Was he strong or was he weak? The urge is there, but it's still very small and building very slowly if not at all. He can comfortably say that even if he doesn't get even a single fragment of a memory back, he'll be just fine.

Extra: Always wearing headphones with music playing out of them.

Persona ~ The Beholder

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Eyes slowly opened. Covers paler than bleach weren't even on the waking young adult. John groggily brought a hand to his face and rubbed them until he felt a little bit more awake. He pulled off the small part of the cover that was still fulfilling its objective and got out of bed. He stretched and yawned before muttering to himself.

"Another one?" He yawned again after expressing that sentiment. He's been having reoccurring dreams that might warrant a trip to a therapy. They're all somewhat different, yet they always end the same.

With him nearly dying.

This one was just the latest surreal one where he was on a road with both sides surrounded by Yield Signs as far as the eye can see and a truck barreling down that very same road at abnormal speeds. He mostly recalls his expression being shown by the front mirror. The widening of his eyes before everything turning white and him waking up. At this point, he would welcome even a nightmare as long as it doesn't end with him basically dying.

He can already imagine what kind of crap any wack job therapist would cook up. Maybe something like, "this might be due to a latent desire for death. I recommend coming for weekly checkups." Pointless stuff like that he could've easily figured out on his own to make him waste money.

That thought made him scoff out loud before heading to the bathroom to carry out his daily motions. He may be a scummy, rotten person, but he still acknowledges the importance of hygiene. He opened his bathroom door and pulled a toothbrush from his mug. He grabbed the superior toothpaste brand, Colgate, and proceeded to clean out the gunk.

With that done, he went over to his kitchen and opened the fridge to see if there was anything quick and easy to microwave. A slimy grin grew on his face when he saw cup noodles sitting in there.

"Just need hot water and let it sit in there for three to five minutes," he muttered to himself. He used that time to change clothes and get dressed. From a gray t-shirt and boxers to a long-sleeved black shirt and gray pants. The cup of noodles were still spinning inside a cheap microwave, so John was left staring at it until he heard the ding.

He grabbed a fork and devoured the whole thing. He then dumped it in the trashcan and cleaned his fork before placing it back where he got it. He then stared at nothing.

"What was I supposed to be doing again... Oh, right." He scratched the back of his head. That's right. Today's his first day attending this university. He glanced at his laptop with a charger plugged into it. The green light symbolized it was fully charged, but...

"I'll be late if I screw around." He took one look at his phone and realized he couldn't mess around on the internet. He sighed and picked up his bag that held notebooks and pencils. He hesitated in front of the door. He, a former shut-in is finally trying to open up to society.

He pulled the door open. He forced himself through all that pathetic hesitation and fear and locked the door to his dorm. "First class is..." He memorized his schedule so he went onwards.

Persona ~ The Beholder

Judgement Arcana

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Name
John Doe

Gender
Male

Age
19, August, 29, 2000

Sexuality
Heterosexual

Nationality
American

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Appearance
Having both pale skin and a somewhat thin frame, it's very easy to tell that John doesn't go outside very often. He usually wears dark colored clothing, such as dark-gray pants and long-sleeved black shirts, jackets, or tracksuits. Combining his lanky figure with his looks, he's not an unattractive person in the slightest, though his lifeless eyes detract points from his appearance. He usually has baggy, dull eyes due to an unhealthy sleep schedule maintained by copious amounts of caffeine.

In the Shadow World, John doesn't change his outfit from the norm.

Height
5"11

Personality
John is somewhat of a gloomy and apathetic person. Due to a negatively poignant incident in the past, the introvert he was became an even bigger introvert. He prefers not to make conversations and would even shy away from others at certain times. If there's something strong that this irresolute person has, it's the fact that he would never blame his faults on others due to his sense of responsibility. He criticizes and doubts himself very often, which leads to frequent hesitation over choices.

John possesses an inner strength that rarely crops up. It's hard for him to muster up the resolve to do anything that he doesn't like or anything that he finds to difficult. He misses opportunities, makes excuses for his screw-ups, and blames himself for those failures, which leads to him repressing more and more. The young man is extremely intelligent, which gave him a certain kind of arrogance in the past that is now very muted today. His fire-forged apathy is a blessing as much as it is a curse due to how it wards off most people.

He can get aggressive when people try to force themselves into his personal bubble. The young man just wants to be left alone and be unbothered for as much as possible. The only things that currently makes him happy is his hobby of making music and surfing the internet.

To sum it all up, he's currently a lazy, procrastinating, rotten piece of trash all balled up in the body of a youth.

His shadow self is even nastier than what he was at his worst. The physical difference between them is only the fact that the shadow has a bit longer hair tied up into a short ponytail. He's a vicious and arrogant person who tears into any perceived weakness. It's almost like there's nothing he doesn't despise. To him, the whole world is something to laugh at.

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Persona
Minos

The mythical first king of Crete who died and then became a judge of the dead in the underworld. He is the son of Zeus and Europa and he has multiple interpretations of his character. He was either seen as a cruel, heartless tyrant who sacrificed children to the minotaur, or he was a good king who improved legislation and suppressed piracy. Either way, after his death, he took on an inhuman form befitting the title of a judge of the dead.

Arcana
Judgement

Skill
Bless & Curse

Equipment
Dirk
SIG P226

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Education
Year 1
Thames' Edge University Degree in Music.

Biography
John Doe was born to a normal family in the urban area of New York. 3 years after he was born, his younger sister was born. His parents tend to dote on his sister more than him, but it didn't really bother him that much because he had a good relationship with his sister. John was a talented boy growing up. To put it simply, he was a genius who succeeded in anything that required critical thinking. A perfect straight A student who let his intelligence get to his head a little bit.

With his sister being compared to him, an inferiority complex began to bloom within her. This culminated to create an almost devastating incident for their family. As a result, the relationship John had with his sister became strained as the two could barely talk to one another without getting irritated. His personality became nastier with his arrogant and selfish nature coming to the forefront. One would believe that he could not make any friends with the way he was, but that's not entirely true. He had a single friend he made at his last year of middle school, which was who he went to the same high school with. Because of that friend, he made two other friends, which helped him become a better person.

Of course, that small piece of happiness he forged with others was mercilessly obliterated in his second year of high school. John couldn't bear the weight of real life any longer, so he shut himself inside and decided to take online classes to finish high school. Because of his turbulent mental state, he finished a year later than he should've. He only wished his eyes were good enough to see the tragedy before it happened.

Music was the only thing that staved away the depressing thoughts from taking over. He made songs, but never posted them online because they were always missing something. With that obsession keeping him from falling into pure despair, it was no wonder why he wanted to further his knowledge of music. He felt as though he needed to seek a degree in that field to produce exactly what he would call the perfect piece of music.

His parents recommended him to apply for Thames' Edge University, so he applied for it and was fortunately accepted. It was a good chance to get away from everything. Maybe he'll be able to clean up his act and stand up on his own again. He did eventually get better. At least enough to cut down on his shut-in habits, but only if it was necessary.

Affiliations
Father - Henry Doe: A stern middle-aged man who puts effort in caring for his kids. He works as a manager for a grocery store. John has a decent relationship with his father because he wasn't always on his ass. He's where John gets his hair and eye color.

Mother - Nancy Doe: A gentle middle-aged woman who is the carrot to Henry's stick. She's the type of overbearing mother to always check in on her kids when something isn't going right. She's a stay-at-home mother that takes care of most of the chores. John had a not-so-good relationship with his mother because of how overbearing she was.

Sister - Clarissa Doe: A hotheaded girl with a fashion sense only matched by her fiery temper. She's a bit clumsy and air headed when it comes to matters of the brain, but she makes up for it with her fitness. John still has a terrible relationship with his sister, but not as bad as it once was if only because he was too apathetic to keep up their spats.

Friend - Jessica Klein: John's first real friend he made in middle school that wasn't put-off by his thorny behavior. A kind girl that could accept anyone's faults no matter what they were. She had a certain innocence to her that wasn't naivety.

Friend - Brian Ramirez: Another precious friend made in high school that had a similar temperament to Jessica. He had a weak constitution and his sickly body only made him averse to conflict. He did have quite the surprising backbone when John was being too aggravating though.

Friend - Linda Walker: The type of friend John always got into arguments with. It was necessary for both Jessica and Brian to cool them both off because of their diametrically opposed personality types always clashing. She was almost as hotheaded as his sister, though she had a lot more snark to her.

Relationships
N/A

Character Themes

Pre-Awakening

Post-Awakening

Persona ~ The Beholder

Judgement Arcana

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Name
John Doe

Gender
Male

Age
19, August, 29, 2000

Sexuality
Heterosexual

Nationality
American

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Appearance
Having both pale skin and a somewhat thin frame, it's very easy to tell that John doesn't go outside very often. He usually wears dark colored clothing, such as dark-gray pants and long-sleeved black shirts, jackets, or tracksuits. Combining his lanky figure with his looks, he's not an unattractive person in the slightest, though his lifeless eyes detract points from his appearance. He usually has baggy, dull eyes due to an unhealthy sleep schedule maintained by copious amounts of caffeine.

In the Shadow World, John doesn't change his outfit from the norm.

Height
5"11

Personality
John is somewhat of a gloomy and apathetic person. Due to a negatively poignant incident in the past, the introvert he was became an even bigger introvert. He prefers not to make conversations and would even shy away from others at certain times. If there's something strong that this irresolute person has, it's the fact that he would never blame his faults on others due to his sense of responsibility. He criticizes and doubts himself very often, which leads to frequent hesitation over choices.

John possesses an inner strength that rarely crops up. It's hard for him to muster up the resolve to do anything that he doesn't like or anything that he finds to difficult. He misses opportunities, makes excuses for his screw-ups, and blames himself for those failures, which leads to him repressing more and more. The young man is extremely intelligent, which gave him a certain kind of arrogance in the past that is now very muted today. His fire-forged apathy is a blessing as much as it is a curse due to how it wards off most people.

He can get aggressive when people try to force themselves into his personal bubble. The young man just wants to be left alone and be unbothered for as much as possible. The only things that currently makes him happy is his hobby of making music and surfing the internet.

To sum it all up, he's currently a lazy, procrastinating, rotten piece of trash all balled up in the body of a youth.

His shadow self is even nastier than what he was at his worst. The physical difference between them is only the fact that the shadow has a bit longer hair tied up into a short ponytail. He's a vicious and arrogant person who tears into any perceived weakness. It's almost like there's nothing he doesn't despise. To him, the whole world is something to laugh at.

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Persona
Minos

The mythical first king of Crete who died and then became a judge of the dead in the underworld. He is the son of Zeus and Europa and he has multiple interpretations of his character. He was either seen as a cruel, heartless tyrant who sacrificed children to the minotaur, or he was a good king who improved legislation and suppressed piracy. Either way, after his death, he took on an inhuman form befitting the title of a judge of the dead.

Arcana
Judgement

Skill
Bless & Curse

Equipment
Dirk
SIG P226

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Education
Year 1
Thames' Edge University Degree in Music.

Biography
John Doe was born to a normal family in the urban area of New York. 3 years after he was born, his younger sister was born. His parents tend to dote on his sister more than him, but it didn't really bother him that much because he had a good relationship with his sister. John was a talented boy growing up. To put it simply, he was a genius who succeeded in anything that required critical thinking. A perfect straight A student who let his intelligence get to his head a little bit.

With his sister being compared to him, an inferiority complex began to bloom within her. This culminated to create an almost devastating incident for their family. As a result, the relationship John had with his sister became strained as the two could barely talk to one another without getting irritated. His personality became nastier with his arrogant and selfish nature coming to the forefront. One would believe that he could not make any friends with the way he was, but that's not entirely true. He had a single friend he made at his last year of middle school, which was who he went to the same high school with. Because of that friend, he made two other friends, which helped him become a better person.

Of course, that small piece of happiness he forged with others was mercilessly obliterated in his second year of high school. John couldn't bear the weight of real life any longer, so he shut himself inside and decided to take online classes to finish high school. Because of his turbulent mental state, he finished a year later than he should've. He only wished his eyes were good enough to see the tragedy before it happened.

Music was the only thing that staved away the depressing thoughts from taking over. He made songs, but never posted them online because they were always missing something. With that obsession keeping him from falling into pure despair, it was no wonder why he wanted to further his knowledge of music. He felt as though he needed to seek a degree in that field to produce exactly what he would call the perfect piece of music.

His parents recommended him to apply for Thames' Edge University, so he applied for it and was fortunately accepted. It was a good chance to get away from everything. Maybe he'll be able to clean up his act and stand up on his own again. He did eventually get better. At least enough to cut down on his shut-in habits, but only if it was necessary.

Affiliations
Father - Henry Doe: A stern middle-aged man who puts effort in caring for his kids. He works as a manager for a grocery store. John has a decent relationship with his father because he wasn't always on his ass. He's where John gets his hair and eye color.

Mother - Nancy Doe: A gentle middle-aged woman who is the carrot to Henry's stick. She's the type of overbearing mother to always check in on her kids when something isn't going right. She's a stay-at-home mother that takes care of most of the chores. John had a not-so-good relationship with his mother because of how overbearing she was.

Sister - Clarissa Doe: A hotheaded girl with a fashion sense only matched by her fiery temper. She's a bit clumsy and air headed when it comes to matters of the brain, but she makes up for it with her fitness. John still has a terrible relationship with his sister, but not as bad as it once was if only because he was too apathetic to keep up their spats.

Friend - Jessica Klein: John's first real friend he made in middle school that wasn't put-off by his thorny behavior. A kind girl that could accept anyone's faults no matter what they were. She had a certain innocence to her that wasn't naivety.

Friend - Brian Ramirez: Another precious friend made in high school that had a similar temperament to Jessica. He had a weak constitution and his sickly body only made him averse to conflict. He did have quite the surprising backbone when John was being too aggravating though.

Friend - Linda Walker: The type of friend John always got into arguments with. It was necessary for both Jessica and Brian to cool them both off because of their diametrically opposed personality types always clashing. She was almost as hotheaded as his sister, though she had a lot more snark to her.

Relationships
N/A

Character Themes

Pre-Awakening

Post-Awakening

Deepest Abyss (Conquer the World)

Chryseis

Interactions: @TheWendil

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With Chryseis shortly behind Ignis, he took a cursory overview of the current base where they are situated. He held a hand to his chin as he conjured up schemes to use it as a point to burst through this prison. A glitter of gold flashed through his eyes as he smiled inhumanly wide enough to swallow a skull.

Soon. The wonderful days will return soon and he can barely hold back his body from quivering in excitement. He debated switching back to his normal form, but he decided to stay in his human form just to get used to it again. The last time he used a human form was long ago, back on the surface. He still remembers the day when he snuck into an army camp, forcefully took control of the militaristic group there, and pitted them against another. A memory that doesn't induce nostalgia.

That was a time back when he was no longer just a flicker of light. He then spoke, ridding himself of thoughts and sentiments from the far past.

"Looking at our current base, it can be improved upon, though I'm going to look upon the place the other group have secured for themselves. Using these two places will be essential in tearing our way out of this prison," he smoothly informed his skeletal companion. He closed his eyes all while keeping a devilish grin on his face. Embarrassingly enough, he doesn't really know this place as much as he should have. He spent 99% of his days lounging about in a prison like the dead.

"You don't need any concerns about my nature leading me to violently assault anyone in our little posse," he added, almost like an afterthought. He understands that a personality like him will mesh poorly with any group, so by saying these words, he is acknowledging that to lower any tensions with Ignis. "My desire for a perfect war offsets anything paltry and boorish like that. Thus, I can be patient and wait for that destined battle at the end for as long as need be. Though..." He trailed off as he looked over at the wolves following them. An idea came across his mind.

"When there is time to spare, I will take it upon myself to whip these wolves into a proper legion of battle-ready beasts." He then turned back to his front with the Watcher's temple coming into view. With the short distance between the two areas, Chryseis knows he can fashion something useful out of this opportunity.

Persona: Darkest light (restart)

Suigin Ikotsu

Suigin was almost late for class at the sluggish pace he walked. His neutral face belied his true thoughts. He was considering skipping class to go hunt for the killer, but he believed he should at least go to school for one day. Just to remember why he's doing this.

In the middle of the class, his thoughts were taken back to a previous exchange he had with his best friend when he was still alive. He recalled it only because of his staunch resolution to find the killer combined with the fact of his death. A time before their conflict was brought to a head.

"Hey, what would you do if I ended up dead?" he remembers asking. He can still see the belligerent grin of his blonde friend.

"I'd laugh." Kenji delivered that response soon after he closed his eyes in thought. "You?"

"I'd laugh."

His mind was taken back to the present when the teacher called on him to answer a question. Suigin answered the question as he only half-listened to what the teacher was saying. He was still feeling a bit tired from not getting that much sleep recently.

While he started to yawn, his thoughts retreated to the back of his head. He focused on the memory of his dead friend and tried to pull out any clues he could think of from that scene.

Bloody eye. Same thing as some other cases he heard about in this city. No possible way it could've been something external. It had to have been something internal for sure. Drugs? Poison? Kenji wasn't the type of person to use drugs. He smoked cigarettes, but he used nothing else. 'Could it have been external if someone ran an icepick through his eye all the way to his brain?' He attempted to guess at the cause, but all it led him to was the surety of it being internal damage.

"Almost like a hemorrhage or a hyphema; however, those shouldn't be fatal," he muttered aloud from an enlightenment. His mind went back to the classroom when he received the syllabus, but he didn't let go of that train of thought. He doesn't know what kinds of poisons or drugs could induce a hemorrhage or hyphema. He doesn't even know if that's actually how the victims died, but that's all he has to go on. The cause could be something even more elementary than that.

'So, I have a guess on the cause, but I don't even have any idea on who the culprit could be. Going outside should serve as a nice matrix for balanced schemes.' He just needs to wait until the school day is over.

The Death Husband cases? Not once did those banal crimes even enter the very peripheral of his mind. He ascertained his objective and then fully turned his thoughts towards the class. He let out a content sigh and began to enjoy the remaining sense of jubilation, for what it's still worth.

Persona: Darkest light (restart)

Yeah, I just had a lot of stuff to do. I'll get a post out by today.

Persona: Darkest light (restart)

Temperance

Suigin Ikotsu

Essentials

Full Name: Suigin Ikotsu

Alias: Ophiuchus

Gender: Male

Age: 16

Birthday: 8/8

Personal

Personality: A simple, boring teenager who unlike his peers, desires the everyday life. Walking to school, having meaningless conversations, and going home to play games and relax. Suigin would be boring had he not desired something like that to an almost insane degree. The everyday life is the craving that makes up his entire personality. He was a normal boy.

Likes:

• His best friend
• The everyday
• School

Dislikes:

• His best friend
• Cooking
• The abnormal

Arcana Representation: Temperance

Relationships (Romantically, family, allies, enemies, etc.): Classmates and friends

Who did the blood eye terrorist kill? (who did he take that was so special to you?): Childhood friend

Backstory (Brief or as long as you're/I'm wanting): Suigin grew up without parents, so he never had a normal family life. He lived in an orphanage with his best friend, Kenji, until they could move out just a year ago. They saved up money to buy an apartment room and they roomed together. The days up until now were the ordinary days that you could see any person in the world have. Waking up and going to school, talking about pointless things, working, and preparing for the next day. He desired that so much because it's something that he earned, which fed into his desire like a perpetual motion machine. He could never grow tired of it.

Those days were wonderful, until Kenji decided he had enough of it. The greatest point of contention for the childhood friends were their desires. Suigin desired what was already known - the normal - and Kenji desired the unknown - the abnormal - which caused a huge fight to erupt between the two. Right on the top of the school roof, they beat each other bloody until they both had to be admitted to a hospital. Suigin's everyday was broken right then and there.

It was 2 months later that they met up again. Suigin had a small hope that his normal life could finally come back together like a puzzle that was missing the most crucial piece, but even that wasn't given to him when he noticed his best friend bleeding from his eye. He watched his everyday shatter without even the slightest hope of returning.

Ever since then, Suigin had to know why that had happened. At least as a way to atone for being the one to break their friendship.

Persona

Description of persona: The name of the persona is Ouroboros, a representation of the snake eating itself forever. Fitting for a person who desires to gain back their everyday life even at the sake of destroying himself. A balance that has already fallen apart halfway and desperately trying to keep it up just a little while longer.

Abilities:

• Dia
• Frei

Strengths:

• Strong against Fire

Weaknesses:

• Weak against Ice

Phantom Thieves

《 H. E. R. O. 》

Abel

"Talking?" William questioned as if that wasn't his initial purpose. "Of course! We can have a nice casual conversation with your pal Johnny here still alive and well. A nice happy fairy tale ending where everyone benefits and no one loses a thing." He was speaking in a cheerful voice.

It seemed to be quite the lucrative deal. This could be an in with the Gugliano family that can provide him resources to track down all sorts of people with powers. His voice then turned carefree. "Yeah right. You must be quite the delusional guy. I'm surprised you can lead your little posse with that attitude." Far too carefree. A voice that seemed to be detached from reality and emotion itself. William's eyes were wide open like he couldn't believe what the person over the phone seemed to imply.

"I don't need you or your group. I'm going to use you until you dry up. Understand?" With those words he hung up his phone and instantly started going down the list of contacts. He was running his power at full force now.

William blocked the cellphone's camera before picked a number randomly and called it on FaceTime. He heard a voice coming from it.

"Johnny, what're you FaceTiming me for?" FaceTiming someone with their location on gave him the exact info he needed. He found what was most likely the location of the Gugliano gang and saved it to his personal phone before hanging up instantly. He took a deep breath before picking up the unconscious body and stripping the dud of a bomb from it. He carried it over his shoulders until he was outside of the building and dumped it up against the wall.

"Time to go pay them a visit myself. Time is of the essence after all." Before leaving the scene, he placed the phone right in Johnny's hand.

"I'm a kind guy who returns what he borrows." He lied as naturally as he breathed. He walked out off the unpopulated part of town and signaled a taxi in the more populated part. He flashed bills that didn't belong to him.

His destination? A cafe in Watervale.

Deepest Abyss (Conquer the World)

Chryseis

Interactions: @Flood | @TheWendil

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Chryseis grinned as he was beset by more opponents. He brandished his spear and prepared to run it through the closest one when all of a sudden news spread through them like wildfire. The will to do battle vanished from their eyes and their spirits as they rapidly stopped surrounding him.

He spared a glance towards the raging Oni who seemed to be winding down as well. The sigh that escaped from his lips wasn't a voluntary one. The battle was well and truly over by this point.

It was a sudden, unsatisfactory conclusion for the lion that craves to ravage and love everything at full power. He was just getting his engines revved up when the fight ended. He reluctantly accepted that with his spear still pointed at the wolves. It vanished into motes of light as his outstretched arm fell to the side, his grin changing into a dispirited frown.

"How droll. Will all of you become a bore and lay down your arms like that? I slaughtered your comrades, brothers, sisters and the like. Well, no matter." His momentary frown lightened back to a grin filled with malice and purity in equal measures.

"Yesterday's enemies are today's allies. It would be a pleasure to go to war with you all." His eyes flashed in excitement. All that laid in those pools was a desire for destruction taken to the absolute limits.

With that said though, he still wondered what caused them to settle down like that. It could've only been their boss issuing an order, for if the boss was actually murdered, then they would've absolutely gone into a raging frenzy. 'That's also an acceptable end, though unfortunate that isn't what unraveled.'

He ventured into the fortress where the boss should most likely be. There was no door to obstruct him due to the efforts of the handy thief. Chryseis's eyes first landed on Rafiq, then he followed his befuddled gaze to Ignis who was currently doing nothing. There was also no sign of the boss for some reason.

"Oh? What do we have here?"