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Okay, thanks!
I'm so sorry, but it seems you have contracted boredom. You have until you die to live.

On the bright side, you just won free pizza for life!
How does this section work? Can anyone just post their stories? If so, I have the first chapter of a potential book I'd like some opinions on.
Thank you.
Hi people! I'm here, and ready to go. I think, I dunno. Boredom is a disease, so y'know... Don't contract it.
First thing's first: Please please PLEASE never use these characters. They don't belong to you, thus you don't get to use them.
Second: These characters are not, I repeat: NOT, for stat-based games. I hate having stats because someone almost always gets overpowered somehow.
Third: Appearances will not be included yet. I have to figure out how to do pictures on this site first. Also, for future reference: I take NO credit for any pics I use.

Xander "The Reaper" Frost
Male
719 yrs old
Weapons:
Grace
Longsword, Black blade, Silver hilt, Golden guard
Obtained through: Forged by Xander
Fate
Scythe, Silver handle, Crimson blade, Xander's first weapon
Obtained through: Spoils of war
Background:
Xander watched his own funeral, several times. From the deepest pits of Hell, Xander watched the first time. Living through that day for hundreds of years. His father hadn't shown up, his mother was already dead, and his sisters didn't even know. He had died saving his father's life, yet the ungrateful old man had no love for his son. His funeral was small. Two of his friends had been there. They were the only ones who had been there. Xander couldn't get the scene out of his mind, even after escaping from Hell. His friends were dead, but he was now ageless. Disease could not harm him. Poisons were useless against him. Hell had made sure of that. Only a blade or an arrow could kill him. An event he would not let happen again. "The cycle begins..."

Aerix "The Angel" Thorn
Male
932 yrs old
Weapons:
Fang, the Blade of Redemption
Sword, Crimson & Gold, 8 Magic Seals
1. Flaming blade
2. Destructive bolt
3. Concussion wave
4. Regenerative touch
5. Necromancer's drop
6. Pressure
7. Gravitational illusion
8. Power drain
Powers:
Drain Seal
Drains power, energy, and magic. The user can copy any magic drained. This power allows the user to create a shield which drains anything threatening writhing 5 feet of the user. This ability is exclusive to Midnight Angels.
Background:
Aerix was created by the gods to be an angel of war. After seeing their mistake, they plotted to have him destroyed. One goddess pleaded to let him live, only cast him down. Banish him from the halls of the gods, from Heaven, and even from Hell. Aerix has roamed the earth for 930 years. Every time there was war, he was there. Every time there was blood to be shed, he was there. Aerix loved battle. It was his purpose. And it was his downfall. "The cycle must end."

Aerix is a story character, Xander is an Arena character.
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