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[u]Age of Death:[/u] — [b]25[/b]
[u]Gender:[/u] — [b]Male[/b]
[u]Race:[/u] — [b]Human[/b]
[u]Psychology:[/u] — [b] He has a calm demeanor, almost stoic but not all the way there. But beneath his exterior lies a brave and driven person. A loyal and caring person that values his friends and family. Once he sets his mind to something, it can be hard to be convinced otherwise. Also, has a strange affinity with coins, and likes to have some on his person if just to flip them on occasion.[/b]

[i]⑇⑉What You Remember⑉⑈[/i]

     [sup][Friendly Sparring][/sup]
[b]The smell of the ocean and the sound of steel clash rang out as an intense fight was going on. Then the sound of a disarm and a fall, but instead of a final blow or a death cry. There was only laughter as a warm hand headed down to help the downed. It felt like a scene he had seen before but repeated several times with this person, with only this one being one of warmth and perhaps something more. A feeling he could not decipher right now. What this was about, and why was this such a friendly encounter this time?                       

⑴ When he wakes up in this world, in his hands lay two swords, two short swords made of steel but with runes etched on the blade. Runes that he could not decipher but felt a connection with. It felt familiar, and it weighed less than what you would expect. Making it ideal to be used in one hand and even more so with one in each hand.          

⑵ Despite being blind, he is still able to see through a means thanks to his lineage. However, as he will notice, it is not like a normal human's vision and something that he will have to get used to. Lines outline each thing, both the living and the nonliving. Faces are not easily seen, but he can see some features, and at least there is color to this vision. It being day or night matters little to him and he can still clearly see despite it. He can tell people and things apart despite this and if he focuses enough. He can almost see something more, but right now, it escapes him.[/b]


[i]⑇⑉What You [s]Don’t[/s] ⑉⑈[/i]

     [sup][This Ends Here][/sup]
[b] For as long as he can remember. There was a monster, some kind of specter, that haunted his family for generations. Due to some curse that plagued the family due to their unique power. He thought his father managed to kill the thing, but instead, his father made a deal with it. A terrible deal that when his father died. This deal was transferred to his older sibling, and she became its host. For years, it wore his sister's skin until one day when he was forced to kill his sister, and it simply moved into another sibling. 

Tired of this specter, he, with allies, made a plan, and while it worked, at first, it started to fail, and he knew what he had to do. He to destroy this specter once and for all. He sacrificed himself to end the specter. His last wish was that his family would finally be freed from this curse and be able to live in peace. Hoping that his sacrifice was not in vain.[/b]

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