Race:Draconis
Name/Moniker: Yuuya Sasayaki
Height: 183.6 cm (6'3.5 ft.)
Weight: 88.3 kg (194.7 lbs.)
Physical Description: Magical Abilities:
Vibration/Flicker.
A very rare form of magic that is only available to his bloodline, allowing him the ability to detect all manners of vibrations and manipulate them to varying degrees. When he was in his prime, his control over such a magic was renown to all of the Draconis Race. There was almost nothing he couldn't perform with this magic, from near instantaneous long-range teleportation by opening two points in the space around him and pushing his body through, to even causing the space around him to slow down to an absolute halt as though he was stopping the very trickle of time itself.
However, in his present state after he had been forced down onto Edolas, he's noticed that his internal reservoir of Magnis had greatly diminished due to the injuries taken, which also in-turn affects his ability to utilize this skill. While he still isn't someone to be laughed at or taken lightly, his power is nowhere close to comparison to what it had been before.
Quirks/Personality:
Not much of a conversationalist and greatly disliking the presence of others, Yuuya is the type that tends to simply stick to himself and set out to complete tasks all on his own. Maybe it was a mix of pride and confidence in his own abilities, he doesn't really know, but from his own experience, it was a certainty that he can only depend on a very select few in this world. One bad impression can put a grudge between Yuuya and another person, and such a stigma wouldn't wear off easily either. There have been times he would even ignore the person he considered his 'only friend' for days on-end because she had done or said something careless that annoyed him past a point.
It wasn't that he really wanted to keep things like that, it was that his memory wouldn't allow him. Being able to recall almost any instance in the past wasn't always as useful as such a skill sounded. It meant that he wouldn't be able to easily overlook bad things he'd experience, not that he liked to make repeated mistakes anyway, but not having any freedom from all the past memories had always put a noticeable coldness to his personality.
There isn't much redeeming about this harsh-tongued individual, and even hearing him utter a compliment was seldom and rare. Though that also meant that he would not stop at something until he felt satisfied with it. If he sees something wrong, he wouldn't hesitate to speak out his thoughts or act upon his will. There was really no point in with such a useless pause. If there was a problem, he'd set out to fix it, simple as that.
Backstory:
Sorry, this is a secret.