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On early 20s man.

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Alright then. Just teleported.

I mma write mine once I get into my pc. His costume is heavily resembled to the game he played and he will be the party's tank and support buffer.
Is okay that my character has typical MMORPG Character growth: Character Level, Character JOB and it's job advancement and Character Skill Tree.

He was an adult who grew up grinding the game called DRAGON LAIR. He took an IT degree and graduated. He died naturaly at worked on some IT department due to the his abusive gaming life.

He was isekai'd as a young man, sixteen to seventeen years old human warrior.
Wait... I need some changes.

Alright. This will do.

Hmmm I could be something like a Berserker/Human/Axe-Wielder at least. 🤔

Hmmm, isn't that a turn based game?

I'm not familiar with American turn based game. I only did play some asian turn based game such as Mana Khemia and Honkai:Star Rail.

If I submit my character sheet this will be mine:

He was the silent kid from the gang who loves playing MMORPG called Dragon Lair. Upon getting isekai'd he chooses to be one his favorite character, the Grand Master.



The Grand Master is a character that uses Weapon Change attacks to convert skills and maintain a consistent pace when attacking enemies.

Isekai name: Xian
Race: Human
Age: 20
Class: Grand Master (An advanced class of Knight)
Damage type: Magic

Character Debut/Theme

She walked away, leaving him standing there, perplexed and speechless. His hand started to shake again, this feel was started back when he got home from the war, taking home a cursed for being a soldier. A fun time will temporary suppressed the shake. Perhaps a house of York might do something about her gloomy life.

He promptly signaled for one of the maitre'd, who quickly went into him.

"Good evening. Can you please fetch me an ink and a fine parchment. I need to write a letter right away," he said, immediately departing as fast as he appeared. He observed as Kirsten joined her brother in speaking with one of the king's agent that quite family since Rosenving daughter. After a short while, the manservant returned with a small wooden lap desk and the needed goods on a silver tray, which he placed next Gepard and stood by silently.

"I had no idea such scandalous stories could be true." He wrote, "Please accept my heartfelt apologies, and please enjoy yourself tonight! You would never have to work like that in the York household, and I would love to have you visit sometime, if I have not offended you too greatly... Gepard."

He folded the parchment in half and wrote "Kirsten" in ornate letters on top.

"Deliver this to the Lady Delving, with a nice Champaign." he said, then watched as the servant took the note and and set about his task.

His hand still shakes afterward. He tried to hide it and watched the maitre'd approach the Delving lady.
"Well, that was one heck of an outburst." Kirsten shook her head as everything returned to normal again. It was a lie if the scene didn't feel depressingly relatable to her, but she tried to distance herself from it. It was up to her to have a perfect evening. Let the Von Kruber widow wallow in her grief, it didn't concern her.

"Oh? I wasn't forcing myself," answered Kirsten when Gepard offered him his handkerchief and told her to not force herself. The gesture was rather fussy, but Kirsten let it slide, again.

"It was fun, yeah, go idea! I will see you at the next banquet."


"Well that settles it then!" Gepard replied her in excitement.

For changing the topic. Gepard changed the topic about today's capital since his soldiering took his time and he spent on Hdur during recalled and capital's lock down. He was informed by his mother about some news about the capital. But he wanted to know her more, so, he started to speak again.

"So, tell me, what has house delving been up to lately? It's already been a year since I've been back here in the capital, and I know your family is very important. Your brothers have important military and naval positions, so what about you Ms Kirsten, what do you do?" Gepard continued with a gentle smile.
The dancing goes on, the music was amped temporally and now returning to its slow melodies. Kirsten already lost count of how many twirls and harmonious cortes she did, but she was ready to do more.

Or perhaps a breather would do. Sweats were already formed on her forehead, and she tried to dampen the fatigue by humming the music. Dancing was almost like a swordplay, one step forward, two steps back, remember your footwork, easy your body, and let he music guide the movement. She looked at Gepard, and the two smiled at each other, enjoying the mellowing tune until Kirsten talked to him.

"Not too shabby aren't you, Gepard York? It's been a while since feel this worked up."


Gepard loved the sound of her humming. It was an even, and beautiful sound. He accepted her commendation with gentle and warm smile, told her that 'perhaps they could dance again some time', then took greater care with her fatigue. He guided her back to her seat as the dance concluded, then remarked to himself how fond of her he could already feel himself becoming. He really hoped she would take him up on his offer tonight. Or any other night. Perhaps... whenever she wished.
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