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Ҝѻuҿπ Λɖϕήϊʂ ♈
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Ҝѻuҿπ Λɖϕήϊʂ ♈
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Nickname: Rising Phoenix.
Age: 16.
Fighting Style: Berserker.
Fighting Type: Hand-to-Hand.
Ability: Phoenix Flames of Resurrection.
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Age: 16.
Fighting Style: Berserker.
Fighting Type: Hand-to-Hand.
Ability: Phoenix Flames of Resurrection.
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❖❖"Please, make sure to take it easy for the rest of the evening. They're just a few bumps and scrapes, but tonight has been pretty eventful and exhausting. Follow the others outside and all will be well. Thank you for your patience and forgiveness."❖❖
❖❖The warm, caressing heat from his flames licked at the minor wounds of the attendees that Kouen struggled to protect throughout the breakdown of the ball. Without pause, it only took a couple seconds for scratches to close back up or bruises to fade entirely as if they'd never been inflicted at all. One of the more handy abilities that being an elemental user of his unique prestige could grant, though using the pink hue always brought about greater difficulties. Nevertheless, even as he spoke, Kouen's mind remained flooded with uncertainty and caution. His smile seemed to put the others at ease, but everything unfolding into chaos did little to steady his nerves. From the previous declaration and the nature of Xenon's departure? It seemed that the die had finally been cast and the beginning of a new conflict would soon ensue. Enemies were hiding within the mist and everyone could sense it. Who could they trust? Where would the next attack come from? Important questions that the soldier hardly expected to be answered, especially considering the confusion twisting the sights of every single person in the room. The only man who looked unperturbed by these turn of events was the Noskium King along with his loyal pet purring right at his heels. They weren't calm because of experience. No, they'd been expecting this. Such a thing should've been impossible, but things were unfolding behind the scenes and it was only a matter of time until the world itself was embroiled in the bloody outcome of the political discourse. Frowning, the warrior was bothered by these thoughts clashing and bubbling up in his mind.❖❖
❖❖"Focus, Adonis. The citizens are safe. Gotta prioritize their safety before everything else. Answers will come in time..."❖❖
❖❖Doing a quick survey of the damage, seeing all the rubble float up in the air temporarily was a surreal sight. Identifying it as the work of the princess was easy, but even with this help, everything looked like an absolute mess. Shattered glass and multiple tarnished decorations now painted the floor in an ugly assortment that left a bad taste in Kouen's mouth. All of that work to assemble everyone within the land, even other members from different territories as a sign of respect, and this is how things turned out? They should've been able to prevent this. Lord Xenon had been through so much in the coming years and today was his chance to finally experience happiness once again. How could they let this happen? Watching as his date slowly set everything down after most of everybody else evacuated, the Adonis was only reminded of his callous behavior earlier. He should've known that she might've been listening in. Though it almost felt like a rude, cheap trick to go and spy on conversations that she wasn't involved in, he could understand why. After all, it would only be natural that she would seek him out after the crazy debacle that went down between her and Abryon. Now things felt almost fragile; the familiar sense of awkwardness that gave the impression that the aristocrat hardly wished to be bothered. Rubbing the back of his neck slowly, the odds of hitting her up were almost slim to none. Seeking out James wasn't an option and everyone else seemed too wrapped up in their own thoughts. Maybe taking a step away would help him clear out his thoughts some. ❖❖
❖❖"..."❖❖
❖❖With that, the young man stepped towards the exit without another word. Where was he going? Hell if he knew. Opting to let his feet take him wherever they wished, he slipped into the night with his heart heavy and his mind weary to the changes ahead.[EXIT]❖❖
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Status: Alive.
Affiliation: Zaibatsu.
Occupation: Divine Force Soldier.
Goal/Ambition: To become a Zaibatsu Admin and discover what it's like to stand at the top. To uncover the secret history of the world and realize his true heritage.
Theme Song(s):
• Main Theme: First-Class Singularity.
• Emotional Theme: Isolated anomaly.
• Final Stand Theme: Blaze of Glory.
• Battle/Comeback Theme: The Phoenix's Rise!
