The Hitan/Rampuli War

Eight years ago, a war between two clans had broken out. This terrible, horrifying war lasted for three years straight. The Clans participating in the war was the Shifting Clan, The Hitan, and the Dark Light Clan known as The Rampuli. Years before, both of this Clans each were powerful allies. The Hitan controlled the natural bloodline to manipulate the physical attributes of anything they touch onto their own body. But a unique feature they also controlled was their very own: “Natural Shift.” This natural form turned their skin hard as the hardest material known to earth. Their skin tone would change to a deep musky blue with black swirling designs over their skin. This new form also gave them an icy touch and feel, though it was unclear what exactly this shift was. While working along side their allied clan, it soon became an issue when land was claimed after wars. The Rampuli eventually began to think that they were being cheated out by the Hitan. Though it was not soon till the Rampuli declared war, and attacked the Hitan!

For three years this war raged onwards. No victor was soon to be found and the war was believed to thrive on for another six years according to studies made by Hitan military scientists. Though something happened that the Hitan never expected. During the war, the Hitan made a side-allieship with a nearby Clan. This Clan helped them by providing military supplies in return for land that Hitan would give them. Though after two years, the clan was contacted. The Rampuli had offered them all of the Hitan’s land if they would help them succeed in this war. One night, when the civilians of the Hitan Clan were asleep, they were ambushed. The Rampuli had used the allied Clan to open the entrance into the Hitan late at night for a perfect surprise ambush. Though the civilian members of the Hitan attempted to fight back, they were overpowered by the Rampuli when a new “weapon” was used against them. The only flaw to the Hitan: When their body is injected or shocked with a large about of electricity, it can disrupt any form of shift that they have taken. The Rampuli had created a type of weapon which harnessed electricity and used it to beat the Hitan to their deaths.

A young boy was fast asleep when the ambushed occurred. Though he awoke when screams and the smell of burning flesh filled the streets of his home, his village. His mother standing beside him, yelled to him to get down and hide under the bed. She demanded that he closed his eyes not matter what and when he opened his eyes, they would be together. He did as his mother requested and got underneath the bed, but just immediately after their door was kicked in. Three largely built men had stormed into the house of which he lived. His mother reacting quickly grabbed a hold of the wooden counter, her body shifting into the physical attributes of the material. Though before she could even attempt to fight back, one of the men had hit her with his “electric rod.” The lightning danced around his mother’s body before her shift reverted back to her human skin. Repeatedly the men began to beat the poor woman, throwing her on the ground and kicking her side. It wasn’t to soon before one of the men had the idea to rape her. Though before he even got a chance, they heard a sudden burst of fright; the boy had screamed. Reacting quickly, the three men began searching the house. Ripping the furniture and throwing it left and right. But it did not take them long to find the tearful boy hiding underneath the bed. Though once he was found, the boy was sure that he would be dead. He was 13 in age, and was not fully trained for this type of ambush. Guaranteed he was one of the best students in his class, the fear within him prevented him from even attempting to fight. One of the large guards picked the boy up and held him in a hold which only allowed the other two men to began beating against his chest and stomach. Though like his mother asked, he closed his eyes now. He did not want to see his last minutes, the last time on earth. Though he only wondered what was happening to the troops, his father, out there in the warzone. The men continued to abuse the boy, repeatedly beating him. What was only thirty seconds of abuse seemed like a lifetime to the boy, but soon the boy was to be saved.

A Savior Arrives:

A single man had entered the building, but it was clear that he was not of the Hitan, Rampuli, or the allied clan. This man’s own figure was smaller than three men who had attacked the boy. He was only five foot nine, and was medium well built in muscle mass. The man’s hair was long and silver but his eyes were hidden by a pair of Shades. At the time his outfit consisted that of a Gentlemen’s uniform and he even wore a bowler hat. The boy could remember him stating to let go of him, but the men only laughed and challenged him. By now, the boy had opened his eyes to watch his savior. Two of the men began to charge at him, but within an instant they were choking. A metallic chain had wrapped around their throats and immediately grasped the air from their lungs. Without even moving his body, the chains come off the two men. The man then asked them to put the boy down one more time. Throwing the boy against the wall, the last assassin dashed at the man. Though he only faced a more painful death as the smaller man sidestepped and slammed his fist into the man’s spinal column. The boy now was against the wall, unsure if he should call this man his savior…or if it was yet another assassin. Though this “savior” approached the boy and spoke in a calm town. The boy still remembered what he said to this very day. ”Tsurai. I am a friend of your father’s. Come with me, and get away.”

The boy’s name was Tsurai Hitan. After that night, Tsurai soon learned the name of his “savior.” He was saved by a close allie of Tsurai’s father named, Jishaku Kuretsou. Apparently, Jishaku and his father had served together in an assassin organization years back. Tsurai was surprised to hear though that his father had predicted this very day would soon happen and asked that Jishaku be there to save his son. A few days after the destruction of Hitan, Tsurai had heard that the Rampuli had betrayed the allied Clan and claimed all the land of The Hitan for themselves. Though Tsurai swore upon his family that one day he would return and take revenge. Tsurai immediately began to train under Jishaku. Under Jishaku’s teachings, Tsurai became a very skilled fighter and would eventually gain his name as “The Shifting Hunter.” Such a name fitting one of the youngest wanted criminals in certain parts of the world. Once Tsurai had trained with Jishaku for over a year and half, Jishaku decided to offer him a reward he could not refuse. Jishaku had injected his own bloodline into Tsurai, giving Tsurai a new bloodline ability. Jishaku's clan had the rare ability to pass down their own bloodline through a medical process which they call a "Blood Pact." This new bloodline was the ability of the legendary magnetic Kuretsou Clan.

The Legendary Kuretsou:

The Kuretsou Clan contain their own unique cells which work alongside the other natural human cells within the body. These cells are called: Irius Cells. Irius cells contain a element known as Kureirius. Kureirius is a rare expandable magentic element. Kureirius is only found in the Irius Cells of a Kurestou Clan member' inner body. This magnetic element allows a Kuretsou Clan member to create magnetic fields. This special magnetic field is known as an Kuretmagentic field. Kuretmagnetism is much diffrent then the other three types of magnetism. Ferromagnetism are items that create their own magnetic field, Paramagnetism are items attracted to magnetic fields, and Diamagnetism are items that repell magnetism. Kuretmagnetism is a type of magnetism which has it's own magnetic field but needs a functioning organ like structure to create it's magentic field. Kuromagnetism also has traits to Paramagnetism where magnetic items are attracted to Kuretmagnetic fields.

he Kuretsou Clan was considered to be a Strategic Military Clan, during their lifetime. The Clan was rutheless and would take any chance they could to enter another war. Their bloodline is mostly what led them to victory, along with their highly intelligent military leaders. Unlike other Clan's though, the Kuretsou's choice of weapon was much different than others would use. The Kuretsou's main weapon was that of a solid Kureirius chain. With their own elemental chain, they could manipulate it's movements with their own magnetic field thus making them a powerful opponent in the war zone. They had fought many wars, and won almost every single battle they had on foreign soil. No other clans even dared to challenge them on their homeland. Eventually though, every great empire must come to it's own downfall. The Kuretsou during it's time had gained no allies, for they saw themselves as the surpreme unbeatable clan they were made out to be.

Eventually they had declared war against another clan, though this war would rage on for years. The clan they fought against ironically held no bloodline ability of their own. They also were very talented military strategists and fought using a varied form of weapons, which the Kuretsou were not use to fighting against. On each side of the fronts, each clan took numerous casualties and it seemed the war was never going to end. The other Clan had eventually figured out the Kuretsou's bloodline and how it's magentism works to a certain degree. In a attempt to gain an upperhand on the Kuretsou, the entire Clan melted down all their magentic metals and began forging weapons made out of Diamangetic materal. Though their new weapons preformed exactly what was needed and eventually pushed the Kuretsou to edge of losing their first and final war. A final strategic plan of the Kuretsou was to send a single squad into the enemy base and to take their leader hostage, hoping it would signify the end of the war and the victory for the Kuretsou. Though when the small task force was sent in, the other Clan had a plan of it's own which the Kuretsou had never expected. Up until this war, the Kuretsou had never been attacked on their home soil. The other clan had taken half of it's army and gone around to strike the Kuretsou where they least expected it. By the time the Kuretsou squad had made it's strike, only one of them had survived all the way to the end. It was a squad of three, and two of them died on the way to capture the leader. Sadly their own sacrifice for their mission was a waste. By the time the final Kuretsou had captured the leader, he had received the fatal knews that his village was in a blaze and his people dieing by their enemy's hands. This man was Jishaku Kuretsou.

Years of experience:
*To be inserted into Bio: "Battle of Crimson Soul"

Current Status:

Tsurai has traveled and learned underneath Jishaku for over the past five years. With Tsurai reaching the age of adulthood, he decided it was time to leave and exapand his knowledge. Traveling from village to village, Tsurai was in search for new challenges and something to help increase his inner potential to it’s maximum capacity.