Character Name: Muramasa
Character Race: Cursed Human
Character Age: 9
Character Gender: Male
Character Height: 4'5
Character Weight: 80lbs
Character Alignment: Neutral Lawful
Character Occupation / Trade: Performer
Personality: Muramasa doesn't have the explosive personality that many people his age have, instead he's fairly calm and collected due to himself being shunned. As a performer he knows how to smile and laugh, and entertaining people with his art is something he enjoys. He can be oddly explosive at times, like when people insult his combat skills. He is largely extroverted, but he pretends like he doesn't care about anybody else as he costs through life. When people show him sympathy on the streets he's famous for sleeping in he's thankful and has the ability to show it, but when he's shown sympathy anywhere else...like in battle his tounge sharpens and he'll most likely insult his opponent. He holds no regret for those he kills and doesn't look back. He's also amazingly smart for such a little kid, but not even he is immune to random flights of fancy.
Character Race Traits: There are many possible traits that a cursed could've been given, this curse is unique.
The first, and most important curse is the fact that Muramasa has a completely red right arm with demonic energy running through it.
The arm allows him to lift heavy things in that single hand, like a claymore twice as big as his body.
Blood is attracted to his arm and gets absorbed in to it whenever it's around.
Current Levelling Points LP: 0
Current Level: Level 1 - Nobody
Description of Appearance:
Skill Set: Beginner (1) Cursed Swordsman
Weapons/armor/items Carried: A simple short sword and sheathe. He also the shape changing Muramasa Blade, but Azazel denies him use until level 7.
Signature Moves: Azazel's Blessing: By releasing all the blood he's gathered in his arm Muramasa can do anything with it, from making a longsword, or creating a shield, or even creating a complete doppleganger of himself. The downside is that when he uses this his right arm turns completely white and becomes useless until he can take more blood in, he cannot take in blood he's used for this technique. He also cannot make anything bigger than a small walled structure with the blood considering his low ranking. The largest limiter is the fact that Muramasa can literally not fight with his right arm, meaning that he'll be using tiny weapons that don't weigh much if he wants to fill his arm with the blood of his enemy's again.
Corkscrew Rush: By focusing energy in to his arm and around his sword Muramasa can create a spinning vacuum around himself that improves his ability to stab. This can normally send people flying, and if not it will impale deeply thanks to the spinning of the air around Muramasa's arm. While flashy and strong when it hits this is nothing more than a stab. But for those wondering the skill can be used as a makeshift drill to slowly cut through rock, but nothing harder. The only limit is Muramasa's range.
Background Story:
Muramasa grew up as little more than a child on the streets, fighting every single day to survive due to his parents disowning him. It wasn't because of any fault of his, Muramasa was born cursed with the power of a demon named Azazel contained in his right arm. His body was physically incapable of handling Azazel's power so when he was the age of five he slaughtered a mass amount of people on accident, being unable to control his body. He was subdued eventually and his soul was forced in to Azazel's realm. Arm with nothing more than the short sword he used to kill innocents he faced down a demon many times larger than him, Azazel's body eclipsed Muramasa in infinite amounts, but being who he was Muramasa did not run away from this challenge...he would battle Azazel and take his body back. The battle began, and Muramasa would win despite the overwhelming odds stacked against him. A long battle ensued...Muramasa never seemed to hold the upper hand for more than a minute or so, and on the outside his body thrashed about as the battle for his soul continued. Muramasa stabbed his sword deep in to Azazel's heart after climbing the gigantic chained beast, but the blade broke off and Muramasa feel an unknown length back to whatever ground there was. Azazel reverted to a more human type form and took Muramasa's short sword out of his chest before cursing the blade as well. He threw it back at Muramasa and forced him to use it as they battled again...this time Muramasa lost and was removed from Azazel's realm, Azazel left him with few words, "The next time you see me you will die unless you yourself are a legend." The words were very specific, Muramasa had to become more powerful if he wanted to destroy Azazel, but when he came to he was where he is now...on the streets, alone.
Muramasa made it clear to himself that he didn't need anybody else besides himself and his new sword, it was the same as the original, but now Muramasa could not find it in him to get rid of the blade...eventually he took on the name of the sword since it was constantly nearby. He was discovered and told that his fighting style was extremely sloppy and he was allowed to train under a man who called himself the "Grandmaster." Muramasa's sword skilsl grew until he was actually able to fight, although his skills were that of an unremarkable human he would be able to hold his own from now onward. The Grandmaster left Muramasa with one thing...he inscribed a seal upon the boy and unlocked the power contained within his arm, putting a portion of Azazel's strength under the control of Muramasa. To prove his skill, even though weak, he took up a part-time job fighting random people to prove his worth, although he could feel this was making him no stronger, and he wasn't without his fair share of losses at the time. So he decided to start off with a clean slate, leaving the simple life for a much better one...he'd become an adventurer, then his strength would increase beyond measure by his experiences. His plans were dashed when he found out that all of his equipment was makeshift besides his sword, but it was his only chance so he would travel with all of this. This...is his past, his present and future have yet to be told. One thing has been made certain, he chose not to give in until he reached his goal, no matter what.
Muramasa plans on taking on things that are far out of his league to increase his strength faster. While that goal is far away, Muramasa's ideal world is one where he can be forgiven for allowing himself to be taken over, even if it wasn't his fault. His hope...his dream is for a world that he can fit in to, despite it all. He made a step on that road by becoming a performer, even when people see his arm he doesn't fail to entertain them with his skills. He has no idea what he should do as of yet though...his long-term goal is set, but he has no current plans to make his way forward. Azazel suggested random violence, Muramasa decides not since he wants to be accepted, not feared as a demon. Which is another goal he needed to hurry toward, Azazel promised him more than just a few meager sword skills if Muramasa gained enough strength. But as of now he can only taste Azazel's power with the seperation of the blood from his arm. Until Azazel accepts him and teaches him more about his power he puts his faith in whatever sword skills he learns...and the one current sword skill he made up on his own. He has a few other ideas in mind, but Corkscrew Rush is his favorite so far, so much so that he uses that to entertain people too, as well as to fight. He's set, and ready for a long road ahead!
