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My weapon of choice: My own two fist, or knuckles/gloves of some type Or a sword when it's handy
This is my story: Well there isn't a lot to tell, except that I was really Flipping young when I became a summoner. And before you ask, no there was nothing painful, or a lot of death. I just started to have dreams and nightmares about a really dark being that would whisper unintelligent things to me. I would always wake up in a cold sweat and screaming. Which brought my mother, who was a unaligned summoner to me with worry. Same with my father when he was home, unaligned Summoner, kinda a family thing. They listened in and eventually took me to the head person of our small tribe as I call it.

This man was ancient and shrewd (think Genryosai from bleach and there you go spot on) and his summons was a illusion/dream type. Now before you start asking stupid question, yes... yes.. my tribe, was almost nothing but summoners. Somehow they thought of a way to breed what ever trait, either genetic or personality, that is needed to become a summoner. The old man had me sleep at his place, and used his summons, Rydia, to enter my dreams and see what was going on. It was almost horrifying what happened that night. I don't think that Rydia ever wanted anything to do with me again. My parents were promptly told that I was getting the call. They worried cause it was so early, but when I finally was able to learn to meditate to connect and talk, I quickly found out why I was chosen by a very dark, slightly evil and extremely perverted Summons.

I wont lie to you, I was never a bright and cheery child. I, at a young age saw the world for what it really was, and only had dark thoughts. Plus I guess I was a creeper. Not the pervy type mind you, but rather a silent, alone stalks the shadows to out right avoid people type of creeper. Getting into fights cause of it had been a part of my conscious life as far back as I could remember, which was around age of 5 or so. It was the bane of my parents. But I learned to defend myself quickly, using only my fist and what ever was available. Now back to the topic, the reason I was chosen by him. He somehow knew of a plan to attack our tribe. I questioned it then, but when I learned to summon his magic and abilities, I learned quickly that in the shadows, and through the darkness, you can hear everything, even the stuff others don't want you to know... My sanity quickly started to slip do to that.

But after a year of having him with me, the attack happened. Most of my tribe was killed in the fight against the angels, and eventually demons who entered as well. Those who were caught, were enslaved or bonded by force to those that took them before they could kill themselves. I purely hate both sides and if given a just reason, will kill them on site. Don't take this the wrong way. I wont pick a fight out right, not my style, I need a reason. That is one thing I have learned in my travels with Diablos, is that having patience and practicality is a very important tool, that also allows me to have my sanity still. Over the years of wander, I found another home with a group of normal humans in the middle of what they termed as Texas. At that time I was almost twenty. A few years went by, I got attached to a rather pretty gal, and well things were progressing nicely. There were a few children that I saw who had potential to be summoners. I also acquired my second summons, Shu'alla, who was and is a rather odd, quirky, happy-go-lucky type.

But when I turned twenty-five, that life ended, becoming a happy memory in my dreams. The girl I loved and about to marry was killed, so were a few others by a Arch Angel by the name of Raquel, who is a light based user and a upper tier demon I later learned was called Asmodeus. My hate for both those sides who didn't give a whim about humans, except to kill us if we were in their way, or in slave us for having the power to summons. At that point I came to the conclusion that I would never find happiness and be a true wander. Though Diablos and I did do some major damage to those two, it was when I fused with Shu'alla the first time, before they got away. I guess fighting when you one can't see, hear or smell, and then have a massive oppression of gravity weigh you down, makes for get the hell outta there. So I started to travel again, fighting my various battle, though I try to avoid Fusing with Shu'alla due to how embarrassing it is for me as a man, and the teasing (And inuendos) from Diablos. Those two are evil together, with the mental anguish they inflict on me.
I like: Anything that doesn't have to do with angels or demons, Sunsets and rises, good music and food, decent company that doesn't bore me with prattle, and reading.
I dislike: Anything that has to do with Demons and Angels. Loud, noisy places, people who are rude and butt in where they don't belong, any thing pervy.
My theme song:The Rasmus - Lucifers Angels