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The name I was given Romi Ashla
Last time I had birthday I was 19
My Job is Assassin
This is what I was born as Vampyr Demon
My Skills are this
× Black Mist Technique: This skill requires the user to spew out gas from their mouth and hide in it. The gas usually isn't toxic, but it can burn others eyes.
× Wire Mastery: A black wire is required for this skill. The user can cut objects with just a wire strong enough. Rarely can it be cut. Special swords forged with magic work well.
× Cursed Doll: The user can curse anyone into doing their bidding. This does not work on the strong minded, but it can also wear off it if is not renewed.
× Voodoo Blood: The user must acquire blood from the target in order to preform this ritual. The user will use the blood of the target to curse them and initially cause them pain by poking a doll with a needle or damaging it in any way. This can be used from miles away or in close combat.
× Raise Dead: The spell uses a trigram to summon the bones of the recently deceased to rise and fight for the user. It is only useful for a short period of time.
Theme Music! Happy Little Pill
My Story goes like this I was abandoned as an infant and left on the steps of the Huen Temple. I never knew my true parents but as far as I know one was a Vampire and the other a Demon. The head Priest at the temple cared for me and when I was old enough sent me to live with the monks.
I quickly advanced in my training and was the strongest of them all. However, I could never find peace within myself. I had a dire longing to know why my parents just left me for dead. So I set out on a quest to find them.
The only thing I found was a couple bones and burned bodies. Someone told me it was a dragon who killed them. Not that I really had a liking for Dragons in the first place, but then I began to hate them.
Returning to the Temple and expecting a warm welcome.. Very warm in fact. Everything was on fire. The monks were fleeing because a Dragon set it a blaze. I hunted the Dragon and fought against it until I could no more. I lost.
That battle took a pretty hard blow to my pride and I left the temple. As I was heading to the village I met a girl who was slitting the throats of everyone in a group of bandits. She offered me a place to hone my skills and get paid for it as well. That was how I came into the Assassination Order.
This is what I forgot to tell you I'm also known as The Purple Mist. Not because of how skillful I am, because of how many people I've killed. I know my father wouldn't be proud, but I can't let that stop me. To survive in this world you can't spend your life praying.
I enjoy eating lotus flowers and becoming high off their incense. Potions and food pellets. I like to eat rice and dango as well. I have a necklace with a dragon scale on it, from the one who attacked the temple.
Blood is indeed a weakness of mine.. The most delicious kind I've tasted was from a Dragon and from a God. If the person is unattractive to me their blood tastes surprisingly bitter. I don't usually kill for fun, but when I do.. I want everyone to know it was me. I draw a tetragram in the person's blood, sometimes I forget though.
Recently I got into a battle and someone put a mark over my left eye. I can see out of it, but I don't know what the mark is. It shows up when I'm in my human form.

The name I was given Thorn Ashen
Last time I had birthday I was 22
My Job is Clan Heir
This is what I was born as Vampire
My Skills are this
× Twin Shadow: This ability is rather rare and hard to use. The user creates a portal leading from a different realm and summons a twin of themselves to fight along side them. This twin, or clone, has the same abilities as the user, but cannot die in the world it is summoned to.
× Death's Grip: A trigram must be drawn before this ability can be used. The dead will rise from the ground and grab whomever it above them, dragging them down until they are buried alive.
× Shadow Travel: The user is able to travel in the form of a shadow and at incredible speeds. This has limits. If there are no distinct shadows within sight the user can become lost or unable to arrive at their destination.
× Prism Creation: A prism-like force can be created from the user's energy. The user has an energy with a black tint to it, but the prism is transparent. This ability can also be used in multiple ways such as a force push.
× Transformation: The user has the ability to turns into an animal. This user can turn into a three-eyed crow. He can also summon flocks of crows.
Theme Music!
My Story goes like this There was once two clans: the Ashen Clan and the Larna Clan. The Ashen clan was filled with Vampires while the Larna clan held high numbers of Demons. The friendship between the two clans came about when the founders became related through marriage. Whomever had the most powerful generation would be given a bride or offering. One who could give the opposing Clan an heir. As such the tradition carried on through the centuries until one such Clan played a joke on the opposing Clan. Instead of giving up a bride, they decided to offer a male, leaving the Clan without any option but to allow a b*****d to become head of the family. This resulted in an uproar and the Clans began to fight.
They separated and claimed opposite lands and marked territories. They wouldn't allow anyone from opposing clans to marry. It became forbidden. This war between the two clans carried on for several generations until a secret place was made for those who became banished for having love affairs with the opposite clan. A small village called Ashla held many clan members from each side and they lived peacefully without war. The head of the Ashen Clan heard of this place and planned to burn the village. While the Larna Clan also heard word of the village, they welcomed the idea in secret.

Between all the war there was a Woman Demon and a Man Vampire. They had met by chance, yet neither could forget the other. They planned to run away together and fled from their families to meet in Ashla village. They had a son together and named him Romio Ashla. This baby was the first in centuries to have been born with equal blood of both clans. However, the happiness was short lived. The Ashen Clan attacked the villages and killed off all their clan traders. It was a massacre and the Larna Clan couldn't do anything. Their generation of warriors were no match to the Ashlen's.
The two lovers were able to escape with their child, but they had little time and left the baby on the steps of a temple. They prayed that some day they'd meet their child again. The two of them split up and left for different continents, trying to forget everything about their lives before.

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Over the years the Ashlen Clan met hardships and somehow the Larna Clan grew in numbers. In fact, a rebellion started within the Ashlen Clan. They killed one of the Heirs for his cruelty toward his people. It just so happens that the Heir they killed was my Twin brother. He took my place and fooled everyone into thinking it was I who was killed. In turn I took on his name and ran away.
It was a noble sacrifice that I must live with everyday of my life. That is my eternal punishment. I will never see my brother again.. I was cruel to my people as head of the family. That place should have been rightfully his, but I stole it by being born three seconds ahead of him. My true name is Raven.

This is what I forgot to tell you
If you want to get my attention you'll have to try rather hard. I do not take to many people.
I hate the sun and when people talk with their mouth full. That's disgusting. I'm not interested in going back to my family, however I want Romi to become the next Heir. He can be turned into a full Vampire by purging his Demonic side.
Please leave me alone. I don't wish to engaged in idle chatter. It is meaningless much like this world has become. My interests range from carving gems and killing people with my anti-socialism. I am not very interesting, I know.
I can get shy and I hate when people embarrass me. I do not cry and I do not love. The only thing I love is when you don't confront me. I like to make voodoo dolls and create mummies. Grave yards aren't that scary. What's scary is when people talk about dying like it will elude them for all eternity.

The name that was given to me was Atsushi
The last time I checked I was 20
I Control this element Lightning
Theme Music! Perfectionist Complex
I'm like this Very shy and bashful. Not easily angered or irritated. Too trusting of others and easily deceived. Clumsy, yet gentle and caring. Not confident at times and somewhat sad. Doubtful and timid.
My powers are
× Shock: The user can shock or stun someone with contact. This can be deadly or just enough to knock someone to their knees. Use with caution.
× Thousand Bolts: A ball of blue lighting surges within the user's palm and can be used as a forward attack. Close combat only.
× Gentle Magic: The user can utilize a form of magic related to emotions. A simple touch or even a gift from them can bring anyone's mood up. It has no effect when the user's own emotions are negative. This can also be used to persuade others.
× Flower Power: Any kind of tool made from flowers. Knock-out powder or poison drops. Sleeping dust, healing cream, ointment.
My story goes like this When I was little my parents were taken by a disease that plagued our whole village. However, I did not become sick. I was taken into the care of a bread maker and I was being taught to take over the bakery.
Sadness never truly left my side and I'd always run away whenever scared or sad. My favorite place to go was a field of flowers and there I met an old man. He looked like a monk and was very kind to me. I started to look forward to meeting him in the flower field, but each time I went to him he seemed to grow more and more sick. I blamed myself into thinking I was the one who caused sickness.
He told me never to blame myself and said that someday he wouldn't be there to watch over me. When he told me that I ran and cried for days, not realizing that I hadn't returned for a while. When I went back I couldn't find the old man.
I called out for him but I could never find him, so I waited and waited.. Still, he never came back. Yet, I found something that I had not seem in the field before. It was a beautiful glowing flower. It looked like a miniature rose without thorns and small like a daisy. The flower was pure white with a blue glow around it.
The flower was so beautiful, I never wanted it to die. Each day I'd return to water the flowers and take special care of the glowing rose. No one knew of my secret garden until some children of the village followed me there.
They asked me why the flower was glowing and accused me of being an evil magic user. In turn they destroyed the flowers and the special rose as well.
I couldn't protect them.. I cried over the destroyed garden and my tears watered the dirt below, growing the rose back. I was amazed and inclined to pick the flower and eat it. I believed the flower would be safe in my tummy, much like a mother carrying an unborn child.
With that, I saw the old man appear before me once again, but he was see-through like a ghost. He explained to me my new role in the world. He said that everywhere I went I'd bring peace, love, and happiness in the times of sorrow. War would cease and the world would become like a utopia.

I'm not sure he was right...

This is what I forgot to mention
I'm the G-God of.. Of peace.. Happiness too, I think. I enjoy flowers, I try to give flowers to people as often as I can, but it scares me to approach most people. I-I have a hard time understanding the reasons people rage war.
My motive is to try and bring peace to everyone. I also want to meet others like me. Who have gifts and special abilities.
My hair has changed colors over the years and it changes still. I'm not sure how to explain my existence, but if I can make others happy, then I shall not live in vain.

The name I was given Rishiki Evol
Last time I had birthday I was 17
My Job is Revenge
This is what I was born as Ghoul
My Skills are this
× Art of Illusion: This ability is rather fun. I can cast anyone into an illusion and it can NOT be avoided. However, certain tricks have allowed others to sense whether or not it is reality. Few can escape with their sanity still in tact.
× Ghoul Mode: When there seems to be no other option than to let my instincts take over and control my ever action. When I get angered enough or when too much emotion starts to pour out.
× Thousand Axes: This is a move. I can summon Axes and throw them over and over, just cut the s**t out of someone. But I'm usually in Ghoul Mode when this happens.
× Surgery: I can use one of my hearts and give it to someone else. I didn't learn this to help anyone, but I know it because my heart sometimes rots and that can be pretty gross.
× Regeneration: Any body part, including skin, torn away or removed will grow back. This also ranges from the heart to small cuts on the skin. Everything can be healed within hours or seconds if the user wills it.
Theme Music! Fail
My Story goes like this I was born into slavery and tortured through most of it. I was unbreakable and such a thing came rare in young slaves. Passed from one master to the next and only feeling more ready to die each time. I gradually built up the strength to run away once, but it soon became a mistake I would never make again.
I had one master who would strangle me while I slept beside him. He called out the words "I love you!" over and over again until I fell unconscious. When I wouldn't agree to his desires, he'd starve me until I did. This master was the last one I'd ever have, but he was unknowing to the fact that I could leave whenever I pleased.
His wife would wait for me in the bath and give me freedom if I allowed her to cut my skin. The pain was like a release of all my stress and I soon became addicted to it. Her ways were much easier, because for her pleasure it was pain.
The cruelty never ceased and I decided to kill my master. I no longer wanted to be a slave and that became apparent. I wasn't able the first time I tried, because it turns out, he was the one to kill me. My master took me to the grave yard and buried me while I skill drew breath. I had been beaten to a bloody pulp and everything was broken within.
It took one week for me to come back and dig my way from the earth. I wasn't dead and I wasn't going to die before he did. In the night I waited to kill and torture him. I put him through hell in those eight hours of darkness. Piercing his skin with a million needles and cutting slices of his skin off. I made sure he suffered.
But once he was dead I still wasn't satisfied. Now, I'm on a hunt to eliminate all my previous masters.

This is what I forgot to tell you
Some might call me mentally incapable of feeling remorse. I won't deny I'm cruel, but incapable? No, I feel remorse for those who knew not how to defeat me. It is true that I have never felt an emotion such as love or attachment. My outlook on such details would be simple.. If I can find someone who can kill me, then I shall show such feelings of admiration, under the right circumstances that they can prove to me this by, in fact, killing me.
However, if I ever come across someone who admits to feeling somewhat in love with me, then I shall not hesitate to kill them. Do mind what you say while you're in my presence.
My teeth are ******** razors.. More or less. I have a tenancy to eat some flesh off people when I kill them. If I'm hungry. I cut my skin and play with weapons. I use chains and axes when attacking. I also hate other people who are slaves. They are weak and stupid. I dislike many things. Such as when people stare at me, or when others try to dominate me. I have little trust for people and usually keep contact to a minimum.
I have about thirty hearts or so.. Well, my heart grows back or repairs itself if struck or damaged. If it's torn out it grows back within hours. Any other injury heals normally like a regular human.. Usually. I can die, I just come back afterwards.
My skin is usually covered in cuts and bruises, stitches and scars. I have no tolerance for people who think they're anywhere near my level. Challenge me if you will, but I guarantee it will be the last thing you'll ever do.

[I suppose if someone wants to try & win his heart they can.
He has his motives & doesn't pay attention to the shy.
You'll have to be just as aggressive as he is to win him over.
Any age, any gender.
Have fun killing him!]

The name that was given to me was Kyota Uodo
The last time I had a birthday I look young..
I Control this element Fire
Theme Music! Lost Boy
I'm like this
I'm slightly lonesome. I don't know how to fit in with a crowd and find it difficult to talk to others. I often get hurt or forget to do things.. I'm clumsy, I guess. I'm sometimes quick to cry or run away. I know how to be kind, but I'm not sure if I should be. I get very shy around humans and anyone I haven't met. I'm indifferent and withdrawn from normality. I act apathetic a lot of the time and hide my emotions well. But most of the time I don't have to try, nothing really forces me to show emotion.
My powers are
× Fire Manipulation: The ability to command fire at will. This also ranges from heating things up and lava formation.
× Dragon's Breath: The user can spew out fire from his or her mouth. Deep inhalation will be needed before using this technique.
× Ring of Fire: This move can be done with the foot or hand. Simply commanding the flames to form a ring and maintaining it until it hits the target.
× Fire Ball: This move can be done in a number of ways. The user can create a ball of flames within their hand or from their mouth. The size of the flames is rested solely upon the user and their will to create it.
× Healing Hands: This technique requires great concentration and is done by the user warming their hands and placing it upon the wound areas of a patient or themselves.
My story goes like this
I was last one to be created a God. It was around the time everyone was familiar with their abilities and I was the only one still in training. Actually, my teacher died before I could complete my training and so I'm still not able to control it very well.
In my past life before being selected to be a God I was neglected by my parents. It happened slowly.. and sadly. I was born and grew til the age of five, that's when I was selected to be a God, yet the Elders still weren't sure if I was the one. It was hard on my parents because they weren't sure if they'd see me again.
Over the next year I realized they grew more distant. They kept visiting a place with homeless children and began to leave me places. At the market or at the river side.. I figured they might be getting forgetful so I didn't let it bother me, but one day.. I returned home to see a little girl hugging my parents. They sat down and ate dinner together and they let her sleep with them in the same bed.
She played with my toys and mother braided her hair. Father would lift her into the air and throw her up, then catch her. I was truly alone. But as I continued to be tested by the elders they decided to pick me to be the God of Health.

I met three other Gods and learned their names, but I didn't really feel as though I fit in. Each time I tried to heal someone I ended up burning them. So I stopped using my powers.

This is what I forgot to mention
I don't wear shoes, much like Kazune. I burn people easily and try not to touch anyone, just to be safe. I usually can't stay in the water long without heating it up considerably.
As you can guess I don't get along well with the God of Beauty. I actually don't get along well with anyone.
I haven't picked a side. Good or Evil. Morals don't really mean much to me, should they? When the Elixir was stolen I didn't really care either.. I wonder if I should have.