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Koitsu is the brother of the wardancer,Koinsu. Koitsu is a great arcanist specializing in ice-based spells. He is known for manipulating his enviroment, creating his own weapons, and there are even rumors that he can create ice creatures to aid him!
Although He was not always like this, as no one is born with any ability. He grew up in a small village where his family grew crops and such, until the day they were forced to leave from unknown invaders. Eventually they stumbled upon a foreign city full of warlocks and elementalists. Koitsu soon picked up on small spells and eventually became a protege to one of the greatest warlock's known,Fenris. Time went by, and eventually he became skilled enough to challenge his master, and won with ease. About this time, Koinsu, his brother, decided to abandon his family is search of a place where there is no magic allowed, as he feared his family was being corrupt by its great power. Over time, Koitsu began to forget his brother in his quest to better his powers, until he had reached perfection.
Until the day, while wandering about his mountain top home, he ran into a man who seemed vaguely familiar. He searched his faced for a shred of recognition... soon recognizing him as his brother, who had gained a few skills of his own. He approached his brother, unknowingly begining his greatest battle of all. Koinsu turned around hearing Koitsu call him. As he turned, he faced an arcanist, the enemy of his wardancer tribe, and began to unleash an astonishing flurry of attacks. Koitsu quickly shifted into defense, quickly blocking his brothers attacks with sheets of ice, eventually changing into offensive, revealing his own moves, lashing out with a sword of ice, numbing his brother where ever he hit. They continued the fight.. one gaining a slight edge over the other and taking advantage of it. This went on for days, until both were totaly exhasted. Facing defeat, Koinsu ran into the shadows, disappearing from sight.
Ever since he has not forgotten the face of his brother, the face of a killer, a merciless fighter. Wherever he walks, he recalls parts of that battle, feeling the pain of his kin lashing out at him with swords in hand. That fight,out of his battles, will scar his mind for the rest of his life... through battles, while wandering, and when returning to his own home...
At first he thought that all his powers were just ice... until he became a god... then things began to change... the more he fought, the greater his opponents were, each causing him to push himself more until he reached the end, he couldn't get any better.. until the day he fought a young demon-god, where strange new powers appeared, none of which were spells, by then he had already figured out that he could do all of his powers without doing the spell... but now it has gone farther... he has many more skills to find and explore.... but the only way he could do so was to find someone to push him as close to death and possible, and then push him farther, putting him over the edge, and let his spirit lead him through the rest of the fight
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goes good with bread and mayonaise
you should try it. it is healthy
and gives you something to do with
stupid random comments like this 1.