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Mana Personal Name: Ambrosius (Ambrose) Malakai Age: 24 Gender: Male Class: Sorcerer Rank: D-rank Guild: Grimoire Heart Tattoo: Located on the inside of his left bicep. Face: Shu Ouma - Guilty Crown Appearance Height: 6'4" Weight: 190 lbs. Hair: Brown Eyes: Reddish Brown Overall: Ambrose isn't the delicate type, though his features may lead someone to believe such a thing. They need only get into a fight with him to discover how "Dainty" he's not. He's tall, and well built from years of study in various styles of martial arts. He caries himself with confidence, and a sureness that easily tells any bystanders that he is not one to be trifled with. Extra: Personality Personality: Ambrose is fairly complex. There are times when he can come across as kind and caring, but those are few and fleeting. He can show compassion and kindness, and genuine love to those that he truly cares about and loves. The problem is, he hasn't had any of those for many years now. Generally, Ambrose is cold and calculating. He is extremely smart, and isn't afraid to show it. He hasn't had many friends in his life, mostly due to his inability to truly trust anyone. Though he may call someone friend, more often than not, it's just a show; telling the person what they want to hear, so they in turn may tell him what he wants to hear, which is typically useful information. He is an excellent liar, and knows it, and uses it. His goal in life right now can be summed up in one word: Power. It's what he desires most, and will do almost anything to achieve. He is ambitious, driven, innovative, and charismatic. When he speaks, people tend to listen. Whenever he wants something, he goes for it, and there is rarely anything, or anyone that can get in the way of him reaching it. Likes:
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Magic Magic Name: Mavromino's Aura Magic Element: None Magic Description: Primarily, it is the ability to mold his aura into physical forms. The color of the aura can change depending on his mood, but that does nothing to alter the affects of the magic. He can mold the aura into items ranging from weapons, simpler things for everyday use, to more complex items such as machines or moving objects. It has offensive, defensive, supplementary, and strength self-buff uses. History History: Ambrose grew up in a loving family. His parents were warm and kind. His siblings the same, albeit annoying at times. They weren't exceedingly wealthy, but fairly well off; however that mattered little to them. They had love and affection between them all, and that was all that mattered. Or so he thought. Only time would come to show him just how wrong he was, and how cruel life and people could be. Looking back on it, he doesn't really blame the monsters for his world ending, he blames himself for being so foolishly blind. His parents tried to tell him that all anyone needed to be happy, was family, and love. They couldn't have been more wrong. Or rather, what's the point in being happy one moment, if the very next, it's all taken away from you? And then, for every day after that, every breath, every step, every motion being constantly reminded that you are alive only because the monsters that took everything from you, were sadistic, and got off on the thought of lifelong torture. He was so weak. The very thought of it disgusted him. The image of him lying on the ground, covered in the blood of his loved ones; cold, weeping, and in excruciating pain, did nothing but fill him with contempt. But not contempt for the monsters, but rather for his own weakness. He was so pathetic back then. And even now, years later. But it wouldn't stay that way forever. He could tell he was getting stronger, but it wasn't enough, wasn't fast enough either. He needed a teacher, someone strong, that could give him what he needed. And at the same time, he also knew he needed someone that understood the world didn't run on black and white, but instead was run on ambiguous grey. Therefore, he knew his path couldn't be aligned with such guilds as Fairy Tail, or Lamia Scale. Though he knew they had strength, they were far too naive for his liking. That left him with only a few options. And amongst those, it was clear which one was the only true option for him. And so he set out to find and join Grimoire Heart. He was finally taking the first true step towards his goal. |
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