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Her body lay there almost lifeless under the thick darkness of the night sky. The box in her arms, was the only thing she owned and the only thing in her possession of any value. Even her own life was less than what the box held. The eerie light of the streetlamp illuminated the ground around the fountain. Still, even in the afternoon before, not a single soul would approach or talk to her. She felt as if she waited for the perfect moment, the perfect person. It had been a few hours since she last visited her god's shrine and spoke to her god. She would return later that night perhaps to have another word with them. Still, even if the candles she found lit up the dark, it would never be enough to keep her warm. She would waste her own energy just trying to light them. So she wouldn't bother. She would hold them within the box she held. She would keep everything she needed in the single case. The sky would be a great darkness. but to her luck, there was not a single light gust or breeze. Perhaps she would survive. Here, she would have to make do with the life she was dealt with. It was her own fate. Today was the start of her upbringing. But still, her mind would wander about what she could have done to save her family, her heritage. She had to stay strong , for them. The suffering of one cold dark night alone in a park would be nothing compared to the torture of their village. She needed to find a hope. Even with her own willpower keeping herself warm, she would toss and turn, finding no comfortable place on the long bench. This was her home, her bed for the night. Not a single sound in the dark would be heard, and perhaps that was what made it so difficult for her. To feel alone in her heart, to feel alone from her family, and to feel alone in that park. But no matter how much she moved, the box would be protected and held in her arms like a precious child. To any untrained eye, it was a gross manifest ion of death and rot. It was evil and cursed and would have to be eradicated. To those who knew of what it was, they knew what that artifact was, and what it truly belonged to. But Chi would never discover the truth, not for a long while. To her, it was nothing more than the last thing her father left to her. It was her sole heirloom. To her, it was family. Family would always come first, that was why she betrayed her father. She would not complete his wish to end his life. She would never harm her own. She could never betray her clan. But she was useless unless she had energy and power. With an empty stomach she could only go so far without any wealth. She was brought here with nothing but her clothing and the gift in her grasp. She would bare this weight alone and suffer in silence. It was the only thing she could do for her family. It was all she could do for herself. It was all she had. The darkness behind her own eyes would not be a great enough shadow to cast over the fear she felt just days before. It wasn't about her family, it was about the others that escaped with her. They were the only survivors she knew of, and of them, she knew none of them would be Manji. They saved her out of respect. She would have no idea of if they lived that day, or not. To them, she was nobility. She was royalty. She was a princess in their eyes. Granted, a princess of war. She begun to wander and reply those moments over and over until it was all a mixed blur. She didn't know what was first and what was last. Nothing was in order, and soon none of it made sense. Nothing had any connection to each other. Everything that she held onto had to have had some important detail she needed. What was the reason for her to hold onto these things? What was she trying to do? What did she need to let go? She held on tight to the fabric that lay so near to her. She wished it was all the way it was before. She didn't want to be in this place. She needed somewhere, some one. She tried to relax and close her eyes, but she could hear the throbbing flesh that still had no explanation, live within that box. It was namless, just like her- Was that the secret? Perhaps. But she had no reason of knowing for sure. It was the only sign she had of her family and the only hopes of ever discovering her true power. She needed to find a reason to press on like she did. She needed to find a purpose. Perhaps this flesh was her purpose. Perhaps it was all she ever needed. But she had to know.

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Magic : SPIRIT OF THE SAMURAI

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[color=#6666ff][b]Name:[/b][/color] Spirit of The Samurai

[color=#6666ff][b]Element:[/b][/color] Spirit (Non-Elemental)

[color=#6666ff][b]Description:[/b][/color] Spirit of the Samurai (사무라이 정신 Wǔshì ui Sīngshén) is a magic that utilizes the user's lineage. This magic is based around channeling the user's energy and magic enchanting various tools and items. It utilizes spiritual essence around the caster. It is regarded that the most pure version of this magic is non-elemental, however it has been known and commonly recorded that others have learned an elemental variant of this magic.

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Name: Text
Rank: ?
Mana Cost: 00
Requirements: Spirit of The Samurai
Type: (Defensive/Buff/Heal/Supplementary)
Element: Spirit (Non-Elemental)
Range: 00 Meters
Cooldown: X Posts
Duration: Instant or Sustain
Effect: Text

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[color=#9966ff][b]Rank:[/b][/color] ?
[color=#9966ff][b]Mana Cost:[/b][/color] 00
[color=#9966ff][b]Requirements:[/b][/color] Spirit of The Samurai
[color=#9966ff][b]Type:[/b][/color] (Defensive/Buff/Heal/Supplementary)
[color=#9966ff][b]Element:[/b][/color] Spirit (Non-Elemental)
[color=#9966ff][b]Range:[/b][/color] 00 Meters
[color=#9966ff][b]Cooldown:[/b][/color] X Posts
[color=#9966ff][b]Duration:[/b][/color] Instant or Sustain
[color=#9966ff][b]Effect:[/b][/color] Text[/quote]

Relationships to Other People

Souls : THE SACRIFIED MANJI

Chi Lau was, and is the rightful heir to the Manji Clan and bloodline. Born into the Manji house, she was the one chosen to inherit the title of Yoshimitsu. The legend of Yoshimitsu was an immortal warrior who fights to protect and serve the village. Often this warrior is the Warlord of the entire clan and is always born to the true Manji House. Many Yoshimitsu have been titled, and as far as the outsiders know, he is ageless and has lived forever. Within the clan walls, everyone knows the upbringing of the new Yoshimitsu. The previous teaches and mentors his predecessor, and when they come of rank, they are to kill their mentor in combat to prove themselves. This tradition was later discovered by Chi, to be nothing more tha na cheap imitation of Nameless, the guardian that has protected their village since the beginning. By slaying their mentor, Nameless is granted a new puppet from which the being can inhabit and protect the village. As their payment, he or she demands the clan's unwavering devotion. With protection by a being that does nothing more than bring back their dead, the Manji Clan refuses to bury their dead, but instead choose to abandon the bodies within their main temple. Often groups, or mainly the Saikon House, tend to the temples and the bodies. They specialize in this act, as each house serves a purpose in their society. But that was all behind her. After the massacre, Chi Lau later escaped to find herself in Fiore, with nothing more than the relic of this Nameless god. It was nothing more than the skin from the back of one of her previous bodies, and is believed to house her soul. With the Manji Bloodline nothing more than something that is directly derived from her, Nameless is able to control and influence the Manji as she pleases. Of course, this is only as her children and followers allow. But she always makes sure her time is worth spent. For devotion, she offers gifts and granted wishes to her believers. The higher the reward, the higher the cost. And for Chi, to ensure her family's vengeance, she gave her body and soul to Nameless. And such, the Relic and Chi Lau became one.

[ P L A C E H O L D E R ] Sekiya

[ P L A C E H O L D E R ] Caitlyn

Namé Les is a Manji only in name. She hails from the Fuma House within the Manji Village. Her only right to be even within hearing distance of Nameless was the fact that she was the one who liberated the god from her imprisonment. She was there the day of the massacre, and refuses to reflect on the damages. After she and others were kidnapped, she allowed Chi Lau a window of escape. It was then by her hand as well as few others that they were able to take over the carriage and free themselves. Chi was dropped behind and Les and others were able to take many of the leftover relics and artifacts with them to try and start over in Fiore. None of them had even considered the idea of going back home, but with all of the ruins and destruction, they all easily called Fiore their new country. She had taken the purpose of tending the shrines after the others have lit the light it was her duty to spread word of Nameless, and later care for the temple until her sacrifice to allow her to live again. However, this was done without her true knowledge and she was ultimately tricked into giving up her life for her god. However, she was later promised to be born again, however, the catch was she would forget much of what she lived, but not of who she was as a person. because of this, in her later reincarnations, she would keep a diary and trust it into the hands of someone to continually give it to her as she continued to be reborn into new lives.

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[b]Character Name:[/b] (Fullname)
[b]Guild:[/b] (Where you belong yo?)
[b]Role:[/b] (Friend, enemy? Lve interest? WHO ARE YOU TO ME??)
[b]Current Location:[/b] (Where are you?)
[b]Link to App:[/b] (Link your character app)

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