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#1Kenzo Valens 

All-Nighter [Ittindi] Empty Sat Nov 23, 2024 9:14 am

Kenzo Valens
Kenzo Valens
The Espada


There were many things that still eluded the mercenary regarding his lost time for these past years. Truth be told, the nature of his situation was something he still struggled to wrap his head around, particularly at high hours of the night. After all, it wasn't every day that one got petrified with a spell so powerful that the only reason you escaped was by the sort of plot armor seen in your typical shounen anime. The man knew he was lucky—but 5 lost years still seemed like a very long time for him.

Throughout his journey, Kenzo had fought far and wide with numerous foes, clashing against the strongest Fiore had to offer. Even after meeting head-on Wizarding Saints and Wizarding Lords, he doubted most of them would be capable of a spell of such caliber. Alas, here he was. Left with more questions than answers with only one simple truth which remained. He still lacked power. The kind of uncontested, unfathomable strength that dwarfed any kind of foe. The kind that overpowered logic. The kind that bent reality to his will. A lofty ambition for sure; the kind for which answers would have to be sufficient for now.

It was this what inspired the blue-haired warrior to travel to The Academy. Amaforth had long since been a place for the scholarly, yet it seemed that during his time out of the country, the university had grown in prestige. Hoping he could find any hints about the magic he’d fallen prey to, Kenzo arrived during the late hours of the night after a long journey. A somber silence filled the air as he made his way through the empty gardens of the main building. The moon shone brightly in the company of the stars, lighting up the place with their ethereal, platinum light. Kenzo took a glance at the sky, recognizing a few of them.

”No sight of Vega, Deneb and Altair huh?” The man muttered to himself, chuckling as he remembered the day Rania taught him their real names; that night seemed so far away now, left behind with the merciless passage of time. As the season for the Summer Triangle had been left behind, so would the swordsman have to do with his depressing thoughts. Even if it was late, he felt restless, enough to know he wouldn’t find any sleep even if he tried. As such, he decided to do the next best thing when he needed to clear his mind. Train.

Finding a large, empty court, the man made his way to the center. The sheer size of the area felt imposing, even more so by sight of the large marble slabs that lined perfectly level against the ground. Sitting down, Kenzo crossed his legs and took a deep breath as he began to meditate. He was itching to move his body around, but unfortunately for him, he would probably have to wait until the next day to find an opponent. Someone whom he could unload his troubles against. It would’ve been far too convenient if someone had also decided to have a night training session too, right?



All-Nighter [Ittindi] ORlEmnn
#2Ittindi 

All-Nighter [Ittindi] Empty Mon Nov 25, 2024 7:19 pm

Ittindi
Outfit of the day:

Ittindi was jogging around the academy, he had been focusing more on his physical abilities after his duel with Colonel Tōga. It had been one of those fights that illustrated exactly what Ittindi needed to further his career as a fighter. Not something he was that excited about, thinking about the recent events with his Young Master made him doubt the need for strength. Would it end up with him following a similar path? He’d rather be a weakling than betray his brethren.

From his perspective Ittindi you might of betrayed him. If he’s your Young Master and he truly did use that power instead of being compelled than you chose the Rune Knights over him.

Ittindi would grunt in his mind at Naki, knowing that the words were something he had already considered. There was no way for him to truly know, he supposed he could ask his mentor, but her being a demon this would be an easy moment to solidify her position with the Rune Knights by lying to him. He’d have to go see the Young Master eventually and find the truth for himself. He worried about the thought of their being a confrontation. Even if Ittindi had the mana reserves and strength to hold his own…it didn’t matter if he didn’t possess the will to fight against his Young Master.

Sylvia’s meow would break his focus, as she seemed to want to run even faster. Ittindi was glad to have a running partner, even if she was more about hunting, sometimes dipping out of his jogs to catch an animal or two. With her flying ability it was never hard for her to catch up. Ittindi’s maintained speed, had his golden divinity aura glowing like a miniature lantern in the distance to anyone observing from the many college windows. The night, especially with the luminescent moon out was one of Ittindi’s few times he felt comfortable not wearing a suit. Instead in wicking black sweats and shirt with a blue running jacket and tennis shoes. The chances of running into another person especially one he knew seemed impossible.

However, as the thought left he realized he had jinxed himself. He made his usual round through the gardens, missing that piece of nature affinity he had before being cursed with Naki. Though lately he hadn’t seen their symbiosis as a curse, thinking of the usefulness of being able to sacrifice himself more than once in raids including Darkfangs. Adjacent to them in one of the courtyards he often cool downed with dynamic workouts after a run there was a man.

A human at the academy, well Ittindi maybe you’ll finally make a normal friend you racist.

Ittindi would almost chuckle at Naki’s suggestion, it had been a while since he had seen another human. Colonel Tōga had found out he was part “god”, Ittindi didn’t want to have that conversation about how “gods” were probably just mythical creatures as Illumin was the only true god of the world.

”Hey! Do you mind me doing cool down in this square?”



#3Kenzo Valens 

All-Nighter [Ittindi] Empty Mon Dec 02, 2024 1:02 pm

Kenzo Valens
Kenzo Valens
The Espada
Tag: @Ittindi | WC: 497


The solitude of night had always been a faithful companion for the Bellan man. Few things provided peace of mind for him as a starry sky could, as if there was something deeper calling for him, hidden beneath his consciousness. Yet, Kenzo could never quite place it. It was like a string tugging at the edge of his understanding, calling for him, urging him to pull back. As he immersed himself in motionless meditation under the starry Amaforth night, Kenzo felt closer than ever to seeing it. Almost as if prompted, he remembered the words the Crone of Port Hargeon pronounced during their séance. The essence of the sun, she said.

”The law of light shall never cede an inch. It shall reveal itself to you in time”

Kenzo grew closer to understanding her words, feeling a spark of light lit the void of his mind, lighting the way to the answer he so sought. It was feeble, dancing like a weak flame that clung to existence against a gust of wind. He extended his hand; he could practically feel its warmth. His fingers stretched nervously, impatient to grasp it, inching closer and closer with maddening slowness. He finally found himself within reach, a scorching heat traveled through his fingertips, he just needed to close his grip and seize it.

Tap… tap… tap…

Kenzo’s ears perked up as he heard the clicking sound of someone jogging nearby; his mind was completely pulled back to reality. The warrior curiously scanned his surroundings, intrigued by the set of feet running through the stone floors. It appeared someone shared his interest in late night training, and they’d even brought their pet cat with them.

As the stranger introduced himself, Kenzo swore he had seen the man’s face somewhere before. After all, he’d been recently gathering all information he could about Fiore’s current state of affairs, so it was not out of the question he was someone notorious he’d read about.

“Nah man, go ahead. I was just thinking of doing some light training myself” Kenzo replied with a casual tone, standing up from his spot as he stretched his arms. He was unsure how long he’d been meditating, but as he noticed how sore he felt, he was sure it had been longer than first expected. He felt his body itch once again, reminding him of how much he wanted to cut loose. As the stranger began cooling down from his run, the warrior wondered if he could drag him for some light sparring.

“Do you know your way around the academy?” Kenzo asked casually, trying to introduce the topic on his mind.

“I’ve been itching for a spar… but this place is huge. I’ve got no idea where I could go find a practice partner” His tone was laced with the slightest hint of hopefulness, maybe if the stars aligned he could entice the man to bite, saving Kenzo the trouble of having to wait for the next day.



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#4Ittindi 

All-Nighter [Ittindi] Empty Tue Dec 03, 2024 10:39 pm

Ittindi
Ittindi would give the man the usual fake smile when meeting a stranger, when he responded that’d it be fine to cool down here. The man would stand up stretching his muscles, which did give Ittindi pause. How long would he have to meditate before he felt the need to stretch, a longing for his old days of communing with nature in a forest to train his magic. Naki scoffed at the very idea, while speaking into his mind.

For how much you’ve used my magic of late, you sure do complain about missing your thread magic. Is nature truly that close to the cycle of life? I think we both know the answer, when will you give up this childish nostalgia?

Ittindi face would become stoic as he listened to the man ask him a couple questions, the last being more of an awkward ask, luckily for him Ittindi wasn’t one to avoid a spar. Every battle had another opportunity to correct his past mistakes until he hit his goal of being able to defeat his Young Master and now his mentor. Demons both, one of his most hated races, he still hadn’t admitted this sin to any of the Illumin priests he often visited for confessionals.

”Yes I’m one of the teaching adjuncts in the Destruction college, so I know my way around a couple of the colleges. As for a spar I’d be ideal, Ittindi Amali at your service. Do you fancy close or ranged combat? I can do both but better to practice whatever you’re proficient in Sir..”

Ittindi’s tattooed tongue would be more visible now that they were both standing, the Ankh of the Rune Knights evident to any that made eye contact. He had never seen this mage before, so that meant they were either strong enough to avoid the auto enrollment procedure that he monitored or that they were also seeking a teacher spot. Ittindi had submitted his application a while ago, still waiting for the Council and other authorities to deny or approve him as a teacher. He already had one growing mentee, looking for another, if this man was someone who avoided the enrollment but was weak enough Ittindi would offer an invitation after his spar. He also was curious about his name; he didn’t keep up with news tending to use his dominator to identify any threats. Not that he would use such a function at the academy.

At a first glance, Ittindi would assume with the way the stranger was built that he’d be a close combat kind of man. It would prove to be good practice for his spear training, he had neglected it far to long, his mentor focusing on his hidden spell craft. It had been more than a year, and Ittindi had slowly started to use it more openly. At the academy he always felt the most comfortable, with such magical diversity it was unlikely that his powers would be talked about compared to the dragon slayers and other variants of lost magic.

WC:508
TWC:1,021



#5Kenzo Valens 

All-Nighter [Ittindi] Empty Thu Dec 12, 2024 5:18 pm

Kenzo Valens
Kenzo Valens
The Espada
WC: 636 | TWC: 1,656


Kenzo cracked his neck and knuckles methodically as he observed the stranger answer. There was something about the man that piqued the swordsman’s interest, but it was something he couldn’t quite place his finger on. Shaking the thought for now, Kenzo finished his stretching, feeling his sore muscles flare with excitement at the offer of a spar.

As he listened to the man’s offer, Kenzo raised a curious brow. The cold, uninterested gaze that looked back at him contrasted starkly against the polite, almost practiced words accompanying it. In some form, it reminded the Bellan of the way some nobles spoke, making him wonder if his newfound sparring partner was royalty. Not that it made much difference for the crude swordsman, though, given how he’d never been one to care about such trivialities.

There was nothing people could do about their progenitors, so the matter was of little consequence for someone as pragmatic as he was. On the contrary, he was way more interested in whether people held the power to back up their words and actions or not—something Kenzo had grown to learn had little to do with peerage. The only particular interest the blue-haired mercenary held for people with fancy last names was the size of their wallets, naturally.

Whatever the case, Kenzo was glad to have a sparring partner—a teacher of the academy, no less. Chuckling lightly at the formality shown towards him, Kenzo smiled confidently back at the man as he answered, his rough mannerisms on full display.

“A pleasure to meet you then teach. The name’s Kenzo.” The man flashed his usual cheeky smile, bowing slightly as he imagined the students of the academy did as they greeted a man such as Ittindi. He’d noticed the Rune Knight’s symbol tattooed on his tongue, making Kenzo remember where he’d seen his face before. It was alongside the other notorious members affiliated to the Magic Council, Ittindi was someone he’d deemed noteworthy.

“Honored to be receiving this private lesson at such a late hour.” Kenzo kept vague his status at the academy, not fully revealing whether he was a student or not. It had been a long time since the warrior had made headlines in Fiore, given the time he’d spent MIA and all, so he was planning on exploiting the lack of awareness over his reputation for his own amusement.

“As for my combat preferences-“ Kenzo announced with a pause as he extended his right arm slowly, away from his body and to his side. A sudden flash of bright light enveloped his entire body for an instant, immediately materializing his gear from his pocket dimension and decking him with his entire kit. However, Kenzo would bring Ittindi’s attention to the long, golden blade now held firmly in his hand. Masamune was a magnificent weapon—too long to be considered a conventional sword. It had been forged in traditional Joyan katana fashion, but it would technically be categorized as a nodachi according to local custom. Semantics aside, Kenzo would apparently wield it unphased by its size, placing it gently behind his head, resting on his right shoulder.

”I’m partial towards close quarters combat, but I’d appreciate it if you fought using whatever you felt most comfortable with.” The warrior announced with a satisfied smirk, his eyes gleaming against the silvery light of the moon with almost entranced expectation.

”I wouldn’t dare to waste such a rare opportunity to see teach’s full power after all~” The words rolled out of the blue-haired man almost in a playful tune, almost giving off the vibe that he was about to lick his lips. After all, the ominous jawbone sticking from Kenzo’s cheek grew fiercer by the second, looking forward to the imminent clash between the two men. This was going to be fun.




Combat:



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#6Ittindi 

All-Nighter [Ittindi] Empty Sun Dec 15, 2024 9:16 pm

Ittindi
Ittindi would watch as the man would finish his stretching, vaguely reminiscent of other warriors he had encountered. His answer, full of impropriety left much to be desired. It reminded him of his time with the Young Master when they were first becoming acquainted, barbarism for its sake alone seemed pointless when manners cost nothing. At the least the man introduced himself, Sir Kenzo, the name held no meaning for Ittindi, but he did seem to be grateful for the sparring session. Giving Ittindi hope that there were manners in there somewhere, as he manifested a full collection of artifacts.

While also telling Ittindi that it was completely up to him how he started the spar, was it politeness or cockiness?  From the looks of this warrior, he assumed the latter. Ittindi had to wonder where someone retained such gear, even his sword was vaguely reminiscent of something from Colonel Tōga’s collection. Which made the next part more dangerous for Ittindi, how powerful should he make his opening move? Worse came to worse he could revive a student, but that would be looked at poorly on the academy’s reputation. Better to start safe, as he commanded his armor to cover him from head to toe, its visage often promoting rumors about Ittindi himself.

”We’ll keep it to a simple melee then, good luck Sir Kenzo.”

Full power? As if Ittindi would ever do that to anyone besides Colonel Tōga or the Young Master. His magic of trickery and revivals were reserved for the surprise of real combat. Though with Sir Kenzo’s tone Ittindi wondered if the man had the skills to back up his playful attitude.

He’d lunge straight at the man materializing his Naginata 8 feet in length right when the tip would possibly hit Sir Kenzo’s chest. He wanted to see how he reacted to surprises, and if not well Ittindi would back down from there. His role as a teacher wasn’t to brag but to improve. Though he still wondered if the man was even a student, he’d need to find a roster of all the colleges to peruse next time he met with he others. It was a valid security concern, for those Ittindi would use all his power.

As the battle started he could hear Naki start to cheer, the thing about their relationship or his race the longer he was in combat the stronger he would become. Even more so after his “deaths” however, Ittindi still hadn’t decided how many he’d use on a random stranger if any at all. It was hard to not chuckle when Sir Kenzo had suggested that Ittindi would show him his full power, but it was unlikely that anyone would be aware of when he did.

WC:458
TWC:1,479

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