Name: ????, Avery
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Meister: Currently no one
Weapon: Double Sycthe, grey carvings shown on the blades and an eye that appears at the blade's base.
Love Interest: Currently no one
Appearance: Long brown hair that drops passed his shoulders, deep red eyes, a black scarf that covers his lower head, a black trench coat that tightly clings to him, a purple dragon necklace given to him by one of his childhood friends, and a brown cat tail that he was somehow born with. He is tall for his age, around 6' 4'' at least.
Personality: He has a trust problem and is very sensitive about the past. He usually is a happy-go-lucky guy if given the right mood and can sometimes forget about what the current topic is. He has very strong emotions and has a strong passion for anything that he gets into. Whenever he gets angry, he lashes out for a short period before trying to calm down if it's just something that's annoying him, however if it's a grudge, he won't let go even if he is told to. He usually is calm in most cases and is silent most of the time unless is being talked to. He tends to think a lot, usually having some people confuse this as a problem, in which this irritates him.
History: Avery was an orphan when he was young, no idea about who his parents were, nor really caring at that age. He had a strange cat tail as well, though others didn't mind except for the older people. He lived with other orphans as they got along well, except for the older orphans. The older ones were always mean to the young ones, reason is that they thought that they weren't enough to challenge anything. However, one day, the older ones invited the younger ones to a party.
They thought it was because mother wanted them to throw a party, so they went ahead and went to the party. And it was true, mother did indeed organize the party and made the older invite the younger. Everyone went in, all except Avery, who the older always picked on for his extreme anger, for having a cat tail and thinking that he doesn't even belong there.
This made Avery sad, but mother tried to let him in, however the older ones were not even listening to mother anymore. They pushed the young one out and had the party without him and locked the door. He banged on the door with his arm, trying to get someone's attention. He then accidentally had a blade shoot out his arm, not knowing that he was a weapon, as it penetrates the door and curves into the room and knocks over a lit candle.
The whole room started to catch fire quickly and suddenly, the ones in the room attempted to put the fire out, but it was too fierce and soon started to overwhelm them all. Avery stood outside as he watched the windows, listening to the screams of his friends, the mother, and the mean older ones. After a while, the flames started to get outside the room, and the fire department of Death City arrived to put out the fire and get Avery out of there.
Years went by after the event, the young man grew to not want to be around others as he was afraid that the same accident would happen again. He doesn't want to be used as a weapon, in an eariler time he was used to kill off civilians by a witch to feed her minions, and made the choice of wanting to become a meister to get revenge on that woman that used him.
Miscellaneous: Nothing of note
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