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Name: Iwao Mamoru
Race: Human
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Appearance:
He stands at 5'8 and is seen always wearing his traditional white kimono and blue armor. He was born, oddly, with white hair and chooses to keep it long, or wrap it in a ponytail. His complexion is pale, due to his death, and if someone comes close they would notice the grey/blue/purple tinge to him, and the smell of sea water.
Personality: Always the gentleman, even to his tradition-strict culture, he loves putting himself before others for the greater good. Iwao has a deep respect for any warriors of any kind, including a slight respect for the demons and their combat prowess. He loves both aspects of peace and war. War is a cleanse so that the most fit could prove their worth to their people, while peace is a time of growth where sides that were once foes can exchange hands and be able to put aside their differences for the sake of prosperity. With that being said, he will not hesitate to strike the killing blow should the time allow, he believes in black and white combat and will not toy with his opponent save for the occasional joke for the sake of his nerves. He takes his honor seriously and although he has a sense of humor, albeit a dry one, he can't really take a joke about his mother.
Bio: Far in the vast seas of Themilio lies the long slice of land that Iwao was born. The island, called Fú jiā or floating home, is almost like a myth to the larger populated areas of Themilio since it is seldom visited by the mainland, thus his civilization has grown to their own customs and traditions and has had to rely on their own hunters to deal with whatever demon or monster that came to them.
Iwao grew up a born warrior, like his ancestors before him, and throughout his childhood was taught in the art of swordplay. When his father was killed by a rouge water demon during a hunt, he had to step up and continue the family lineage. At the age of eighteen he was an established warrior, blacksmith, and even the lover to a girl he had known since his childhood, Hanna was her name. At the turn of his twentieth birthday he was given his ancestral armor, a common practice in his culture, and his fathers sword that was recovered during the aftermath of the incident. At age 33, He kissed his wife, Hanna and son Akio before leading his own hunting pack after a massive whale like beast that was terrorizing the fishermen of the island, the very beast that killed his own father in what seemed like moments ago in his mind. Before long Iwao spotted the creature and instructed the harpooning team to let loose, for hours the beast battled with the hunting pack before it came to an end. Iwao tried his best, utilizing an ancient sword magic and cleaving into the beast but alas, with one final breath the beast leaped out of the water just as Iwao did. The steel of his fathers sword met the thick blubbery flesh of the monster, he diverted the beast from the hunting packs ship but in doing so, kept him and the beast together until they both plunged into the water. The weigh of the beast on top of him sent him plummeting deep into the ocean, where he met a watery grave.
Now he wakes up in Tartarus, the taste of salt in his mouth and the memory of Hanna and Akio in his mind, he readied his swords, took in a deep breath, and awaited for whatever was to come.
Abilities: Iwao was born with the trait of great power. He was able to utilize what many monks and mages of his island called the three paths technique. He can utilize the Stone, Cloud and Fire paths that each grant him superhuman abilities with the sword. Stone path is able to grant his swords the ability to cut the hardest surfaces with ease, the Fire path allows Iwao to conjure flames into his sword strikes, the Cloud path transmutes his sword into a large fan into which he can summon tornado like winds. The repercussions of his powers is that he is physically drained the longer he uses them, he can stand using the powers for maybe ten minutes before becoming fatigued.
Items: he has two swords always by his side.
Ryūjin, Dragon God: This sword has a deep connection with Iwao, since he forged it himself. It has a single saw-toothed blade that is flat black. The guard is crescent shaped. Its grip is formed like a dragon with extended wings.
His families ancestral sword. Umi Ha, Sea Edge: This sword has a blade of a light blue color. Its grip is wrapped with a tan leather and has a pattern made of waves sewn into it. The pommel bears a single moonstone.