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The (Not So) Evil Mastermind
That's not a reincarnation, because he's also a warrior. The reincarnations are all in high school age, for example:VirtualNotoriety said:
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Name: Enoch S. Clark
Age: 17
Gender: M
Short Bio (You could say how many siblings to they have and such): Enoch and his father both loved literature. One day, while his father was exploring, his father goes missing, and to cope with his disappearance, starts drawing, and fencing, and is surprisingly good at it. 5 years later, he has won many awards in drawing, and bested many great fencers in tournaments.
Appearance (Picture/Description OK): View attachment 243281
Personality: Optimistic, sarcasm-blind, prideful, laid-back, honest and brave. Impulsive, ambitious, sociable, and reliable.
Other: Good musician and favorite genre of music are electro swing, especially Caravan Palace.
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And then this one. Nora is the reincarnated self, while Ashia is the previous self
ShyEra said:
Nora the Boxer
Name: Nora Shimuya
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Carefree and, to some degree, stoic, Nora comes across as the sort of person that does nothing but stare daggers. Paradoxically, she is incredibly social and can often be spotted expressing subtle smiles or frowns. Whenever a subject she is not comfortable with arises, she has an almost programmed tendency to avert her gaze. At her most passionate, one will see the woman discussing one of her few hobbies. Finally, in contrast to what she seems to have in interest, she is a great romantic at heart; searching deep enough into her backpack may render a well-known, stereotypical romance novel wrapped in a cloth for secrecy.
Born and raised in a relatively strict, academically accomplishing family. Her brother is a recent PhD graduate, her mother a high-ranking official in the Grand Association of National Science, and finally, her father is a lawyer. However, Nora deviated from the family pattern. Most of her time was spent either in her uncle's 'dojo'. Rather, a large storage unit converted into a boxing gym of sorts. Whilst her academic record is somewhat impressive for her lack of attendance, it does not touch the record of other members of the Shimuya family. Currently the Captain in the boxing club.
Aisha the Redeemer
Name: Ashia O'Ankhe
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Role: Elite GuardInappropriate, nonchalant and perhaps 'childish', Ashia wielded respect with her rank rather than mannerism. Her lack of respect for personal space was just as well known as her ability to lead warriors in the heat of battle. A natural leader and skilled warrior, she made a critical addition to not only the Elite Guard, but also anyone willing to take her strategic advice. To her, nothing was taboo or 'inappropriate' - and she was often regarded with caution.
Fighter // Ashia was chosen as an Elite Guard for a reason - her agility, strength and tenancy stand supreme.
Acrobatic // The Guard is frighteningly quick and acrobatic, though the grace and flourish of her movements depends entirely on her stamina.
Long-Sword coupled with a Halberd - plus reinforced, yet typical, full-body steel armor. Iconic winged helm.
'Oi, oi, oi ... this isn't really happening, right?' A wry smile became tainted by a stream of blood running through platinum hair. Ashia was not all too used to seeing her own blood - rather, she had believed she would live forever. But here she was, surrounded by the corpses of both her allies and enemies. 'Atleast the Queen got past. Least I can do is buy her some time.' Eyes narrowed aggressively, yet the wry smile remained - hands tightening around the broken halberd. "Aww . . . got far, didn't you? How cute ---!" The beings snarled and growled, but Aisha only giggled lowly in response. "However-..." Plated boots met dust as she sprinted forward, moving to pierce one of the beings with her broken halberd. A nonchalant, yet casual tone escaped her in contrast to the deep, dark surroundings: "...I'm going to have to have you stop here." The suicidal leap was interrupted by a bright, piercing light. Yet, the woman had sprung into the maws of what she believed to be death with that same, wide smile on her face.
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