White Star : Try-hard dad of the year
This is my generic post to state where I stand with White Star! This is very similar to VERSES, which I have updated my page for.
DEMON OF THE STARS -
White Star is a renowned, feared warrior from his day and age. Able to match strength and skills with even the master swordsman Mifune, he was a terrifying force to be reckoned with. Even while battling him, Mifune had admitted years later to feeling true fear facing off against this assassin. Born into a clan of victors, White Star quickly adapted to the way of his clan, and grew to be the very best. Out matching all of his brethren in both raw power and skill, until he could claim the role of clan chief in a lawful battle. White Star, with his ambitions, then led the clan to glory with his unyielding strive to win and be the best. Taking on other clans and villages, challenging their chiefs to assert his dominance, and striking fear into the hearts of all neighbors the Stars had. He was known as ruthless, for he never showed mercy when on the job. Men, women, and children; they all bled the same. However, even when they were so well known for being ruthless killers, the Star Clan had strict law. Never would they seek out to randomly terrorize, there had to have been reason behind every strike. Be it gossip of their groups, rumors of vile chiefs ruling villages, or simple jobs. The Clan was packed full of mercenaries, who by their own means, tended to have their own morals on victims. White Star per say, would take any job, as long as the reason was sound. He wouldn't slaughter people for 'fun'. It broke a law that warriors held, albeit twisted to his own methods.
However, it was only when he fought a hoard of Kishin that he realized just how much power he was lacking. White Star saw the strength Kishin souls gave the meek and powerless, and craved to see how far his own power would take him. So, with every job, and every murder her committed, he made certain to take the countless souls with him, and test the ability to devour them. To see just how far they would change his own soul. For a long time, the man controlled the power it gave him. Fought the animalistic urges the soul of a Kishin gave, tamed them. Stayed the same stern man he always was, only with heightened reflexes, and so much more. It was only when fighting Mifune, and facing the real fear of truly dying with an opponent who matched his skill- that White Star lost control. As if the Demon soul spawned just to save him, his soul weakened by fear so the demon could take over. He lost that duel because the 'demon' was not as skilled a warrior as White Star was. Those red eyes clouded his judgement, and brought him to failure. Sliced down the middle, and thrown off a cliff into water. His soul never taken, but lingering within his defeated body. Death by drowning, as Mifune's strike was a hair away from lethal, but the fall surely did him in.
As his body left to sink in the abyss at the end of the waterfall, his own village was assaulted all the same. The Star Clan fell that very same day, as the DWMA knew of their leader's passing, and took it as their chance to strike. Slaughtering the clan, burning their homes to the ground, and collecting their souls for those weapons to eat. The only one spared being a baby, left open in a cindering cabin, with a woman's disheveled body laying close by. As if this woman, in her final moment, had made this her final destination before passing with a blade to her back. It led a man to a baby, his baby. And so, the heir of this forsaken clan was saved, and brought to the very academy that killed his family.
With White Star's body only drowned, locked away in the bottom of a river with that soul still dormant in his chest, the demon did not enjoy resting. It pounded back to life. Thrashing the body through the water until it resurfaced- reanimated itself, to seek out the souls of humans all over again. A soul possessing a body, stumbling, and killing, all under the DWMA's nose. Hiding, until one day, the man inside woke up. Took back control over himself and pushed that demonic force back. He faced death, and defeated it. White Star beat death, the ultimate victory, and that fear vanished with it. Without fear, the demon had nothing to latch onto, and this reborn mercenary had his life back. Or, in a way.
His village was gone. His people were killed. Long missing by the time he regained himself. Years, actually. The old village a plain, empty field now. The ash dispersed of the old bodies and buildings, leaving nothing but tattered memories in their wake. And his blood... was missing, or dead. But that sting in the star on his shoulder spoke to him, and somehow, he knew his heir was alive.
Now he just needed to find out where.
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