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~ Mentality ~

{Personality}
Uncaring, loyal to the point of being ruthless and arrogant would be the best words that could be used to describe K'brak. Generally, K'brak doesn't care much about... well, just about everything actually. He never gives a damn if he hurts others' feelings or not and he sometimes may come off as someone is just a little too apathetic. Distancing himself from others, K'brak doesn't allow anyone to befriend him, prefers to be left alone and undisturbed. He appears to be often deep in thoughts. No one wants to know what's going on in his mind though... And even if people do ask him, he will just grunt and pretend they don't exist.

K'brak is also infamous for his loyalty toward Crimson Blade. He's ready to be damned in Hell in order to obey the Guild Master's orders and has already done unspeakable things for the sake of doing what he is told to do. Beside the Guild Master, no one can order him to do anything. He does know what he's doing and the consequences of his actions or the fact that people have taken to call him a 'dog' because of his loyalty but as I have said before, K'brak does not care. 'Getting the mission done' is all he cares about. Not many know the reasons why he is so loyal to Crimson Blade and the ones who know have already been dead or refused to answer the questions. All in all, it remains a secret... a dark one.

K'brak is also very confident in his ability. He had told others that 'Besides she and others who had the same rank as she is, no one is better than him'. His confidence is usually what causes him troubles when he's doing his missions and he has even endangered himself in some situation because of that 'damned pride'. Nevertheless, it has never been easy for K'brak to accept someone is better than him... maybe except when it comes to cocking... or doing house chores. Once he has lost to someone, he will dead set on recovering his shame by revenging on that person and will never stop trying until he can do it.

{Likes} {Dislikes}
o Power His brother - H'Mong x
o Challenges Losing to weaklings x
o Meat Sweet food x
o Crimson Blade in general Goody two shoes x
o Sleeping Boredom x
o Smoking Cats x

{Quirks} {Phobias}
% Smoking habit Death@
% Loving drunk Being alone although he never admits it@
% Scratching fingernails on the table when nervous or excited

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~ Personal Background ~

{Biography}
To say K'brak had a hard childhood would be a bit of an understatement. His childhood was filled with pain, tears and hardships. K'brak and his elder brother - H'Mong used to live in a mountainous area, hence the strange name. They lived with their parents and they had had a happy life, no matter how poor they were. In fact, H'Mong and K'Brak's family was one of the poorest family of the whole village which was also dirt poor. Every day, the brothers went to the field with their parents and helped them with their works, never allowed themselves to whine or complain because they knew their parents had already tried their best. When they were younger, K'Brak was always a bit more violent when it came to deal with things than H'Mong - a thing that would cause them to break their brothership years later. The real tragedy didn't start until H'Mong was 7 and K'Brak was 5. The boys were just on their way home after selling the nearby merchants when they saw 'it'. K'Brak wasn't even be able to call the event by its name after all those years. Their house - which took almost every last cent of their parents to build - was burning. The fires that they had seen was also the fire that K'Brak, until now, still believes to have burned down their family's happiness.

The event had caused H'Mong's and K'Brak's mother - a sickly woman who got sicked every two months or so, died. The glue that stuck everyone was dead. Everything suddenly fell apart. H'Mong and K'Brak didn't remember much about that day apart from the red fire consuming everything, their father's hysteric cries and their mother's agony last scream. H'Mong and K'Brak lost everything that day and in a way, they lost their father that day, too. The poor farmer was broken because of his wife's death and abandoned everything, even his sons, in favor of drowning himself in his own grief. He drunk and drunk, leaving the boys to tend for themselves, to earn money in every way they could think of and even sometimes, they had to steal when they had gone without food for too long. Once in a while, when their Father wasn't drunk, he apologized to H'Mong and K'Brak and begged for their forgiveness. They did almost believe him. However, the next day, everything turned back into how it was again, leaving the young brothers broken bits by bits. Thankfully, their father didn't beat them when he was drunk.

K'Brak, being the more impulsive of the two, was having enough of this. He wanted his family back. He wanted his Mother to be alive and for his father to come back home, smiling after a hardworking day. He wanted to feel happiness again and most of all, he wanted to see his brother smile, too. So, he tried to study really hard, coming on top of his class as being the smartest boy their age. He wanted to travel abroad someday, recalling one of the teacher's lessons about magics and people who could use it. K'Brak would surely find a way to mend his family's broken bonds. 6 years had passed somewhat... peacefully.


Once again, K'Brak's hope was shattered into pieces when he and his brother came home like 'that' day, completely unaware of the sheer terror that would forever haunt their sleeps. Even though there was no fire, K'Brak could tell that something was seriously wrong. It was all too quiet. Breaking into a run, K'Brak ran straight to his home, his brother followed closely behind. There, in their house, was a robber - a scrawny man with a knife and was looking shocked as if he couldn't believe what he had done. On the floor laid H'Mong's and K'Brak's father, his chest was covered with crimson blood. Like something had been destroyed in the young boys' minds, H'Mong, always the gentler one, knelt down on the floor, tears ran down his dirty cheeks. K'Brak, on the other hand, reacted exactly opposite to his brother, who was still in too much shocked that he couldn't even react to the scene. The younger boy sprang into actions, tackling the robber into the ground, punching, kicking and screaming at him. "I will make you pay, you piece of shit" the eleven-year-old boy said and before he could do anything more dramatic, the robber broke free and ran away in fear, still with a black eye and bleeding lips.

When K'Brak attempted to run after the man, H'Mong suddenly snapped out of his daze. He said to K'Brak urgently "Wait here and tend to father. I will chase after him.". K'Brak had almost rejected H'Mong but decided against it at the last second and just nodded. How H'Mong wished K'Brak would have just come with him that day. It was the final step that made the brothers go to different paths. Being left alone with their dying father, K'Brak had tried everything he could think of, even come as far as trying a ridiculous spell that his friends taught him to make fun of him. Everything fell and K'Brak felt as if he was losing something precious with each passing second. The dying man on the ground gripped K'Brak's hand gently and whispered "Revenge him for me, son". With that, the man was dead. However, his words were like a curse to K'Brak innocent heart, finally destroyed what chances of redemption he might have had. "I will, father" He said, just in time to see that his brother had come back, eyes filled with tears but refused to say what had happened.

"Just let that robber alone, K'Brak. He's not worth it" H'Mong finally said sadly and K'Brak felt like he was about to explode. Let go? That bastard had just killed their father! "What did that bastard do to you, H'Mong? Has he given you money? How could you?" K'Brak exploded, grasping and shaking H'Mong violently. "He was like us, alright?!!" H'Mong yelled "He had his own kids and they are about to die because of hunger... I-I can't let you do this, K'Brak! H-He stole because it was the last thing he could think of! He d-didn't mean to k-k-do that!" H'Mong sobbed and K'Brak stared at his brother in disbelief before it changed into rage and hatred "You coward!" He spat out and whispered in H'Mong's ears "Tell that to our dead father..." H'Mong flinched but K'Brak didn't regret his words. Gripping the nearest kitchen knife he could find, he tucked it firmly underneath his clothes and put some old clothes into a small bag, hastily tightened it and walked out. "Stop, K'Brak" H'Mong pleaded, his eyes were red from all the crying he had done "Please stop it, K'Brak. Please, you will regret it... please, I don't want you to stain your hands with someone else 's blood."

K'Brak whispered, his voice hardened "Let go, brother. If you continue to stop me from doing this. We will no longer be brothers" H'Mong shook his head, whispered just as soft "I'm sorry" K'Brak yanked his brother's hand away and ran, never even once looking back. Following the blood trails, K'Brak came to the small house and stepped inside. He never talked about this event to anyone, not even to her but let just say, he was the only one who lived to tell the tales and the wall was covered with blood. It was also the day K'Brak found out about his Emotion Enhancing power. Not wanting anyone to find out what he had done, K'Brak ran and ran out of the little town. Having no where else to go, K'Brak grudgingly admitted that he didn't know what to do. Thankfully, a man came across him, asking him with a strange glint in his old eyes "Boy, where's your family?" K'Brak snapped at the man defensively "I have no brother! I lost everything!"

"Do you want to come with me, boy? I can teach you how to be stronger so that you will never lose what you treasure anymore unless you are the one who decide you don't want it anymore..." The man said and K'Brak narrowed his eyes in suspicious "Who the heck are you anyway?" The man laughed out loud and patted K'Brak's back with surprising strength, nearly sending him stumble on the ground "Me? I'm just your standard random old man on the street" K'Brak almost smiled at the man but schooled his face at the last second "Fine..." He said and followed that old man - whom he later discovered was Naciel Harlen - the guild master of Crimson Blade. The man had, true to his words, given K'Brak a lot of books on different subjects. It was when K'Brak realized he had a knack for rituals with poisons and dark art spells. Being a bright boy, K'Brak absorbed the subjects like a sponge. Naciel also taught him martial art among other things.

At the age of thirteen - meaning that two years had passed since that accident, K'Brak had fully become a dark mage, earning Naciel's trust and in turn, he traded that for his sheer loyalty toward the guild and its master. He made a blood swore to never betray it, no matter what he had to do in order to keep that loyalty, even going as far as selling his soul if he must. His personality had also taken a major change. He was no longer the violent, impulsive teenager he used to be. Instead, K'Brak was cold and uncaring, ruthless and dangerous and was among one of the most unsociable persons in the entire guild. It was when they came did K'Brak change... again. One day, Naciel introduced two young women and told them they would become a team.

At first, K'Brak didn't believe two fragile girls could do anything and that he was stuck with baby-sitting duty. However, he was proved wrong after their first missions, when the girls and he could, surprisingly, cooperate perfectly and complete the mission faster than he could ever do if alone. It was then they became friends. K'Brak treasured their friendship very much, just second bellow his loyalty toward Crimson Blade. They were the only ones beside his guild master to ever treat him with kindness instead of deception and ignorance. K'Brak even told them things that even he didn't tell the guild master.

Among the two, K'Brak adored Keiko more. He was well-aware of the crush Freya had on him but he decided to ignore it, waiting until he was a little older or when he had completed his personal goal. He confided in Keiko. He told her his dark past and even cried in front of her without shame. He told her the nightmares that had haunted his dreams, things that he had never told anyone before. She understood him and accepted him even after knowing what he had done. It was the happiest two years he had ever had. Having a home, enough food, clothes, friends and family was what K'Brak secretly wanted until another tragedy swept away that fragile happiness that he had.

Keiko, the ever soft-hearted kind member of Team Rengoku, realized the evilness behind the cranky, grandfather facade of Naciel, urged her two friends to leave the guild with her. K'Brak, naively believed that his precious guild was just misunderstood, decided to tell Naciel about their plan. Naciel - the twisted old man that he was, ordered K'Brak to kill his teammates to make an example out of them. For the first time in a long, long time, K'Brak was torn between wanting to help his friends and wanting to be loyal to his guild.

What should he do then? K'Brak immediately thought of a ritual that he had just recently read about in a book about poisons. It allowed the user to summon an entity that was neutral and give the person an advice. Naturally, K'Brak was confident in his ability and he decided to ask for an advice from that strange creature. However, because of his arrogance, he had made the worst kind of mistake possible. Instead of pronouncing the word 'a', he had pronounced the word 'i' and the creature he had summoned was not neutral at all. In fact, it was one of the greatest devil of the world, one of the seven deadly sins. K'Brak didn't know that. He listened to what it had to say. It told him he must kill the both of them for it would be the best choice he could do.

K'Brak believed it without a doubt. The next morning, while Keiko and Freya were preparing their packs, K'Brak came behind Keiko and stabbed his sister-mother figure with a long katana. Keiko turned around in surprise while Freya looked as if she couldn't believe he could do that, betray them like this. K'Brak's hands shook badly and suddenly, he realized what he had done. He had killed a precious person and betrayed another. He was the one that destroyed their relationship. Too shocked to even clarify with Freya what he had done and why he had done it, K'Brak watched in silent horror as the life was drained from Keiko's lively eyes.

"Nooooooo! I'm sorry, Keiko! Please don't leave me! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! Please come back, Freya! I didn't mean to do that! I-I-AHHHHHHHH" Whatever K'Brak wanted to say died on his lips as he screamed and collapsed in agony. He had destroyed his life. He had destroyed his second chance. Crying and sobbing uncontrollably, K'Brak begged for forgiveness, for a second chance though no one was there to hear him cry. He had been promoted shortly after that but all that left was an empty shell of a person who had gone through too much in too little time. He didn't care about anything anymore, silently wallowing in his grief. Keiko's eyes and Freya's figure would forever haunt his dreams, just like many, many more dead eyes of the persons that he had killed over the years.



Two years later, Naciel died and his successor - Ravenna replaced his position as a guild master. K'Brak, at this point, cared little about anything else beside his guild, assuming that Freya had died since he hadn't heard her name for a while now. He could never sleep more than five hours a day because of the nightmares and he turned to smoking to ease his pain. Ravenna, however, didn't want him to work alone anymore and decided to give him a team of his own with the new member - Suoh. K'Brak really didn't know what to think of this but he decided it would be best if he didn't get closed to anyone again in case it happened and somehow, he was damaged by the friendship he had created. At best, he treats everyone coolly and at worse, he ignores everything else. Every year, at the 8th of November, K'Brak left the guild for a whole day to come to Keiko's grave and apology, mourning about his mistakes and told her how he was doing. He had even made a grave for Freya... until he heard that she had joined Amaranth - a new light guild.

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~ Relationship ~


{Crimson Blade}

➭ Naciel Harlen: "I am grateful to have met you and thankful for all the helps you have given me, Master... without you, I will still be a nobody on the street. You give me the tools to fight and for that, I will fight for you till the very end. I will stand by the Guild's side and no one can harm this guild without stepping over my dead body"

➭ Ravenna: "I do not know much about you, my Lady. However, I can see that you had a sad childhood, too. I do not care where you come from or what you have done. Master trusts you can lead us and so, I will put my trust in you. I am loyal to you as I am loyal to the Guild. If you betray it, I will personally seek you out and destroy you. However, if you do not betray it then... Here I am, my Lady. I am your servant and I am at your command"

➭ Keiko: "I am sorry, Keiko. You were one of my first real friend. You were more than that. I thought of you as my family, my sister and my mother-figure. What I did was unforgivable but I hope one day, in heaven, you will find the heart to forgive this fool for his mistakes. I know I will not meet you in Heaven because for a sinner like me, there is no third chance. You haunt my dreams, Keiko. But I do not mind, I really do not mind that at all because when I dream and I see you, I am reminded of my mistakes so that I will not make it again. I have tried to do what you said and have tried to kill only when necessary. I know my efforts are probably not enough but I still want you to know that I have tried. Once again, I'm sorry"

➭ Murmur Burns: "I do not trust you, Burns. We are on the same rank though from time to time, I keep getting the feeling that there is more of you than what I meet on the surface. We can work together and I can tolerate you. You are one of the lesser fools and for that, I acknowledge you. However, do not mistake it for trust. If you make a move against the Guild, believe me, Burns... Ranks mean nothing to me."

➭ Vincent Catwright: "There is nothing about you that I should care about. Just like some other guild members, you are from Crimson Blade. I do not acknowledge you at all for you have not done anything to earn my trust or my acknowledgment. Keep trying, maybe one day, you will..."

➭ Kiev Draginua: "I acknowledge you, your potential and our rivalry, Kiev. In a way, I should be thankful because you distract me from time to time and help me to realize what is reality and what is imagination. I find you when my nightmares are too much to bear and fight you to keep the darkness from consuming me. I taunt you and ignore you because your reactions always make me amuse. However, sometimes, I cannot help but hate you very much because you are the exact opposite of me, lively and cheerful... and some other times, I secretly wish to be more like you. When you ignore Lady Ravenna, I can't help but feel angry... why? Why do you ignore something that I wish to have? I am jealous of you and at the same time, you are one of the persons that I respect"

➭ Suoh Ren: "You are the closet thing I can call a friend. We have the same hobby and you leave me alone. You don't bother me with stupid questions and you are quiet. That is more than I can ask for. We trade cigarettes and we argue sometimes. However, being near you doesn't make me feel uncomfortable. We are a team and I'm, in a way, glad that you are my teammate."

➭ Jennifer Holt: "Even though I don't know much about you. I see myself in you. I see what I could have become with a little more push. however, seeing myself and acknowledging you are two different things. Try harder and maybe, one day, I will see you as a potential guild member"

➭ (Aradia's character):

➭ (Aradia's character):

{Amarath}

➭ Freya "I do not want to make another mistake, Freya. Even though you are my enemy now, I still do not want to kill you. What happened to Keiko is... is a mistake. I don't want it to repeat again so please step back and let me do my job... I promise I will not harm you if you don't step in my way"

➭ H'Mong " I despise you, Halibatore. You are a weakling and will forever remain so in my eyes. You are the one who end our brotherhood so don't you DARE spill shit like we are still brothers! H'Mong - My brother is DEAD! Come near me another step and I will put your head on a nice shelf to decorate my room!"