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Theres no such thing as perfection
Likes: food, exercise, drinks, friendly people,
Dislikes: rudeness, ignorance
Personality: Strong willed, Down to earth, friendly and polite to just about everyone he meets.
[Weapon Type: Lance/sword
Elemental Attribute: Wind
Soul Resonance Form:
Soul Resonance Techniques:
Broad awakening-his blades glow and expand taking the form of a broad sword and the user makes a 360 spin
Rapid Lance-A fury of stabbing attacks
Standby Phase-A preassure surrounds the area, meant to help lancer hold his ground and slow down or cripple enemy
Wind tunnel-Wind blows from the lancer to the target, thus blows enemy back and lancer foward. Can be used to for movement List at least 5, 2 offensive, 2 defensive, and one feild
His mother is a lance, prideful and precise. She is short, thin, and has an intimidating look. She always has it her way and is why she became a poilitician. His father was a sword, strong and fierce. He was a giant among men, muscular but with a friendly look.Only his father took interest in becoming a weapon and was the reason for his Death.
He was called a start child when he was young. Good at everything he did but never coky. It wasn't until his fathers death that he realized how well off his parents actually worth, when his mother started spoiling him and his younger brother. He studied an assortment of things including Muay Thai, Horseback riding, archery, fencing, painting, drawing, and parkour. But always practiced humility and retraint.
The first time he was attacked by a keshan it looked like a man in a grey track suit. It stabbed him in the stomach and Alessandro just stared him in the face and broke out laughing with a terrible cackle similar to the jokers. He kind of spaced out and when he came to, his right forearm was a bladed lance and a keshan egg floated infront of him. Instead of freaking out he examined his arm, and the floating egg. "eat it" said a voice in his head "it'll make you stronger. He finished it in one bite and loved the texture of it. Before he passed out he marked 911.
Since then he had spoken to his inner demon that he named "shadow" for it looked like him except black and white. He trained by himself on controlling his weapon form, using soul force, sensing souls, and controlling his madness. Thanks to his madness he actually enjoys pain. And has no fear.
Al had always been a pacafist until this year. When he decided he'd become a weapon of rightcheousness.