Artair Mizushima

Sometime in the spring Artair was born as Ryota Ueno. At age 6 months Artair's parents both were slaughtered while he slept obviously. The murders of his parents picked him up and took him to a strange place full of weapons and Dust, this influenced him to save his parents after breathing in blood and Dust. At age one Artair was learning how to walk and think for himself. At age five Artair was given the very first weapon he would receive, his matte black Twisted Dagger named Misery, so called because when this weapon pulled out of a victim the the look of the dagger and the emotion of misery was all they saw before they died. At age eight he was given his new name, as he had not known his name before, Artair. This was the same year that he had taken it upon himself to slit the throat of his teacher with Misery, drink his blood, steal his sword, Hope, and escape. After two years of moving through towns killing and drinking from people Artair came across a true father figure for him. He had no first name as Artair had no last name, so they gave each other the names that they knew. Artair officially became Artair Mizushima and the man became Hiroen Mizumishima. Hiroen taught Artair how to hunt and how to use Hope and Misery together as well as how to use Dust. At age seventeen they learned of Artair`s semblance to bypass armor and what Artair`s aura was. When barbaric soldiers came into the small village they were living at, Artair went out and began to sneakily slice the men’s throats night after night. Until they came into the homes of every house and killed all the men including Hiroen. Artair tried to stop the soldiers but they took all the women and children and left the village to burn. Artair then scavenged a large black cloak, finding a skull, he made a half mask to hide his features. After a year of moving from village to village and trying, he was accepted to Syne Academy to this day having not found the soldiers who killed Hiroen.

Artair began a moonlit stroll through a beautiful forest overhanging the rough deer trail. Having had an adapt hunting training, Artair can see that recently the deer in the forest have been using this trail. Artair through his strong sense of smell he could smell a pack of Beowolves heading in the direction that he heading to. After smelling this Artair began to sprint towards the smell of the Beowolves, his cloak flowing behind him and his mask reflecting the moonlight. Eventually he came across the three Beowolves circling the deer in the center of the clearing. Having the cloak hide Artair from eyes, his smell was too strong and the Beowolves began to surround him. The wind blew threw the forest and his cloak flew backwards, exposing Misery and Hope, at the same time as this he drew Hope and stabbed at the first Beowolf as he drew misery and slashed at the second. The first wolf ran back while the second whimpered as the third jumped at him. Instinctively Hope slashed forward and split the Beowolf’s head in twain, splattering blood over his mask and exposing the Beowolf’s brain. The first and second Beowolves jumped at Artair, the first landed on him and ripped his mask off exposing his scaly face, the second smashed into a tree knocked out cold. Artair, using Misery, stabbed the Beowolf through heart. Taking his mask back from the first Beowolf, he walked over to the second Beowolf and lobbed the Beowolf’s head with Hope, splattering Artair with warm blood. Artair then walked over to the wounded petrified deer, and killed it with Hope. Then he cleaned his blades, sheathed them and walked away.