Name: Vadine Slim
Age: 11
Race: Unknown
Height: 4' 9"
Weight: 98 lb
Eyes: Black, Pupil and Iris.
Hair: Black
Clothing:
Upper Body: A black tux jacket and white tux shirt, the jacket has some dark red stains splattered on it, if you get a chance to look close enough that is.
Lower Body: Black slacks, which are kept meticulously clean, shoes are black polished shoes.
Armor: Besides his clothing none.
Main Class: Demon Assassin
Explains speed and ability to become freakishly demonic looking.
Sub Class: Mesmer
Pretty much makes opponent see things that do not exist, or changes appearance of things which do.
Weaponry: Hands, and Teeth.
Magic: Mesmerize
Enemy can't trust the appearance of things anymore, whether it be their weapon on the ground or it be where it appears Vadine to be. Fighters will often discovered they are wielding nothing before their death.
Bio:
Accidentally killed his mother with a knife at age 7, giggled his head off about it. This it the point of insanity for Vadine, when his father and sister returned he killed them too. When the bodies were found, Vadine was found in his room, dressed for a funeral, upon being approached he would act in a threatening manner. They did not suspect a child so young of the death of his parents, and sister.
He was adopted by his uncle who, in a misguided attempt to help Vadine get revenge on whomever killed his family, taught him many of the deadliest martial arts. He was surprised at how quickly Vadine picked up the skill to strike precise hits that did internal damage. His technique was excellent when it came time for his first competitive fight, this was a mistake. He killed the other child in a matter of second, and didn't stop there, he went right to the next mat and killed the other two children. He did this until the shock had worn off, the best adult masters leaped out and attempted to seize him. They found, it hard to attempt to detain him and fend off his attacks as well. Finally they pulled back and his uncle faced him down.
In a glorious battle, his uncle won, but as he lay broken and exhausted from the fight he called on his dormant abilities to make him seem to disappear. He easily escaped and nursed his injuries back to health over many years. Three years later he confronts his uncle again, and barely defeats him. With a grin on his face, and his teeth sharp from the smell of blood, he turned away and forever looks for stronger opponents to fight.
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