Asch the Bloody

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Name: Asch the Bloody.
Age: Eighteen.
Canon or OC: Canon.
Which game are you from: Tales of the Abyss
Alliance: Good.
Weapons: One-handed swords.
Powers: Fonic Artes(lightning blade, eruption, ect.), Strike Artes(beast, rending saber, ect.)
Occupation: God-General of Special Operations

Personality: Asch is a severely cold and reclusive male. His birth was a normal one, though it was to royal blood. However, upon his kidnapping, his personality took a sharp turn. Though his internal emotions may be a constant storm, the expression on his face is always one void of feeling. While this is mainly to hide his true intentions, it does become somewhat of a set-back when it comes to his interactions with other people.

Asch contains much pride for both his people and his country. This can be often seen during any conversation he may have with Natalia. Though he knows he lacks time, he still intends to keep the promise he made to her years ago. Even though he was initially mad at her for not knowing the difference between him and the replica. He does have a bad temper, especially after meeting with his replica who, though unintentional, stole his entire past and future. It was only because of this that Asch deviated from Van's plans. Had the idea of replacing the entire world with replicas not been introduced, it is assumed that Asch would have stayed at Van's side until the end.

He is cold and calculating, much like a God-General should be. Though Asch does indeed have his more tender and sometimes even quirky moments. The tender moments are most times reserved for his old friend Natalia, and his mother whom he only meets with once; which of course was forced by Luke.

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History:

N.D. 2000
In Kimlasca shall be born the scion of Lorelei's power. He will be a boy of royal blood with hair of red. He shall be called: "The Light of the Sacred Flame," and he will lead Kimlasca-Lanvaldear to new prosperity.

That was his Score.

His original name was Luke fon Fabre. Born to the house of Fabre, he was to marry into the royal family of Kimlasca and one day assume the throne. But no story ever has a happy ending does it? As a young boy, he was kidnapped and taken to Coral Castle, a place residing withing Malkuth. There, he endured tortures no boy should ever have to endure. And what were these tortures?

He was replicated, and left for dead.

But that never stopped him. He forced his hurting body to move, took a blade that had been left behind, and made his way home. He fought beasts and bandits, survived storms and distance. And for what? Only to finally reach home, and see everyone crowded around that d**ned replica. So his life had been stolen, even his name. So Van took him in, decided to use his strength. It was then that he acquired a new name.

Asch the Bloody.

Several years passed. Asch trained as the replica Luke lived a life of luxury. His happiness, the expressions of joy, it was all gone from him now. He was a God-General now, Asch the Bloody, and he would live up to his name.

Of course it was going to happen, Asch did eventually meet the replica. And although the Score had foretold a future of death for the boy, both survived even if Akzeriuth fell. But it was then that the replica realized the darkness in his master's heart, and with the help--though it was reluctant--of his original, the future began to change.

Asch worked hard, very hard, to change the future that had been foretold. Even though he would soon disappear, he wanted to create the kingdom he had promised to Natalia. He traveled, defeated many, and eventually made his way into the final stage.

The Replica Hod.

There, he faced off against the replica. And as fate would have it, he lost. He let the replica escape in order to face off again the master.

"You have to live. If you don't... Natalia and I... will never stop grieving..."
Don't feed me those words replica. "Alright, I promise. Now go!"

A promise he could not keep. One moment with his guard let down, and that was all it took. Swords pierced his body, stole his life, and though he defeated the last of the enemy soldiers, he couldn't pull through.

"Looks like... I had a little trouble. The rest is... up to you."

After Van's defeat, Asch fell into the abyss that formed as Luke freed Lorelei. In the end, the two merged together, keeping both from disappearing. Though who controls the body now is purely up to those who meet him now.

Likes:

Natalia
Kimlasca
Training
Chicken
Night time

Dislikes:

Luke
Replicas
Annoying things
Octopi
Carrots

Fears:

Losing Natalia
Corruption of Kimlasca

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Sample RP:

Light erupted across the sky, set the horizon ablaze with colors of orange and pink. The clouds were no where in sight, leaving the remaining stars in full view as they slowly disappeared along with the night. Dawn, the most peaceful time of day. Emerald hues slowly fluttered open, vision a blur as the light forced his pupils to adjust. A soft groan passed pale lips, and the male forced himself to sit upright.

He had never been much of a morning person.

Crimson hair was a mess around his face, not that it mattered. He stood, the floor beneath his feet a chilling cold, causing shivers to spike up his spine. He let out another groan before making his way towards his dresser. God-General uniform inside, he dragged it on slowly. The clothe was cold, and he didn't like it. Shaking his head, Asch moved to stand in front of the mirror. Man, his hair really was a mess. He yanked it back, forcing his hair into the normal, every-day style. Bangs pulled back, uniform on, he marched out of his room with the same sour expression on his face.

The sun kissed the horizon, chasing the night fully away. The warmth it provided was a welcomed comfort as Asch stepped out into the courtyard. There were the typical people running about Daath. The baker was awake, many people were making their way into the church, and many soldiers were beginning their training. Just as Asch was about to.

He took a practice sword from again the wall, and took his position. As usual, he would face-off against one of the other soldiers. They were so weak, so pathetic. The only one he wanted to face was that d**ned replica. The one who had stolen everything. His past, his future, his parents, Natalia...

WHAM!

Asch really should have been paying attention. He focused now on the man he was facing. He was on the ground, his practice weapon several feet away. There was a red mark beginning to form across his face. Asch had hit him on accident, not that it really mattered. The red-head grumbled, throwing the practice blade to the ground as he stomped inside of the church. There were many others there, but Asch took his place alongside the other God-Generals.

Sync the Tempest, Arietta the Wild, Legretta the Quick, Largo the Black Lion, Dist the Reaper, and he, Asch the Bloody. They made up the Six God-Generals, well-known and well-feared among the others. Those within both Kimlasca and Malkuth knew of them. And honestly, that's how Asch liked it. He liked being feared.

He had faced so many foes in order to earn the title he had been given. He had killed many, it was how he had become Asch the "Bloody". But none of them compared to who he truly wanted to face.

That replica. The one that had taken everything from him.

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Custom Title: The Bloody
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