Sometimes love can the be the one thing that makes a life worthwhile, at least that's my case. My name was F/n Xiao long, but I prefer F/n L/n. And this my story.
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(Replace the skin color, hair color, and eye color with anything you want. In fact just you just have the face structure.)
Birth Mother: Raven Brawen
Birth Father: Tai Xiao Long
Age: A couple months older then Yang
Likes: An old flame, his mother, being left alone.
Dislikes: Old family, assholes, forced to do somthing
Weapon: ( The Angel's dream)
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The weapon has a slot in that back of it, to insert two clips of dust, and it's abilities are determined based on what dust you put in. Fire dust: sets the sword on fire, while allowing it send a wave of fire at an enemy. Ice dust: turns the blade to ice, while freezing anything it touches. Wind dust: Increases the blade's speed while allowing it send a wave of wind at the enemy. Earth: It can cause the ground to change shape, either by the ground collapseing, or making it rise.
Semblance: transparent: can fase through projectile or object he choses for 10 seconds.
clothing:
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Interesting facts:
He's quiet to those he's pissed at.
Knows how to survive in harshes conditions.
He fights with his mind instead of raw force.
Last person who grabed his necklace, lost their arm.
