Dante's Biography

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We've been getting a good amount of questions regarding the move and the time skip that the move will created for all characters. So here are a few general questions, along with their answers, and of course feel free to post any more concerns you have here.

Q: What abilities or weapons will we be able to add or expand on?
A: Not a whole lot, honestly. I'd say a few improvements on what you already have, but not by a lot, as well as maybe one or two new techniques. Let's not do a major overhaul, because that would then disrupt your rank, which will not change in the move. As for weapons, …

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Subject: Dante's Biography Mon Mar 01, 2010 5:41 pm

Name: Dante

Age: 18

Kekkei Genkai: ~~Dark Amber's Death, Gamboge's Glory~~ (idk if this is official for me yet :3)

Quote: "Shh.....your death would be secret"

Biography:
The metal door enclosed the insanity from reaching the border,
The border of safety, of the monster kept inside.
Walls, stretched up high, white,
Filled with nonsense of fiction scribbled on the surface
The boy in the corner holding a mirror to his complex expressions
“Who’s this in the mirror mommy?”
His family forced their insane son into the cold basement,
Filled with rats, and spiders. His hunger noise filling the rusted air.
The fragile paper boy leaning back and forth, humming nonsense.
Holding the mirror closer to his face.
Glaring at the monster on the other side of the parallel realm,
Unreachable.
“A monster, I don’t recognize myself no more…”
Lifting the mirror to his face again seeing his insanity himself.
Something missing from his dark cold eyes,
The eye’s of abandonment and isolation.
“Why me…why…”
His fingers uncontrolled shaking, flowing through his hair.
He lifted the mirror to the concrete wall,
The wall with a shape on the cold surface, the shape of a rectangle.
With people, grouped together, a body missing a head was seen.
Pushing his fingers on the picture that was on the wall, the tape about to give up.
“They…forgotten about me…”
Shattering the mirror against the concrete the mirror into puzzle pieces.
Lifting a jagged shape, his beat heightening, his pulse flowing stronger.
Only his heartbeat he heard, as he drove the jagged piece,
To the thing that made him speak.
Feeling the warmth fill his chest brought a smile to his face.
The redness was winning reaching to the floor, to the base.
The boy lifted his finger to his mouth, whispering "Shh....it'll be ok soon..."
His heartbeat he heard in the room, it was his own death tune.
Blaring lights fill the room abruptly staring, and glaring.
His eye's were burning, the lights scaring.
Then everything went black, the world around in dark silence.
Opening the eyes shown no violence.

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