Restilmo

[Dante]

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~Basic info~

Behind every great individual, there is that voice which keeps them going onward and toward their next great adventure. [/center][/i]

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Username ~ : Dante

Other characters ~ : Dante Hyubasi. Shinji.

Is this character canon? ~ :

Link to canon thread ~ :

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~Character Info~

Waking up in the morning, your thoughts are cluttered. It takes a moment for you to fully become aware of your surroundings, but once you do, everything about your life comes back to you.[/center][/b][/i]

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Name ~ : Restilmo

Age ~ : Unknown. Looks to be about twenty, or in his early twenties.

Birthplace ~ : Unknown

Birthday ~ : Non-Applicable

Gender ~ : Male

Race ~ :

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~Appearance~

As you are heading out the door of your house, a small glimmer of light catches your eye. You turn around and see a mirror, putting you face to face with your reflection.

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Physical appearance ~ :

Normal~
Restilmo towers over the public with the height of 7'6, his semi-muscular body tone sending a deadly message to heroes who stand in his way. With his body frame, it would be easy to spot him in a group of heroes, the grim look on his face giving away his disguise. His hair is a very light blue color, the hair coming down to the end of his neck and over his eyes in great, big strands. His eyes are an odd almond shape, the color being a deep crimson. His face is stern, almost uncaring as Restilmo takes his position as Lord of Darkness. His back is usually straightened out, giving him grace as he steps along whatever path he takes. Muscular as he may be, Restilmo has a slim, tanned, body, the muscle definition showing in a great degree.

Evolved Form~
When fallen in battle, Restilmo ressurects as Resimga, The Ultimate Ruler of the Universe. Instead of the normal humanoid frame, his body begins to make drastic changes and looks to be a monster. With four arms, each arm holding a different weapon, this beast is truely a foe to take seriously. Resimga has one humanoid head, a long, slender body with a grotesque heart like appendage protuding from his chest, and no legs. In replace of his legs are two giant heads, one with three eyes and one with no mouth.

Resigma is rarely an issue, as Restilmo hasn't yet fallen in battle except for once.

Clothing/Accessories ~ :

Restilmo wears a suit of gleaming, ominous armor with two faces on each of his shoulder pads, both with two horns and a grim smile full of teeth. His chest plate is no different except without the horns. His helmet covers every area other than the eyes and a part of the nose, some hair stringing out occasionally. A long, crimson cape runs from the back of his chest plate, leading behind him in an elegant manner.

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~Personality~

As you're walking through the door, you see many sights that influence your mood. The different feelings that suddenly wash over you are many, leaving you with a strange mix of emotions.

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Alignment ~ :Chaotic

Behavior ~ : Restilmo is a very stern, easily temepered man with the intentions of death for anyone who attempts to stop his deadly advent to destroy all worlds. He doesn't talk much, keeping him incognito for as long as possible so as not to ruin his diabolical scheme. Restilmo has the tendency to spit upon the norm of the worlds, thinking of himself as one of the respected members of the Dark Order. To elegant for words, some may say, but for Restilmo, it's just his casual behavior. His happiness rarely ever shows, unless he's laughing at your death or misfortune.

With a quick temper, Restilmo usually jumps into a battle with all that he has, leaving no one alive, not even his allies if they aren't of the Dark Order. Sometimes, Restilmo's elegant manners get in the way of his fighting, causing trouble for everyone on the battlefield, even his opponents who couldn't give a damn about their enemies. Still, even though he's of the chaotic nature, Restilmo enjoys the ladies, hoping to one day make on his bride and queen of the newfound universe.

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~Weapons~

Suddenly, a Heartless appears in front of you, brandishing its claws and threatening to attack. You reach for your weapon and equip it, ready to defend yourself.

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Normal: Restilmo carries a normal long sword and a normal broadsword while in battle, using them to mark your death.

Right hands of Doom and Despair: Doom is the top right, holding a sword. Despair is the bottom right, holding a sickle.

Left hands of Decay and Famine: Decay is the top left, holding a staff. Famine is the bottom left, holding an axe.

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~Abilities~

Just as you're about to fight the creature, you feel the power of your ancestors filling you. The strength of a thousand men courses through your veins as you prepare for battle.

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AP: 0

[Insert Ability One name here]: Darkaga
[Description of ability]: A fairly powerful ability that utilizes the ability of darkness within Restilmo's heart. By stretching his arms back and gathering the darkness behind him, which forms the shape of twelve giant lasers, Restilmo will scratch outwards, releasing the twelve deadly lasers at his opponent.

Strength: 6 Ap
Uses: Five uses per battle. 7 round cooldown.

[Insert Ability Two name here]: Dark Release
[Description of ability]: A fairly moderate ability that is used often as a battle starter, by summoning twenty orbs of darkness around his body, the evil knight will send the orbs out in a burst of energy, sending them towards his opponents at extreme speeds.

Strength: 4 Ap[Moderate]
Uses: 3 uses per battle. 5 round cooldown.


Equips
N/A

Special Abilities
N/A

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~History~

As you slay the last of the beasts, you put your weapon aside, and walk away, knowing your tale of bravery will be told for thousands of years to come.

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History:

While Dante was choosing his new race

"Urggh... This feeling... This power..." In the midst of nothingness, a man twitched and scrawled on the floor, regaining consciousness. He was cold and naked, the blistering wind helping in no way at all. Goosebumps were beginning to protrude stranger's skin, the blemishes easy to spot. "Well, well, well... What do we have here? A newborn from the darkness?" The voice of a young woman echoed through the room, soft footsteps making their way across the ground and towards the freezing person. "Ah... I bet I can guess who you're from. Well, it doesn't really matter at the time being. What we need to do is get you to a safe and warm place."

The man said nothing, knowing that warmth was on the otherside of where ever he was going. With that, the warm, soft hand from the woman touched the man's arm, sending them away to Madam's Manor.


Later, after the man wakes up

A light was shining in the eyes of the man as he sat up. He was in a room, his body on a comfortable bed. What he saw was white and nothing more. The only color that stood apart from the rest was the man's body, which was a tanned. The stranger flexed his hand, regaining control of his bodily functions. He gave no hesitation to remove himself from the bed, standing up and stretching his muscles. With tired eyes, he looked around, gaining a sense of his surroundings.

Where was the strange man? He remembered a very helpful woman, but nothing more. He was still naked, but he gave no thought to the fact. He had no facial expression, his eyes being blank as an easel waiting to be painted on. Crink~Chuck The doorknob was turning, the almost transparent door opening before him.

A young woman, beautiful in apperance, came elegantly through the threshold of the room, smiling. Her skin was pale, making her body look as if it were made of procelain. Her eyes were gray, her long, cascading hair an angelic silver-esque color. She wore a black robe, making her even more alluring than before. "You're awake. That's good. How are you feeling, young one?" This woman... she had such a hypnotic voice. She was an angel among angels.

"Quite normal. Who are you? Where am I and... Who am I?" The woman giggled, sending the man into an everlasting trance. "Well, you'll learn in time. Right now, we need to be getting you some attire to wear around the manor." The man looked at himself, only now noticing his bare body. "Oh, well then. What do you have in mind for my new clothing? Something fitting, I hope?"

The woman grabbed the man's hand, dragging him into a room. The room was the complete opposite of the one before, this one was all black. Something wrapped around his body! It was tightening its grip quickly! Where had it come from!? It was such a sudden movement that the man had no idea it was there. The thing moved all across his frame, strengthening its hold.

When all seemed lost and the man was about to choke, the strangling objects let go, leaving the man standing in a daze. Everything was going by so quickly now, especially the grabbing of the hand again. He was drawn out of the room, the dim light showing his new duds. He was wearing a very light armor, but it seemed so protecting. This place he was in, it was so obscure in nature.

"Well, we better get you off into your next destination. Oh, and for your question, I think it would be wise if I chose your name. So, with that said, I welcome you, Restilmo, to the Dark Order. Have fun" The woman pushed Restilmo through the door a giant door in a rush, closing it tightly and sealing it. Where was he now? Who was this Dark Order? Well, that was to be spoken about in time, because now, the new knight of darkness was in a current meeting with said Order.

After the Castle Oblivion incident

The was a throne in a dark, musty room, cobwebs hanging from the ceiling. Restilmo was the one seated in this throne, his hand supporting his chin. The armor clad man was bored, it seemed, his expression dull. He was in need of challenge, something that the Manor didn't offer him. He had fought the Dark Order countless times, training his evolved form after dieing by their hands. He was aware that he would die if his evolved form was defeated, but thanks to the necromancer in the Order, he was still here.

His position in the Order was one of the Main Knights of the Order, his skills in battle proving to be useful. His job was to kill, no matter how he did so. Madam, that lovely woman, had made him this way, but he wasn't mad. As long as he could embrace her beauty daily, he was sastisfied enough to keep his rage locked away. He knew things, things that he didn't want to know, thanks to Madam.

He was apparently part of someone, part of their heart. Dante Hyubasi was this unfortunate souls name. Restilmo wasn't pleased by the fact that he held resembelance to this weakened human, urging Madam and the Head of the Order to allow him to murder this being. He was denied this honor of killing his creator. How was this even possible? The rest of the Order had done so, so why couldn't he do the same?

The knight was enraged just by thinking of this! He stomped his on the ground, roaring as he burst out of the door from his room. His swords were on each side of him, waiting to be used. No one had any intentions of stopping him, for this was something that would normally happen. The knight crashed through the doors that lead to the outside of the Manor, opening a portal to a simple world that he could take over.

No one cared. Restilmo was new and he was just getting adjusted to his new life. Restilmo would become calm again and would be just like the rest of the Order, but this dark knight had different plan in mind. With his power, he would do the near impposible; Destroy all worlds and create a universe for him and Madam where they could create their own life. This was his plan, and no one could stop his advent.

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~Class~

Before you embark on your journey a vision comes upon you. You see three weapons in front of you.

~ A sword of terrible destruction - The power of the warrior: Invincible courage.

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~Other~

Well, here's my other character. Restilmo is meant to help progress Dante's story, releasing more information on Madam and the Dark Order. Restilmo was born when Dante was "killed" in the Apprentice Wars. The knight is basically the control of darkness he had lost, leaving Dante weak.

I plan on either making a nobody version of Dante, the rest of the Dark Council so as to explain their existence, or Madam and her new apprentice to get her out of the way so I can make the others. If I've gone to over the top, please tell me.