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Childhood
Born on April 17th at 11 Pm in Japan to a mother who did not want him. The boy was given the name Shitsubō Shio. Shitsubō meaning Fail while Shio was his father's last name. Shitsubō's mother was a drunk, as was his father, his mother would often sleep with other men. Bringing them home after a night at some bar and sleeping with them. His father caught them many times and took it out on Shitsubō, beating him relentlessly with whatever was around. Often beating him into unconsciousness. When Shitsubō turned 5, his father snapped finding Shitsubō's mother in bed with a close friend of his father.
Shitsubō's father then ruthlessly killed the two with a kunai, before going at Shitsubō with the kunai- screaming how much of a worthless son he was and how he was no better than his mother. Shitsubō ran from the house, hiding in town as his father got away with his crimes. Shitsubō became a thief to survive, stealing clothes, food, and money. Whatever the young boy could do to stay alive, he lived on the Japanese streets for a little over 3 months. He had become skinny and ill- however he had grown fond of things.
He made a small animal companion in the form of a bird. Teaching himself to loosely understand the creature and even giving it a name, Tomodachi- meaning friend. One day, Shitsubō went to steal from an older man. However the older man caught him, asking why he was stealing from a poor old man and when Shitsubō explained his situation. The old man took him in, fed him. The man was blind and the only name Shitsubō knew him by was Xiàngdǎo. At the age of 7, Xiàn had taught Shitsubō one very important lesson. No matter how low it was.
There shall always be a ladder, rocks, or even others to climb to get back above. Then at the age of 9, Shitsubō wandered outside of the village into the woods alone, hearing voices calling his name. Several days later, Shitsubō would return unscathed- Xiàn expressing his concern, it was revealed to the old man that the young boy had become rather close with the animals of the jungles. Being able to understand the animals, Xiàngdǎo seeing that Shitsubō was growing stronger- he had ed his son- a Ninja apart of the Shirai Ryu. Two weeks later, on Shitsubō's 10th birthday.
The ninjas arrived, Xiàngdǎo had given the young boy a necklace formed of small bones, the center a bone spear head with a dark yellow crystal inside of the arrowhead before sending the boy with the Shirai Ryu Ninjas. For the next 3 years, Shitsubō has trained under the Ninja- all the meanwhile, he had missed his caretaker. Shitsubō was taken into a tent by his general, where he began to ask about his past. Shitsubō was reluctant at first, leaving out major details- he had said his dad was a bad man so he ran, then the general asked why his father was bad.
Shitsubō revealed his father beat him and his mother for fun, he drank and did drugs. When asked why he ran, the boy revealed that his dad caught his mother in bed with another man and killed them both in front of him, then his father went after Shitsubō. The general, taken aback- simply dismissed Shitsubō back to his training. He was told he would fight one of his peers, who was older, smarter, stronger. He had all the advantages- the order was given by the general, to which Shitsubō's trainer argued with- however the fight began.
Shitsubō was beat for a majority of the fight, however the young boy tried with every muscle in his body- being hit reminded him of something specific, his father's voice calling him useless echoed through his mind. Fueled with anger, Shitsubō attacked and somehow beat the Ninja. At the age of 11, Shitsubō's pet bird Tomodachi, had died. To honor his fallen friend, Shitsubō had planned to get a tattoo when he was older, he continued his training for the following Years.
Teens
On his 13th Birthday, Shitsubō was given a new name. The Shirai Ryu general that trained him had named him Sprel Senshi, Sprel meaning nothing, but Senshi meant Fighter or Warrior. Senshi- on his 13th birthday was sent on his very first assignment. After years of hard training, Senshi was sent to assassinate a man in his hometown, he arrived at the dead of night- but as he got close to the target's home. Senshi realized who his target was.
Crept into the home with his sword drawn, the target turned the corner with a beer in hand. It was his father, his childhood home. Senshi put the sword away and beat the man senseless. Torturing the man for hours on end, until he died of blood loss. The person who ordered the hit was Senshi's grandmother, so the Ninja arrived there and collected his pay. Returning home once more, Nothing had occurred for the next 2 years, however. On the ninja’s 15th birthday, he had became recognized and hated by his peers for his quick thinking and overall combat efficiency, so he was given a choice to create something for himself.
Given 3 years to think of a new identity, sent on a journey of self discovery. He ventured into the large unexplored jungles of Japan. Told to bring no armor and a single weapon for his travels, Sprel had chosen one no ninja before him dared to attempt. It was based on cat claws with black gloves resting underneath; within two months he was sent out, Sprel had made a new animal companion. It was a fox who Senshi had named Kossori meaning sneaky due to the animal stealing his food for the night. Sprel spent the little free time he had training his body and his mind, occasionally Kossori would help.
She and Sprel would play this game, with Kossori attempting to find Sprel in the jungle, while Sprel attempted to get behind the animal and catch her. It brought Sprel enjoyment seeing his companion so full of joy, even after losing in the game. Starting at the 1 year mark, Sprel began sensing something following him and his pact, Kossori never bothered to feel it which led Sprel to write off the feeling as his own imagination. 2 years had ed and Sprel’s sense that he was being followed had grown stronger, however it was written off constantly.
Sprel was setting up camp and while doing so, was attacked by a bear, sent rolling down a hill falling into unconsciousness for a second. Senshi was awoken by the yelps of the bear that attacked him- being fought off by none other than an Oni. Senshi had taken the Oni as a threat. This was proven wrong as the ogre-like creature warned Senshi to not return to his home, for he would die with the rest of his clan. Taken back by the Oni- Sprel had attempted to ask it a question but it disappeared before he could. Sprel- panicked, began hastily returning home. He was 17 at this point, returning home in just over a year- making him 18 at the time of his return.
Adulthood
Upon Sprel's arrival, he was met with a grimsly fate for the Shirai Ryu. The clan was being massacred by their longtime Rivals, The Lin Kuei. Sprel, who had ignored the oni's warning went to help his fellow Ninja. Kossori remained with him, she and Senshi would proceed to aid Sprel's clan- but it was futile. Sprel found himself cornered by the blue assassins, the village aflame- Senshi knocked on the ground with the assassins making their way, to finish the kill no doubt. Kossori stood to defend him.
However, Sprel lay bleeding out, gave a gentle laugh before he felt himself die. The assassins turned around and left- seeing him as dead. Senshi lay there for no more than seconds before his vision was suddenly returned- gasp escaping his lips. Looking around- there was nothing, just him and his burning home. He would not die. Anger was normal- but rage-.. the rage Sprel had developed within moments from his near death experience had risen with no plans of stopping. He and Kossori left, Sprel limping into the woods, he fell into death once more.
Sprel was awoken this time by the Thunder God Raiden, asking the Thunder God to let him die- Raiden would respond with "if that is what you so want". The conversation continued, Sprel questioning what he meant. Raiden explained that he could save the Ninja's life, but instead of healing the young man's wounds. Sprel was given something much greater. Being granted the newly found blood of a Demi-God. His journey was set for china- he wanted revenge, more than anything. Once he did arrive, he wasted no time in attacking the assassins, ruthlessly murdering each and everyone he could grip.
His revenge was cut short however- as two notable assassins came to stop him. Cyrax and Tundra, the two easily defeated the young man and threw him and Kossori to be taken by the winter. After 2 days of walking, Kossori collapsed and died of the cold. Sprel was thrown into a spiral of depression as he buried his best friend. He sat there for hours- letting the winter bite at his skin before drawing a blade- anger and sadness washed over the young man as he placed the kunai to his neck fully prepared to take his own life only, every time he was hit by his father, his memories of Xiàngdǎo who had ed by now, the death of Tomodachi, the death of his entire clan and his true family.
Sprel was only stopped by the grunts of the Oni, who sat beside him and began telling a story of an ancient Japanese warrior, a former samurai turned traitor due to a lie. A ninja that trained the first leader of the Shirai Ryu, then an old man who took in a young boy who was stealing from him- Senshi quickly realized the Oni was none other than Xiàngdǎo.
They talked for a while- before Xiàn stood. Reaching into the bag by his side and pulling a mask from within. Handing it to Senshi, explaining that it had magical capabilities, and that now thanks to the gods, so did he. Xiàngdǎo walked off, disappearing into the snowy storm. Within the years, Sprel had became known as the Oni, using his magical gifts to help those who couldn't help themselves as well as meeting friends he would call family. Sprel’s story however, is not yet over. For the tale continues to unravel.
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Name & aliases — Shitsubō Shio (Former) Sprel Senshi (Current) Oni (Current)
Height — 6"
Hair & Eye color — Dark Brown Hair, Blue eyes
Body Art — Tattoos covering his left side, starting from the center of his chest with a large black and gold oni face and moving to his arm, from his shoulder down to just about his elbow are fiery red feathers representing his first pet who died. From there, fiery red fox tails leading down to his forearm, from there- moving vertically across his skin, is a snake from the beginning of his forearms to his wrist
Overall personality — Sprel is a calm person most of the time, he is easy to anger however is rather good at hiding his anger, becoming harsh towards everyone if in a irritated mood. He is most of the time respectful, kind, logical and rather flirty.
Good & Bad traits — Sprel is a flirt, however certainly makes up for it with his caring nature and willingness to protect those who can't do it themselves. He has no problem taking a life, however will attempt to avoid it at all cost. Sprel is selfless, smart, Quick on his feet.
Habits — Sprel has the habit of biting his nails and standing with his hands behind his back
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Powers — Partial Invisibility |Sprel is able to easily blend into dark corners and shadows, however is not completely invisible- giving off a black fire like visual that any intelligent person could easily spot
Illusion Casting |Sprel is able to create realistic copies of himself, however they are not physical and cannot be damaged or attack
Zoolingualism |This is the ability to communicate and understand the emotions of Animals
Sonokinesis |This is the ability to manipulate sound, Sprel is only able to use this to create auditory illusions however
Abilities — Agility, Intelligence, Martial Arts (Teakwon-Do, Judo, Karate, Jiu-jitsu, Haipkedo, Capoeria, Krav Maga, Kung Fu, Muay Thai, Coreeda, Jeet Kune Do, Shuri-Ryu, Bajiquan, Nunchaku Jutsu, Bojutsu) Stealth
paraphernalia – Oni Mask| The Oni mask gives Sprel the ability to see a person's greatest fears and their souls, gaining an insight on who they are as an individual — Cat Claws| Sprel's weapons of choice, 5 bladed finger like rings that are used as claws on either hand.
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Appearance — Sprel is well built, standing at 6" with dark brown hair and blue eyes. Sprel's mask is a black and gold oni mask with elongated horns, his undersuit consist of a hood, the Oni mask with a secondary extremely thin mask beneath it, the neck would covered by the fabric of the undersuit which is jet black- his entire right arm is covered with the glove covering his hands but his left arm is completely exposed revealing the tattoos with the gloves covering his hands. From the shoulders down to the arms would be a darker shade orange. There is a simple leather belt around with waist with Japanese engravings just above spelling Oni. His pants would be just the same fabric with the same orange accent down the outer thigh, combat boots without the actual boot texture on the bottom, their lighter and quite. On the covered wrist are small, thin but sharp throwing weapons.
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