Here is my pencil drawing for Asia Man's profile. This was on A4. I plan to scan this image (done) and then print at A3 size, and then ink and colour it. Using Photoshop I will experiment with colours. After that i will decide how to colour it, perhaps staying with Photoshop.
Here is all the writing for the Story Profiles. The Sword of The Shrine is not finished yet, but is very close. Every main character will have a picture to go with their profile, and for the secondary characters if I have the time.
Asia Man
Asia Man is a nameless wanderer from 16th century
Japan; however this was not where he was born. He does not know this fact.
They say Asia Man threw away his name, saying that he must
earn it back.
He is a master of martial arts, and with his giant sword,
which he mostly uses as a staff with its scabbard always on. Asia Man sometimes
talks to his sword, asking for guidance calling it Master. This creeps his
party members out. Asia Man rarely unsheathes his blade, and defeats most
enemies using the blunt sheath. He says he will only draw his blade to those
select few who deserve the justice of death, and to fill this requirement takes
quite a lot, because he believes everyone can change for the better. However
later on in the story Asia Man is swept by his rage and kills those who he
would later regret, even though to most they were evil: He still saw hope in
them.
He is a quiet man, often speaking through his actions. He
only speaks when something must be said, and even then he finds it difficult.
Asia Man is also shy, and scared of his strength, due to hurting someone in his
childhood. He is prone to overthinking, coming up with worst case scenarios,
and being unable to forgive himself. He holds himself to a high standard, and
anything that lowers him results in intense self-hate, and guilt, which stems
from his past in which he believes, is the reason for all of his people’s
problems. However due to his beliefs this does not stop him from moving forward,
as this allows him to redeem himself.
Many of Asia Man’s beliefs stem from his faith- which is
based heavily on Shinto, and Buddhism. Asia Man loves nature. Ever since he was
a child he was infatuated by it, but most of all trees. Asia Man only takes what
he needs, and will give to those who need it more. When Asia Man found a tree
in the desert, flung from a different world, still upon green grass and
blossoming, he gave it his water, knowing the tree would not last long in its
new environment.
Asia Man is searching for his home- The Monastery, where he
hopes to find his family.
HATE--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------FORGIVENESS
Evil Asia Man
Evil Asia Man comes from an alternate dimension in which
Asia man turned out to be the bad brother. Evil Asia man shares our Asia Man’s
lack of communication, however they are drastically different. Evil Asia Man
seems to have a hate for everyone and everything, even going to far as to
purposefully squish any insects he comes by, and goes out of his way to cause
trouble. Evil Asia Man fights like a bloodthirsty animal, seen roaring and
growling as well as biting. However don’t let that fool you, his skill with the
blade is just as good as Asia man, if not better. Unlike Asia Man, mercy does
not hold him back. Also unlike Asia Man, Evil Asia Man hardly has a moment
where his sword is not out of its sheath, and seems to not care who he kills.
His motives are unknown, but only one thing is certain-it can’t be good.
Henchmen and Bandits
The world is a dangerous place, and now more than ever.
During difficult times there will always be someone willing to exploit the
situation for themselves.
In this unique world different groups of criminals either
fight against each other or group up and learn from each other, pooling their
resources together to create an even more formidable force. In this world there
are bandits who now wield both a katana and a six-shooter, or even more
dangerous mixes, with even more exotic weaponry. The equipment they use is
either stolen, or is handmade, which normally ends up with the end product of a
weapon that is both useless and unconventional, however a few genius designs
seep through. To make matters worse many robots from the 22nd century
have turned to life of crime, often driven with a hate for humanity due to their history as a slave race. Not only are they bulletproof, they often come
with advanced technology, which may lead some cultures to giving such people
divine status and the permission to exploit the people, due to their holy
standing.
Masked Wanderer
The masked wanderer is a wanderer, with a mask! They follow
Asia Man, and seem to have some connection to his past, however what this
connection is, they will not say. The masked wanderer is cool, calm and
intelligent, preferring to analyse an opponent, and then proceed to exploit
their weaknesses. If they are good or bad is unclear, as they have been found
working for an evil lord as a mercenary, but also saving townspeople from an
attack, and at one point doing a Robin Hood, stealing food and water from the
wealthy and giving it to the poor.
They seem to lack a moral compass, and some believe there is
not one masked wanderer but many.
Uses an assortment of weaponry, but prefers weapons that
need finesse and dexterity, rather than brute force.
Their body is covered head to toe with a long cloth, and so
even their gender is unknown, as well their voice, which has rumoured to be
unnatural, further adding to the mystery.
The Masked Wanderer possesses god given skill in combat,
defeating Asia Man many times.
Sammy
Sammy is a 9 year old girl in the Wild West. She has
wandered and there seems to be nowhere she truly fits. Asia Man and she cross
paths and she follows him, wishing to be his student, thinking his sword skills
are really cool. Asia Man trains her, and teaches her about everything he
knows.
Sammy is easily swept by her emotions, which puts her into
many dangerous situations. She follows her heart to a T. This results in
behaviour others deem “not good”, and sure they are right. Stealing food others
need just because you are the one who is hungry is not exactly nice. She lacks
a role model until Asia Man comes along. She is light-hearted and naïve, trying
to find the best in people and situations, and when everyone else has given up,
she keeps on trying.
Loud and childish Sammy always wants to be the centre of
attention, longing for people to care about her. This need to be cared about
starts a rivalry between her and Shooter, who both want Asia Man’s attention.
Sammy often jumps from a multitude of emotions in mere seconds shown in her
fighting style which is mad and messy, with wide swings and unconventional manoeuvres
that seemed good at the time, but ultimately leaves her in more danger than
before. She dances on the line between recklessness and genius, and hopes that
she lands on genius. She just does something, and hopes it works.
She is reckless, often doing something and thinking about it
later. She wants people to stop treating her like a kid, and is always trying
to prove herself to her friends.
At first Sammy is immature and can’t stand on her own two
feet, and has no idea where she belongs or who she wants to be. By the end she
turns into someone who is mature, who can stand her ground and knows her place
in life.
IMMATURE----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------MATURE
Shooter
Shooter is a robot from the futuristic megacity of Wells of
the 22nd Century. Robots at this time are moving on from their past
as a slave race, after an incident in which any robots applicable were given
consciousness by an unknown entity. Shooter is one of these robots. Shooter
used to be a cleaner in one of the many apartment complex towers that stand
tall above the old city. During his cleaning time he caught a look across
through the large windows hoping to see a film being played. His favourites
were the westerns. After the Milkshake happened, Shooter found himself in the
land of his dreams: The Wild West. He renamed himself “Shooter”, and began his
adventure.
Shooter wants to be a hero. This is because he wants to be
liked and respected. Back during his life in Wells, he was neither of these
things- even amongst his robotic kin. Watching numerous films and interviews he
thought that if he became famous- like a hero, people would automatically like
him and gives him the time of day. This never comes to pass as later on this
dream will bite him in the ass, where his fame actually creates more barriers
between him and his fans, and he begins to live a lie trying to hide his true
nature from his idealistic fans.
One day Shooter hears about this Asia Man, who seems to
mysteriously go from town to town, solving their problems and leaving, without
a trace. Nameless, mysterious and illusive, he captures the hearts and minds of
many. Shooter is not pleased. Not only is there another hero on his turf, he is
leaving no bad guys for shooter! Shooter hoping to leech of his fame wants to
duel Asia Man, and win, showing everyone that he is stronger, and so is the
better hero. However Shooter decides to follow Asia Man swept by his mercy.
Shooter represents some the insecurities of the mind. He
wants to be liked and adored, and wishes he was some hero from a western, not
some British cleaner-bot. Shooter is not very good at being a hero: he is
cowardly, clumsy and uncoordinated, but comes up with ide3as that may just be
crazy enough to work. Often Shooter tries doing something in his weird way,
ends up failing that plan, and his mistakes end up saving the day, such as a
rogue bullet that misses an enemy, and ends up hitting something that destroys
not only the enemy that Shooter missed, but their entire posse too.
Shooter wears a hat full of holes. He is often teased by
children who say it looks like cheese and he must smell like cheese. Shooter
uses this to his advantage calling them his trophies or memoire of his enemies,
who each are a single hole in his hat. In actuality Shooter is really
embarrassed by his hat, because it shows how many times his hat has been shot
off by his numerous enemies, and marks each defeat.
At first Shooter is selfish. Thinking only about himself,
and only being a hero to get a reward. However as he progresses through the
series he takes notes from Asia Man, and becomes selfless, doing good because
it is the right thing to do. This new approach makes Shooter feel much better
about himself.
SELFISH---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------SELFLESS
Sol
Sol is the reason for all of Asia Man’s problems. He is Asia
Man’s brother; however Asia Man does not know this (yet).
He is envious, and hateful. He wishes he was just like his
brother, often holding his brother to a godlike status, of which he himself
could never reach.
He does not want to kill his brother- he prefers to torture
him mentally, which is why Sol made the world the way it is in the first place,
however he did not think Asia Man could have found any companions, and in the
end these companions are what diffuse his evil plan. He likes to see Asia man
under stress, often calling it payback.
Sol has an army of demons which from time to time mess with
the Milkshake. Sol wants his brother to feel as he felt back in their youth,
breaking him down, and eviscerating all of his hopes and dreams.
Insecure and has a superiority complex.
Sol is the smaller brother in the tale of the two brothers.
The 3 Dragons
The Three dragons are an elite assassin group from China in
the past. They can kill anyone and anything, for the right price, or if they
are interesting enough. Although all three are different they all share this
one trait- their insane prowess in battle of their respective style, a mask
which hides their face and their armour: On their backs is a dragon,
representing themselves, and on each shoulder are two other dragons, which
represent their brothers. They stalk Asia Man, but each for their own reason.
One wishes to test himself in battle, growing bored of the usual opposition.
One wants the uncountable riches placed on his head by Asia man’s countless
enemies. And one wishes to kill him, just so his brothers cannot, and then he
can shove his victory in their faces and laugh at them.
The Brute
The Largest of the 3 Dragons, and the greediest. The brute
can eat whole villages out of stock, and has on many occasions. Uses the crudest
of weaponry, preferring the power of its own body over the quality of his
weapons. It mostly uses a massive club covered in golden spikes. However inside
the club hides a great axe, only able to be used when the brute faces an enemy
strong enough to break its club. The Brute’s favourite weapon however is its own
two hands, which have been rumoured to snap through bones just by clenching
their fists around any of an unlucky victims limbs. The Brute is not
intelligent, and has poor special awareness, and lacks speed, as well as
balance.
The Lord
The Lord says the most peaceful place in the world is on the
battlefield, because this is the only place where one’s body and mind truly
work as one. The Lord believes in a fair fight, and rides of the trill of
competition. The lord uses a long thin sword in which they can easily lop of
limbs from a distance: However the Lord finds this boring and prefers to fight
up close and personal, often mixing punches and kicks with swipes of his blade,
to create a flurry of attacks. The Lord’s weakness is also their strength. They
enjoy walking the thin line between life and death, often throwing themselves
into harm’s way just to keep things interesting, which makes the Lord
formidable as they are unorthodox and unpredictable. However this makes the
Lord open to an opponent clever enough to catch the lord off guard, however
with an enemy so unpredictable, it is almost impossible to read their moves.
The Pervert
The smallest of the 3 Dragons, but by no means the weakest.
The Pervert is a truly disgusting individual, revelling in others pain and
misfortune. Using dirty tactics and weapons designed to inflict the most pain
rather than any practical use, The Pervert keeps their enemy alive as long as
possible. They enjoy toying with their prey mentally and physically, often
using a smoke bomb that lingers while The Pervert drills into the enemy by
asking questions finding what makes the opponent tick. They find no greater
pleasure then making an enemy give up fighting, and making them beg for death.
The pervert uses a wide array of weaponry including shurikens, needles dipped
in paralyzing poisons, and biting. The most common weapon is 2 Sickles, which
are connected at their hilts to each other by chain. They say the pervert is
addicted to the flavour of blood, and brings with them everywhere a limb of a
fallen foe or captured animal to bite into and suckle from when they get bored
during missions.
The Milkshake
The milkshake is where the story takes place. But why call
it the milkshake? Let me explain.
When Asia Man’s brother, Sol, broke free from his prison, he
unleashed his power upon the world; But not just their world, but every other
time of their world, and every different timeline of their world. Pulling a
thousand spate possibilities together into a single world, a mess all mixed up
into one world- The Milkshake.
The Milkshake is the combination of the world at every
different time, every different place, and every different dimension at the
same time. Walk through 16th century Japan, and find some of the 22nd
century megacity skyscrapers thrown into the earth like javelins, or find a
small fishing town in Ancient China thrown into the centre of the desert in 18th
Century America. This world has limitless possibilities.
The world is dysfunctional. Different cultures clash, often
violently, and the weak are preyed upon by the strong. Geology meshes messily,
with sandstorms spiralling through rainforests, and snow falls for the first in
the African Savana. Everywhere is where
it should not be. Supplies like food and water are precious due to many towns
and cities being cut off from their old sources. It is rare to find different
people working together and coexisting, and mistrust is at an all-time high. However
in places, such communities do exist, although most likely not completely
peacefully.
Different Timelines have also been thrown into the mix.
Sometimes only simple things are different, but other times the world has taken
a completely different course. Perhaps an evil counterpart to our hero Asia Man
exists, or perhaps a world where Hitler won the 2nd world war?
Who knows where our heroes could find themselves? The
possibilities are endless!
The Sword of the Shrine
The Master had told this story to the two brother’s many
times. It was the story on which the monastery was built after all: the story
of the spirit that protects the monastery.
It starts at the birth of a child, at the time before the
world was whole. In the forest that surrounds the great mountain, A human / was
born- a / that would grow to be a hero. / mother died bringing them into this
world. Alone in the dark the baby cried, spirits came to the baby. They did not
trust humans- they were too young, unenlightened, blind, and stupid. They
perhaps could change, if they had the time to mature. The spirits discussed
with each other over what to do with the baby. Some said to take it and leave
it with its own kin; some said to kill it- it would never grow to live with
nature- it would destroy it like the others. The discussion devolved into
arguing. As the argument reached its peak a voice cut through the rabble. The
great dragon of the forest spoke from the clouds. The dragon said that the
spirits will look after the child and raise it to be good- and it can teach the
rest of man the right way. The child was raised by the spirits of the wild. The
child grew to be wise and strong and protected the forest with the spirits, and
lived with them. It seems that man can learn and see- and live with the world.
There was peace in the forest. Man grew large and vast, and spread, and with
them spread their conquest of fire- led by 7 great generals: 7 demons who
commanded all of man like cattle, and these 7 generals had a master, who led
them-The great evil. Together the generals and the great evil corrupted all
they could find. They burned the forests and killed the creatures. They wounded
the earth and harvested until the blood ran dry. Any spirits that met the
conquest of man were driven mad devolved into beasts- tainted and corrupted,
they turned on their own. They became the animals of the wild we know today-
but pay them respect- they may be animals, but they once were spirits. And then
they came to the forest.
The spirits tried to protect the forest, but were driven mad
and killed each other. The hero tried to free them from their rage, but to no
avail, and had to fight as they attempted to eat the hero. Their hate for man
was too much, and destroyed them from within. It made them blind. The last to
go was the great dragon. The dragon called for the hero, and told the hero that
there will be a time when even it would be long gone. That there will be a time
where man will own the earth and they must leave themselves forward. Only you
can help them see the way. The dragon then gave the hero a gift. The dragon
pulled from its chest, it’s still beating heart. And with the other hand called
upon the clouds and the storms. Lightning strikes the heart, and creates a
metal. The dragon races to the fires of the earth, and heats the metal. And
with its claws cuts a blade into shape. The dragon pulls the sword from the
fires and brings it to the sea to cool. It takes energy from the fish and all
that drink the water, including the trees and all the creatures. Putting their
power together the sword was made. The dragon gives the blade to the hero, and
then the dragon dies, its own energy flows into the blade. The sword was long
like the horizon, strong like the earth, could sense sin like a foul smell like
a wolf, could grow like the trees and its blade was a mirror which shows the
truth like water. The blade cuts through all, even the air. The hero vows to
avenge everything lost.
In a vengeful rage with the sword the hero meets each of the
7 generals, and challenges them to battle. If they lose, they would release all
man from their control. The 7 generals agree, but the hero using the blade saw
they were lying. The only way to free man was to kill the demons. The 7
generals charge together, but the blade was as long as the horizon, and with
one movement, blocked each of their strikes. The hero strikes and cuts of one
of the general’s heads. Scared the Six remaining Generals hide as mountains,
plants, fruit, and animals. But the hero was not fooled and using the mirror
saw the truth and cut them down. The hero cut through a mountain to reveal a
demon, and cut the demons legs which made the demon fall under the weight of
the mountain, before being finished with a stab cracking through the demons
head. And then the hero cut through a peach tree to reveal another which was
then had each limb cut like branches. But then the hero came across a problem.
One of the demons had disguised itself as a single blade of grass. The hero
uses the mirror on each blade of grass but is unable to keep count. Unable to
find the demon with the sword, the hero cuts through the air above the grass.
The demon cannot hold its breath and is spotted gasping for air and quickly
killed. 4 Generals remain. The hero searches but cannot find the others. The 4
generals leap from the sky disguised as clouds. The hero never thought to look
up. The 4 demons try to steal the sword and break it. Surprised, the hero loses
grip of the sword. The demons revel and rejoice thinking they have won, and
decided to break the blade to anger the hero and begin trying to break the
blade by jumping on it. But they cannot, it is too strong. The hero grasps the
sword and flings the 4 generals into the air.
The generals flee in the sky, and they turn around trying to
find the hero. But the hero hides under the clouds. The hero pounces on the
unsuspecting generals and kills one. The generals run. One general sweeps his
comrade’s legs to escape the hero, who cuts through the tumbling general who
was unable to protect itself. The hero unable to stop, flies into the wound and
gets lost inside the demon. But the hero finds the walls of the demon’s fleshy
prison and breaks free. The hero spots one of the demons who has transformed
into a falcon to fly too fast for the hero to hit. The hero cannot strike the
demon, and makes the blade grow like the trees and swings in a circle, hitting
the demon, and cutting through all the clouds. The hero drops to the earth to
find the final demon general.
The sword is caked in
blood and can no longer be used as a mirror. The hero races to the sea to clean
the sword but is stopped by a friendly monkey spirit who was part of the hero’s
family. The hero is happy that one of the spirits survived. The monkey spirit
says to give it the sword and then they can bring everyone back, and if you put
it in the sea to clean it, it will go dull. The hero is unsure what to do. His
family would never lie to him. So the hero says “oya ni ninu ko wa oni no ko, (which
means literally "a child that does not resemble its parents is the child
of an oni(demon)" however depending on the context this does not always
mean physically. It can mean by their choice of actions.)” The monkey spirit
nods in understanding but seems unsure of where the hero is going with this.
“Perhaps that can work the other way around. You have helped raise me. Tell me
what you did when you found me as baby”
The monkey says something the monkey would never do. This
shows
Defeated, / enemy rested on their knees, and shouted at the
hero to end it quickly. One great strike, the blade cut through, and cut the
tip of the mountain and deep into the earth too. The head fell and rolled into
the dark, swallowed by the mountain and the belly of the earth.
The hero vowed to chase him, no matter how many times. And
so he stabbed and cut- a perfect cut at his gut-a perfect Hari Kiri and not a
peep escaped his lips. Eyes focused on the rising sun, his head dipped, and
finally his shoulders slumped, and the hero fell into a respectful bow, hand
clasped tight around the great blades hilt. He left his body and his world, and
left for the Sanzu River-for the next world. He met his enemy in each new
world, defeated him, and then like before, killed himself, and left that world,
to find his enemy and fight him in the next. Again and again a thousand times.
To fight until the end of time.
His body rotted away, but the sword remains. Around the
sword the monastery was built, and the sword remains till this day.
The Two Brothers
One day two babies are found, left at the base of an ancient
monastery in Japan, wrapped in a single cloth (Or so Asia Man is told). The
Master of the monastery brings the children in and raises them as his own. One
grew to be small, but cunning, quick with his hands and his mind, and able to
speak with a silver tongue. The other grew to be tall, large, and plump, with
strength far beyond any other man at the monastery, and with a will even
stronger; However he found it difficult to speak, and became prone to
overthinking- often resulting in no action taken and procrastination- and now
prefers to work more on what his heart says.
When the two boys grew up as children they were allies,
using their strengths to cover the other ones’ weaknesses. They trained
together as rivals, pushing each other to limits far beyond they believed
possible. Together they were a perfect team, and overcame many obstacles.
However as they grew older they drifted further and further apart, as well as
battling to be the favourite son to the master, and of the love of the same
woman, Hana. As they aged they became envious of each other’s strengths. The
smaller brother wanted to be big and strong, but remained short and slender no
matter the diet or training. The larger wished he was as witty and talented as
his smaller brother, but remained slow, shy and reserved, and instead he dedicated
himself to training with the master. He became even stronger, his body and
willpower refined, completely dedicated to his Karate and service to the
Monastery. However he had more to learn.
Hana, the one who two bothers loved, was not wooed by the smaller
brother’s fine words, or Witt, but fell for the larger brother’s heart. The
smaller brother saw this and hated his brother- not only was he so much better,
he also was closer to their Master, and had taken his only love. The smaller
brother became more distanced from the rest of the people living in the
monastery. The larger brother worried tries to consult his smaller, but is
pushed away, which drove the smaller to becoming a recluse. The smaller vowed
he would surpass his brother. Alone the smaller brother sought for help outside
the monastery walls and was found by a demon who had been watching him. The
demon struck a deal. In exchange for his body, the demon would give him power
to surpass his brother. The smaller brother agreed, and left for the wilds
outside the walls. He would not return for many years. The smaller waited for
his beloved brother to return.
During this time the larger brother helped the now older
master train the youth to fight, and looked after the monastery. As the years
crept by, his duties piled up until almost every one of the master’s duties was
his- apart from one- the secret ritual each day in the room of the sword, which
nobody but the master and masters of old have ever witnessed. The master grew
weaker, and worried the larger brother suggested he take the mantle of master-
however the master believed he was not ready- and it was a half-truth. The
larger brother was skilled, kind and worthy to be master, but he believed he
could not withstand the spiritual side of being master, and protecting the
monastery. The ancient dark power outside the protection of the monastery was
growing- taking more from the master each day. He could not bring himself to
let his only remaining son suffer the fate of the ritual. He decided he would
only let the larger brother join the ritual when he had no more strength to
defend against the dark evil power. This upset the larger brother; He may not
be strong enough, but seeing the master growing so weak worried him. He was
willing to sacrifice himself, if it helped the master get better again. He
missed his brother- and would have been alone if not for Hana. Their love
blossomed.
Time passes and life was peaceful inside the monastery,
however outside the dark evil grew- and the master had become frail and grey-
the weakest he had ever been, and the dark evil had never been stronger. The
smaller brother returned. Clothed in dark rags, and carried a dark sword once
lost long ago in the mountains. The monastery began to rejoice and many ran to
meet the long lost brother, everyone was very happy, and they held a
celebration until the sun would rise the next day. However the brother seemed
different, his eyes no longer held the sparkle they once did, but were matte
and dark. The master sensed something was off about his newly returned son, but
believed it was no more than the smaller brother’s own burdens he had returned
with. Years away do that to a person. The celebrations continued as normal,
until night came. The larger brother exhausted went to rest. However he did not
know his smaller brother had been following him. While the larger brother
slept, his smaller brother drew a blade and planned to kill the larger in his
sleep. The sun began to rise, but was barely visible from the dark inks of the
night. The master sensed something was off and decided to check on the smaller
brother. Finding him about to kill the larger, he charges and saves the larger,
using the great sword of the shrine. A battle ensues and their blades clash.
The spirit of the monastery aids the master, and together they locked away the
demon and the smaller brother in the fiery prison of the sun. The larger
brother could not believe what his brother planned to do, and what had
happened. He was distraught. There was no way he could live without his
brother. The master and the spirit decide the only way to heal the larger
brothers’ broken heart was to erase memory of his brother. All memory of his
brother existing was wiped clean, but a faceless tormentor still stalks his
memories- however the master and the spirit did not know.
Life was peaceful. The larger brother had married Hana, and
a child was on the way. However the master’s condition worsened. Soon he would be
too weak to keep the evil brother in his prison- but he still could not imagine
bringing his son to sacrifice his life to keep the darkness locked away. He did
not wish for him to suffer the same fate as he. The larger brother grew enraged
at himself for not being strong enough to take the master’s ritual. He lost
hope: perhaps he was never going to be worthy- perhaps he never was. Perhaps
his destiny lay elsewhere.
In his fiery prison inside the sun, the brother had
transformed into something terrible. Killing the demon in his mind, he stole
its power. Horns grew from his forehead, housing a dark shifting ball of evil,
and from his back he grew a thousand arms, like black hellish wings. His new
form was more powerful than ever before. Bloodthirsty, in a rage, and waiting
to strike, he watched the monastery. From up there in the sun he saw the whole
world and grew to hate it, but most of all he hated his brother. He would have
his revenge- and would destroy his brother’s heart and let him wonder alone
like he had done- to make him feel as he felt. One day this came to pass.
The evil brother broke free from his prison and came to the monastery.
He cut down all in his way with a blade of black fire. The larger brother tried
to help everyone he could escape, but all exits had been blocked with dark
magic. The master was holding off the evil brother. But the evil brother
defeats the master, planting his fiery blade into the master’s chest-but does
not kill him- he lets him suffer in front of the larger brother- his brother’s
horrified expression pleases the evil brother. The larger brother takes up his
master’s sword, and prepares to fight. The evil brother does not take up his
blade, but instead flies up to the sky. With one hand he plucks up his brother
and with the other he raised his hand ready to concoct his evil. He twisted the
world in his image using a hundred arms that grew from his back. Looking down
the world was a mess, like mixed paints. Swirls and colours were all the eye
could see. A vortex of everything the eye could behold, but not understand. And
then the evil brother dropped the larger brother into it all and laughed. He
would destroy his brother, from the inside. He could not wait.
Some of these profiles may have pictures to go along with them. I may write more profiles for new characters and locations if I can manage
There is a reason behind the swords bold and clashing colour set. The sword for one, is not his. it tells a bit about the swords true owner. Another reason is to show the sword is exotic and old, shown by the wood, bright colours and gold rings. The reason for this colour is to make the sword and asia man, two different entities. They are not one in the same. the sword reflects a more aggresive personaility, like Asia man in battle, while asia man's current demenor out of combat is calm, and peaceful looking into the distance.
