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Nabil | Fire God Slayer [Re-Vamped]

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Nabil | Fire God Slayer [Re-Vamped]

Post by Nabil on Fri Dec 14, 2012 2:48 am

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Character Theme: Loneliness
Battle Theme: Kousen
Quote: " Dark flames destroyed my past. But it also shaped my future. Now allow them to bring about your end. " -Nabil to his enemy

Name: Nabil (NAE-BEL) (Last Name Unknown)
Alias: Devil Child - Nab - God Killer - Flame Bringer
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Birthdate: 17/06
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Special Characteristics
Hell's Pit ~ Nabil can survive any temperature, from the freezing arctic to the burning sun. His body thrives in situations where others would either freeze or burn alive. This is due to the immense heat he has to endure in the pit of his stomach.

Power is Survival ~ Nabil is a well spoke young lad. His voice carries a regal tone that leaves other to believe he could be of royalty; or it would if not for his arrogant attitude. As a mage, Nabil believes in nothing more than power. He feels that power is the key to thriving in this world and that if you don't have power than you don't belong on the battle field. This belief is most likely the main reason he joined Sabertooth, their beliefs coincides with his own and its because this that he feels like he belongs.

Power does not cover Age ~ While he is considered to be strong and a prodigy, the boy is still immature and naive. He finds himself acting arrogant towards others whether he deems them stronger than him or not. He refuses to be bossed around, only listening to the head master. His arrogance is a driving force for his recklessness and rash decisions. He sometimes has small outburst of tantrums that usually occurs after being pushed pass his irritation levels. But besides that Nabil is honestly the mature one in the guild.

Soft heated Flames ~ Nabil wears this uncaring veil over him when around others but inside he cares for the well being of his guildmates, even the more stronger ones to an extent. He find comfort in the thought of comradeship, though in Sabertooth that idea barely exists. In all actuality his kindness will probably come out wrong and misunderstood. It has before and probably will again.

Strangers who don't know Fire ~ Nabil tends to steer clear of strangers. He doesn't respond to them well and often has the most problems with those he has just met. Especially the ones that act all chummy chummy straight from the get go, things could and would quickly heat up if they irritate him to much.

When fire burns Black ~ When in a fight and it excels the normal levels of intensity, Nabil tends to become a little sadistic. He revels in the pain of his enemy and cackles loudly as he mercilessly attacks them. Even his own guild mates are not safe when he enters this psychopathic mindset. He starts to care less for his own well being and acts on the pure instinct of combat.

  • Fire ~ Its apart of who he is and in a way its what has made him into the mage he is today. His fire is loyal and would never betray him and is a constant source of comfort to him. He like fire so much that hates seeing it go to waste. So he eats it.

  • Sabertooth ~ Like any other member of a guild; Nabil enjoys watching his guild strive and reach the highest peaks of strength. He revels in their activities and doesn't see anything they do in the wrong. His loyalty will lead him astray one day, cause he thoroughly believes that Sabertooth can do no wrong.

  • Worthy Opponents ~ Nabil finds it hard to find an opponent that can test his magic and push it beyond its limits. So when he do find a opponent he's usually in a good mood and displays this by smirking or trash talking.

  • Amateratsu ~ Nabil more than likes Amateratsu, he utterly and without second thought in love with her. To him, Amateratsu is the mother that he should have been birth too. Speaking with him through her emotions the two have grown closer than many could ever have in the past four years. When around her, he lets his guard down and opens himself to her, showing emotions that have never been seen by his guildmates.

  • Dragon Slayers ~ For a long time Nabil had been hearing of Dragon Slayers and honestly he believes their titles to be exaggerated. Their powers are no match for a God Slayer, and the proof of that is in the names. As far as he's concern Dragon Slayers are myths, he's never seen a dragon before, but he knows their not stronger than Gods, so he's sure he could Slay them just as well.

  • Grim Reapers ~ Their dark cloaks and scythes reminds him to much of the man clad in darkness. He tends to shy away from people dressed this way or looking bony in any way. It creeps him out but in no way hinders him from crushing his opponents.

  • Water Mages ~ Nabil dreads going up against water mages. He knows that most of the time his flames will still be strong against it, but just hates being at a disadvantage. He will never back down from one, but that doesn't mean he has to like going up against them.

  • Being Ignored ~ Nabil despises being ignored. It can raised his irritated bar through the roof almost immediately. Most of his guildmates knows not to do this, but occasionally one of them will try it, knowing that it will make him livid. Most of the time he is ready to fight once he is ignored.

Motivations: Nabil's motivation spawns from his want to be the best and to make Sabertooth number 1. He also has a strong desire to show that God Slayers are better than Dragon Slayers. He wants to raise God Slayers to the top and drag the Dragon Slayers through the mud. More than anything else though, Nabil wants himself to be number one. He wants to stand at the summit and take his throne as Fire God over all that inhabits of Earthland.

Fears: Nabil fears being a disappointment, that his magic one day will not measure up. Its bound to happen eventually. His magic for so long as held so many wondrous advantages over others that the day his magic is beaten is sure to arrive. Other than that Nabil doesn't fear much. He thinks of everyone as beatable and will continuously pound them until they are defeated. Though he does have a fear of a man clad in black, sporting blades for arms, and wearing eyes of white. This fear reaches into the pit of his very gut and grasps his only heart.

General Appearance

Height: 5'7"
Weight: 114lbs
Hair: Nabil's hair is messy and long, the only way he can bring any order to its ridiculous length is by tying it up into a single braid. His luscious raven-black hair frames his cheeks with several strands curved towards his face. Barely any lay above his brows but a couple do attempt to lay between them. The beginning of his braid is tied with a thread of white that ends rather quickly into the braid. The braid itself reaches down to his mid-back and opens up loosely at the end.
Eyes: His eyes are a reckless ruby, being very bright in vibrancy. The usual tone they carry is arrogance.
Skin Tone: Light

Nabil has raven locks of long hair and furious beads of red for eyes. He is lean in figure, but muscular at the same time. His arms is etched with years of strict discipline; especially when tensed up. His skin is pale and his torso is flat with strong muscles that leaves little to no room for any kind of fat on him. Nabil has a large, reddened scar that is etched on the majority of his back. It is in the shape of a deep burn mark that spreads out to the boundaries of his shoulders.

Nabil is very touchy about the clothing he wears. He knows that Sabertooth is all about toughness but he can't very well operate in clothes that constricts his movements. On his torso is a long-sleeved dark blue hooded-cardigan. The hood and inner edges is trimmed with gray fur that stops abruptly down the middle and usually reveals his bare torso. The ends of the sleeves lays comfortably on his wrist and on both sides are tied with a white bands on the forearms. Held up by a navy-blue sash knotted at the right side is a long black-waistcoat that stretches slightly pass his knee caps. This is also trimmed with gray along the beginning edges and down the edge of the coat. Under his waistcoat are dark trousers that are tucked neatly in sleek black boots.


Guild: Sabertooth
Tattoo: Left Shoulder
Rank: D


Friends: N/A
Enemies N/A


From Ashes A Mage Is Born ~
Nabil was born in a small village on the outskirts of Waas Forest. It was there inside a small clearing did a small, traditional village flourish. The village held tight to traditions and eventually became faithful to a Goddess known at Amaterasu. They praised her daily and faithfully and banished anyone who spoke badly about her. As a kid, Nabil was taught that through Goddess Amaterasu all things could be solved. His family lived peaceful lives. The housing of the residents were close to one another and not many residents took root in the village. So they were all pretty close to one another and it was this closeness that would eventually bring them to their end.

Nabil was eight years old and for months a dark ominous cloud had been sneaking in from west. Even at night its shape floated closer and closer, its intent was clear but no one wanted to leave. They were sure that Goddess Amaterasu would let no harm befall them. The day had ended and the cloud was so close that its ominous intent threaten to scar the village itself. Nabil could remember the intense fear and dread that it brought to him and the want to go hide under the nearest rock for protection. All the villagers looked to the head priest for help, but he only guided them to the idol Princess Amateratsu. Like everyone else, Nabil prayed as hard as possible for her to sweep this evil from the village, for if another day had passed, he was sure no one would survive what was to come.

That night as he laid asleep in his bed, Nabil was awakened by force - he truly had no idea what, for he would hnever had awaken this late into the night and what HAD awaken him was urgent in its attempt - Nabil ran through the small cot to his parents room and awakened them. They wouldn't wake as easily as he had, so he pushed hard on his father until he fell out the bed. Immediately he woke up and knew something wasn't right. He could feel the intense, dense pressure on the village and knew everyone else had too. The family of three rushed out the cot and onto the dirt floor. It was there that everyone met up, they all looked around, frantic worry in their eyes. The head priest stepped into the middle of their small village and begin preaching about how Amateratsu would not allow any harm to her children. Nabil held his moms hand and looked over at the cloud as it parted and something begin to fall. At that moment Nabil sure wished someone had told that to the being that was descending from the dark mass above them. The sound of a furious wind brewing whistled through the village as a man clad in black with arms for swords landed on the floor. The villagers stared at him, lips quivering. Some gawked, others cried at the man's horrific appearance. He appeared to be the devil himself, wrapped in deaths black embrace and with a face of nothing, no-one knew what they were fighting.

The priest stepped up first and spitting out some words that were suppose to inspire hope. The demon cloaked in black cocked his head at the priest. Everyone took a step back, out of fear, even the priest. For a moment everyone was content with just staring at it, hoping that it would lose interest and leave. That was until suddenly it pierced the air with shriek so vile that birds in the Waas Forest nearby fled. The villagers scattered but that would do no good. With a slash of its dark sword-arm it sent a slicing air in front of it; cleaving all that hadn't ducked or by some luck fell. Nabil's father sent his wife and son to the ground, his hands clutched against their crowns. Nabil shook violently, fear finally gripping his heart as blood soaked into the earth and the wails for the loved ones lost filled the air. Than the wails shouted out as the reaper slowly finished them off aswell. Nabil's father slowly inched them behind their hut, hushing his sobbing wife and holding his shaking son still. The voice of the priest was the last one left. He bargained with the demon, asked for forgiveness and like any other corrupted leader died all the same. Nabil's father stood up, his body hidden by the hut. " Stay down. " he told them, his voice strong and even. His wife reached out for her him but he denied her hand with a shake of his head. " I don't want you to die. You two have to live. " he whispered, tremors in his voice. Nabil gazed up, tears blurring his vision as his father looked down at him. " Nabil, YOU must live. Protect your mother. " After that he ran from around the hut and just as quick his last groan was heard. Than the sound of metal cutting through bone touched the air and caused his mother to shake and weep atop of him.

The wispy sound of the demon's approach was obvious. He was coming and he was going to draw blood. Nabil struggled with his shaky feelings Fear and his father's last words swirled in his mind, urging him in two different directions. His eyes shot open with fury as his father's last words echoed " Nabil, YOU must live. Protect your mother. " A quick breathe left him as he slipped out his mothers embrace and stood in front her fetal position. Tears ran down his cheeks as he looked the monster into the emptiness of his face. " GET OUT OF HERE YOU DEMON !!! " he cried furiously. The monster halted for a moment as if thinking on little Nabil's demand. Than with a ghastly sigh he begin to walk again, bringing his blade to his hooded face. Nabil shook uncontrollably, his arms flailed around with restrained thoughts that failed him. The demon slashed towards the boy aiming to behead him but a swift dive from his mother left him unharmed. Her entrails leaked onto the floor and Nabil's mind went blank with a traumatizing anger. His knees dropped into the dirt and anger suddenly filled his small frame, he wanted to direct it all towards the demon, but their was someone who was to be blamed more. " DAMN YOU AMATERATSU !!!! " his voice broke and blood filled his lung at the violence of his yell. He fell on the thigh of his mother, coughing blood and crying. " Where are you Amateratsu ? W-Where ? " He coughed violently again.

The breathe of the ghastly monster touched his cheeks and Nabil snapped his head up to see its hooded face. This close up he could see the demonic, stabbing, tormented eyes of his killer. It burned itself in his memory like scorching flames before raising his dark blade to strike him down. Nabil flinched inwards and shut his eyes to the world, ready to accept his fate. Instead of the sound the blade entering his flesh, Nabil heard a crackling of deep, rich fire. He opened his eyes and seen on his finger tips, flowing freely yet without heat black flames. He looked over himself and the flames were practically covering him, it flowed off his back and body and surrounded him completely, descending from the sky above. Among the dark column of flames, a brilliant bright light shook the foundation of the entire village and hitting the demon charred him to ash. Moments later a large, yet stunningly beautiful woman came from out a massive, white cloud. Her hands was outstretched towards Nabile and her raven hair flowed freely behind her. She spoke not, but translated images and feelings into his head. His eyes sparked open as he raised to his feet. " A-A-Amateratsu ? " he uttered somberly. She nodded slowly and gripped him in her lovely hands. Closing them on the boy slowly, concealing his tears and through her feelings telling him that everything would be alright. Within the darkness of her palms her sobbing were heard and than great flames tearing through the land dulled his land.

She opened her hands, allowing Nabil to stand and to see the scorched earth that was once his village. Her feelings touched him again and he looked over his shoulder at her perfect face. " T-This is end of my village and family huh ? " Nabil asked again, tears still in his eyes. She nodded again, her lips parting as her sleeve rolled out to him and wiped his tears. Through her, Nabil knew that he could never return here, the demon he had face was a product of pure evil, the seed of a mage so terribly evil that he had lived for centuries on centuries. The demon's face was still burned into his mind, its image haunting him and plaguing him. Amateratsu brought him close to her shoulder, and after a view small mistake he climbed atop of it. She turned back towards the clouds. raising into them and leaving the land. Nabil looked back, noticing the black flames still burning. " Mom... Dad... " he whispered, gazing at the two bundles of ash.

The two rose into the clouds and off towards a secluded mountain where several years of training and educational studies went on. Four years later, Nabil was a changed boy, in fact he was no longer a boy, he was teen and a strong teen at that. It was time for him to move on and spread the name of Nabil, The God Slayer.

Sabertooth, Only The Strong Permitted. ~

Months had passed since he left what Amateratsu had called Ama-no-Iwato. A place well hidden and not accessible by anyone, only with Amateratsu's blessing could you enter; at least that was what she had told him. Afterwards, Nabil gathered information on the guilds that he would have a choice of joining and honestly only one stuck out to him " Sabertooth. " He had no other options in his head. It took days of traveling to reach the guild and it was there that he had the most trouble. He was challenged three times by its guild members, than personally tested by the GM. Though he had confidence in his magic, not even that could help him surpass such a mountain. The man tossed him aside to the ground and mocked him saying " Eh. He'll do. " Nabil raised himself up, looking at the back of the Master. He had never humiliated in such a way before, and made promise for it to never happen again.

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