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GDOCS (TBA)

it's this mf again he's everywhere
IGNATE         ▶「 G E N E R A L 」                       name [IGNATE] race [anima/虬龙]
age [27 (reborn 25)] height [ 6'3"・191cm]
                    gender [male]                              theme [tba]

                      class [student]
house [regulus]

magic [BLACK FIRE]
                      A fire that is attached to his rage. The more anger he feels, the higher and stronger it grows, his physical strength rising alongside. Purely destructive magical flames, it can destroy and break down items not conventionally thought flammable as well. While it spreads and catches easily onto anything in reach, it can only harm what he feels anger towards. Though it might encase the grass and trees, they would not burn. If it catches your hand while his anger is directed elsewhere, it’s a tickling warmth at most.
▶ If he is angry towards himself, it will burn him
▶ It spreads easily, but calms down as he does, putting itself out (the only way for it to be put out)
▶ It doesn’t damage anything he doesn’t have his anger directed towards
▶ So yes if he isn’t angry at you it’s utterly useless HAHA.
▶ Can feel anger directed towards and so burn a place/thing.
▶ It will not actually kill anyone directly but only as an effect from the severe burns and damage!

▶「 P E R S O N A L 」   personality [ kind・passionate・honorable・emotional・strong-willed・stoic/silent・simple-minded・blunt]
                      He has a strong sense of justice, and a moral compass that cares for others. This compassion of his leads him into a righteous fury. Ignate abides by the rules, and will only break them if they go against what he believes in, but he does so without fear.

                      Though quite fiery within, it’s all laid under an impassive face. Silent, not one to fill empty space with words if there isn’t anything for him to comment on. He’s honestly quite horrible at small casual talk because of this. It isn’t for a lack of emotions though, but, he is definitely more of the type to express through actions than words, quick statements if the latter.

                      Does not react much to funny business (and, negatively if it’s not very well meaning). Might get confused with the way he takes things quite literally often times. Though quite a strong figure, he can be pretty gullible towards those he trusts regarding areas he has no expertise in. (Don’t be mean to the boomer)

                      history
[ He was born and raised deep in the ??? -- ??? it was not a question to use his strength for it. ]
                      In the raging war of the past, he was a great warrior. Hard and grueling years of aiding the battle field, he fought when it was at its most desperate, the point in time where the Anima were being beaten back so harshly, their mere existence wasn’t a guarantee. And then -- the Umbra was created. He had no idea of just what horrors their side would go to to win. He wanted peace, not the destruction, consumption, and torture of spellcasters.
                      Watching the cruel transformation of humans into grotesque abominations, he was devoured by an unceasing rage, guilt, and horror that questioned why he fought in the first place, the pointlessness of this war, realization of the fact that he was on the side of something he could not stand for.

                    He struggled with these warring motions until The Nightfall. Watching a human transform right before his eyes, he couldn't bring himself to kill the disfigured creature that came shambling his way. Great pain engulfed him. And so like divine retribution, the dragon died, his body ripped apart and consumed like those spellcasters before him. A long slumbering black thrashed at his soul, whispering little dark flames of fury and despondency that licked up his insides. It accumulated and accumulated, roaring higher and bitter until centuries passed, opening up his eyes to a black flame that burned and surrounded him. He was a Fiendish now, one that would serve his patron well in the roaring wrath he held.

                      [REBIRTH - FIENDISH OF WRATH]

                      A dissonance tore at him as he woke to the endless war that consumed Eternas and Inferna. His fire razed the ground, utter fury burning towards them all. While he disliked the fiendish and the seraphim, it still pleased his patron of Wrath, fueling flames that licked high and aggressive. There was an inkling of distaste for what he’d become as well, an addition to the perpetuation of this war with the burning destruction he brought forth fueled merely by his emotions, his being. When the armistice between both choirs came, he took it eagerly with great relief. Though thrown out of the loop in this new time, it was yet not another question for him to come to the conservatory to strengthen himself. Regain control over his destructive flames and to help put a stop to the encroaching doom. He’s lucky to have been reborn so recently, or he surely would’ve lost himself to the madness from yet another aimless war, never ending exposure to his own anger.
                  Though he does retain all of his memories, they are quite blurry and vague, try as he might desperately recollect them for a shred of warmth. Due to his rebirth and the hundreds of years he’s been festering, the memories of wrath he’s experienced have been amplified instead, pushed to the forefront of his mind in stark clarity. And so, he only recalls accurately the war he’d fought in, and the moment of his death.

▶「 A D D I T I O N A L ・ I N F O 」   ▶ likes [kindness・animals・cute things]
                      ▶ dislikes [dishonesty・corruption・abuse・cruelty]
▶ He's generally comes to terms with himself, but he still has a little disdain of what he is now
▶ (would of preferably have stayed, not reborn, especially if he was coming back like this)
▶ Now that he is reborn though, he will try to make the best of it for himself and for others

▶「 U S E R 」                       RP       [Discord・Google Docs] [lit・semi-lit・hc・collab・art rp]
discord [Y]

Description

GDOCS (TBA)

it's this mf again he's everywhere
IGNATE         ▶「 G E N E R A L 」                       name [IGNATE] race [anima/虬龙]
age [27 (reborn 25)] height [ 6'3"・191cm]
                    gender [male]                              theme [tba]

                      class [student]
house [regulus]

magic [BLACK FIRE]
                      A fire that is attached to his rage. The more anger he feels, the higher and stronger it grows, his physical strength rising alongside. Purely destructive magical flames, it can destroy and break down items not conventionally thought flammable as well. While it spreads and catches easily onto anything in reach, it can only harm what he feels anger towards. Though it might encase the grass and trees, they would not burn. If it catches your hand while his anger is directed elsewhere, it’s a tickling warmth at most.
▶ If he is angry towards himself, it will burn him
▶ It spreads easily, but calms down as he does, putting itself out (the only way for it to be put out)
▶ It doesn’t damage anything he doesn’t have his anger directed towards
▶ So yes if he isn’t angry at you it’s utterly useless HAHA.
▶ Can feel anger directed towards and so burn a place/thing.
▶ It will not actually kill anyone directly but only as an effect from the severe burns and damage!

▶「 P E R S O N A L 」   personality [ kind・passionate・honorable・emotional・strong-willed・stoic/silent・simple-minded・blunt]
                      He has a strong sense of justice, and a moral compass that cares for others. This compassion of his leads him into a righteous fury. Ignate abides by the rules, and will only break them if they go against what he believes in, but he does so without fear.

                      Though quite fiery within, it’s all laid under an impassive face. Silent, not one to fill empty space with words if there isn’t anything for him to comment on. He’s honestly quite horrible at small casual talk because of this. It isn’t for a lack of emotions though, but, he is definitely more of the type to express through actions than words, quick statements if the latter.

                      Does not react much to funny business (and, negatively if it’s not very well meaning). Might get confused with the way he takes things quite literally often times. Though quite a strong figure, he can be pretty gullible towards those he trusts regarding areas he has no expertise in. (Don’t be mean to the boomer)

                      history
[ He was born and raised deep in the ??? -- ??? it was not a question to use his strength for it. ]
                      In the raging war of the past, he was a great warrior. Hard and grueling years of aiding the battle field, he fought when it was at its most desperate, the point in time where the Anima were being beaten back so harshly, their mere existence wasn’t a guarantee. And then -- the Umbra was created. He had no idea of just what horrors their side would go to to win. He wanted peace, not the destruction, consumption, and torture of spellcasters.
                      Watching the cruel transformation of humans into grotesque abominations, he was devoured by an unceasing rage, guilt, and horror that questioned why he fought in the first place, the pointlessness of this war, realization of the fact that he was on the side of something he could not stand for.

                    He struggled with these warring motions until The Nightfall. Watching a human transform right before his eyes, he couldn't bring himself to kill the disfigured creature that came shambling his way. Great pain engulfed him. And so like divine retribution, the dragon died, his body ripped apart and consumed like those spellcasters before him. A long slumbering black thrashed at his soul, whispering little dark flames of fury and despondency that licked up his insides. It accumulated and accumulated, roaring higher and bitter until centuries passed, opening up his eyes to a black flame that burned and surrounded him. He was a Fiendish now, one that would serve his patron well in the roaring wrath he held.

                      [REBIRTH - FIENDISH OF WRATH]

                      A dissonance tore at him as he woke to the endless war that consumed Eternas and Inferna. His fire razed the ground, utter fury burning towards them all. While he disliked the fiendish and the seraphim, it still pleased his patron of Wrath, fueling flames that licked high and aggressive. There was an inkling of distaste for what he’d become as well, an addition to the perpetuation of this war with the burning destruction he brought forth fueled merely by his emotions, his being. When the armistice between both choirs came, he took it eagerly with great relief. Though thrown out of the loop in this new time, it was yet not another question for him to come to the conservatory to strengthen himself. Regain control over his destructive flames and to help put a stop to the encroaching doom. He’s lucky to have been reborn so recently, or he surely would’ve lost himself to the madness from yet another aimless war, never ending exposure to his own anger.
                  Though he does retain all of his memories, they are quite blurry and vague, try as he might desperately recollect them for a shred of warmth. Due to his rebirth and the hundreds of years he’s been festering, the memories of wrath he’s experienced have been amplified instead, pushed to the forefront of his mind in stark clarity. And so, he only recalls accurately the war he’d fought in, and the moment of his death.

▶「 A D D I T I O N A L ・ I N F O 」   ▶ likes [kindness・animals・cute things]
                      ▶ dislikes [dishonesty・corruption・abuse・cruelty]
▶ He's generally comes to terms with himself, but he still has a little disdain of what he is now
▶ (would of preferably have stayed, not reborn, especially if he was coming back like this)
▶ Now that he is reborn though, he will try to make the best of it for himself and for others

▶「 U S E R 」                       RP       [Discord・Google Docs] [lit・semi-lit・hc・collab・art rp]
discord [Y]