Soulcalibur2
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History SoulCalibuk 2:
History Prology http://www.soulcalibur.com/history/index.php
NightMare (Con tui khoái, cho lên đầu )
Raphael (cũng zậy, hè hè )
Astaroth
Casandra
Cervantes
Ivy (dangerous = nguy hiểm, tức là tui sợ ý mè)
Kilik
Maxi
Mitsuruji
Taki ( oá nhìu người dùng, wen oá rùi)
Talim (chưa nghiên cứu kỹ, nhưng chắc cũng thường thui)
Voldo (cũng hơi nguy hiểm)
XiangHua
Yunsung
Yoshimitsu ( có thể hồi máu, khá wái chiêu + tưong đối zê)
Charade ( con nè bắt chước các con trên, hổng cần wan tâm)
Strategy & move list:
Cơ bản về SoulCalibur 2 :
Move List:
(phần move list tui chỉ đưa cái link đến trang Web có thui, hổng đưa ra ở đây, rài lắm, mà mỗi con có zài cái stance khác nhau nữa)
Có 2 trang Web có movelist chi tiết( dưới chữ kí tui đó). Đây là cái link cho mí bác lười tìm nè:
http://www.soulcalibur.com/souls/index.php (dành cho các bạn mới làm wen)
http://www.guardimpact.com/sc2/_movelist.php (dành cho ............cao thỏ, có hướng dẫn chi tiết đặc tính từng đòn, nhưng mè hơi khó đọc đó )
Strategy: (mí con hay nói trước và tui chỉ đề cập đến điểm hay và đặc biệt của con đó thui)
NightMare (mạnh nhất, đẹp nhất, khủng nhất v.v.. nói chung nhất tuốt)
Raphael ( zề lý thuyết đây hổng phẻ con nhanh nhất nhưng thực tế thì đúng zậy)
Ivy
Voldo ( zõ cào cào, zõ bọ ngựa, zõ cá.....ươn v.v...)
Taki (chưa thấy rì hay cả, chỉ thấy nhảy nhót lung tung là giỏi)
Talim (zề lý thuyết là fastest character, có tới 2frame nghỉ lận)
Astaroth (trâu bò húc, mass throw)
Casandra ( bắt đầu từ con nè thì toàn oánh kỉu bình thường, gặp NightMare của tui thì chết chắc )
Cervantes
Kilik
Mitsuruji
XiangHua
(lũ còn lại hông thèm để ý tới)
Other
Phần nè bạn nào có kinh nghiệm rùi hãy đọc không mụ đầu đó.
( những thứ khác, ví dụ những kỹ năng GI, UB, iFC, iWS, Guard Cancel v.v.. và vài nhận xét của các cao thỏ zề các con. Tất nhiên những cái nè đều của người ta tui chỉ cop zề thui)
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History SoulCalibuk 2:
http://www.soulcalibur.com/history/index.php
Transcending history and the world,
a tale of souls and swords, eternally retold.
Anonymous
size=15]Chosen by history, a man becomes a warrior.
Engraved into history, a warrior becomes a hero.
Song by a 14th century troubadour
Countless legends surround a sword known as Soul Edge. Some claim it was the ultimate weapon. Others refer to it as the "Sword of Heroes." ...A phantom sword with immeasurable power of the spirits...the key to eternal youth...treasure without equal...a panacea to cure all illness... There are even those who consider it the "Sword of Salvation."
Although no one could ever be certain of the sword's whereabouts or true identity, various rumors and folklore spread across the world. In reality, Soul Edge was comprised of twin blades that fed on human souls.
In the latter half of the 16th century, a warrior on a divine mission for the ancient god of forge successfully shattered one of the evil blades. Tragically, shattering the sword produced the opposite effect of what was intended. The balance of power between the swords was destroyed, and the evil of the blades spiraled out of control; its malevolent energy diffused into the sky in a form of eerie light. The phenomenon, which later became known as the Evil Seed, scarred the world with its evil legacy.
The remaining sword possessed the body of a man who took the evil blade into his hands and embarked on a killing spree throughout Europe. Macabre accounts of merciless killings spread fear throughout the entire continent.
Yet the massacres ceased after three years. Four more years passed, and the horrors became a distant memory and people felt safe once again.
...No one knew.
Four years before, a spirit sword named Soul Calibur appeared from the East, as if to answer the call of the raging Soul Edge. No one witnessed the final battle to the death where Soul Edge was shattered. No one knew that the spirit sword was left behind in the vortex of evil to stop the demon sword's powers.
Most people were oblivious to the fact that the peace that followed was the result of this battle, and the spirit sword's existence remained a mystery.
Unfortunately, the peace was merely a facade; the evil blade began spreading its influence, quietly yet surely, throughout the world once again. People unwittingly transported the sword to every corner of the world in the form of metal shards. These pieces of Soul Edge still embodied evil powers. With Soul Calibur lost in the void, it was only a matter of time before the evil sword's dark powers infected the entire world.
The following tales of swords and souls are of those who pursued Soul Edge for their own convictions and reasons...
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Astaroth
Age : Recently Resurrected, 7 Years Since Initial Creation
Birthplace : Unknown, Heretical order Fygul Cestemus, The Grand Shrine of Palgaea
Height : 6'4"
Weight : 287 lbs.
Birth Date : September 3
Blood Type : None
Weapon : Giant Ax
Weapon Name : Kulutues
Discipline : Gyulkus
Family : Servants of Ares, The God of War
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size=15]There are several things that cause monsters.
The first is the glory of God.
Ambroise Pare, Animaux, monstres et prodiges
The evil sword Soul Edge continued to gorge upon human hatred and threatened to envelop the entire world with its fragments...
Hephaestus, the Olympian god of forge, was not the only god who took notice of the sword's power. But unlike Hephaestus, who bore misgivings about Soul Edge, the other god was genuinely intrigued with the weapon. To Ares, the god of war, the evil blade's cursed origins and nature were of little concern. He simply wished to possess Soul Edge for himself.
Ultimately, the conflict of the two gods' desires began to unfold in the human world.
Ares looked to a heretical order to help him obtain Soul Edge. The desert-dwelling cult worshipped him as Palgaea the Executioner. Receiving Ares' oracle to seek the sword, the grand priest Kunpaetku used the cult's black arts to create a golem. The grand priest named the golem Astaroth, bestowed it with a giant ax infused with a powerful curse, and sent it on a mission to search for the evil blade.
Kunpaetku secretly desired Soul Edge for himself, for the sword bore a power that even the gods sought after. But deceiving a god was no easy task. Little did the grand priest know that Ares' servant, Ker-the agent of death- dwelled within Astaroth.
Contrary to its creator's intentions, Astaroth sought after Soul Edge for the god of war. When Astaroth eventually found it, the sword was in a weakened state, having lost half of itself in battle. Deciding that his god would not be pleased with the blade in this condition, the golem followed the orders of Nightmare (who wielded the sword at the time) and slaughtered countless victims in order to strengthen the unholy weapon. Astaroth became the subject of bitter hatred for those who managed to survive his innumerable massacres
Three years later, the blade had recovered its power, and the time was nearing for Astaroth to take Soul Edge from Nightmare's grasp. But Astaroth never saw his opportunity. Of all the souls harboring hatred for Astaroth, one soul with an irrepressible desire for vengeance reached Nightmare's stronghold in
Ostrheinsburg and destroyed the golem. This man sought to avenge his comrades who were slain by Astaroth.
Although from a human standpoint Astaroth was a wicked being, he was nevertheless the servant of a god. Immediately after his servant was destroyed, the infuriated god of war unleashed his punishment. The ground buckled beneath the man-who was already seriously wounded from the battle-and he disappeared
into the earth. So sudden were these events that the man had nary a moment to rejoice in his victory.
Soon after the battle against Astaroth, the revenge seeker's friends defeated Nightmare and shattered Soul Edge. They searched for the slayer of Astaroth for some time, but they eventually lost hope of finding him and left. For a while thereafter, peace returned to the world.
Four years passed since that time.
Had Astaroth simply been a creation of a mere mortal, it would have been an impossible feat. Nevertheless, the god of war's divine powers and Ker, the agent of death, along with the soil in Ostrheinsburg made it feasible. The Ostrheinsburg grounds, sated with the blood of those slain by Nightmare and cursed by their deep-seated hatred of him, acted as the perfect medium for Astaroth's resurrection.
When he was destroyed, Astaroth lost much of the weaknesses he had obtained as a result of being created with the aid of human hands. Moreover, during his regeneration, his new body absorbed several Soul Edge fragments that were nearby. This made Astaroth far more powerful and merciless.
Eventually, Astaroth must have remembered his purpose, for he hefted his familiar ax and vanished into the mist.
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Cassandra Alexandra
Age : 21
Birthplace : Athens, Ottoman Impire
Height : 5'5"
Weight : Unknown
Birth Date : July 20
Blood Type : B
Weapon : Short Sword & Small Shield
Weapon Name : Omega Sword & Nemea Shield
Discipline : Athenian Style
Family : Father Achelous
Mother Nike : Brother Lucius, Older Sister Sophitia
Sophitia married Rothion the blacksmith and gave birth to Pyrrha and Patroklos
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Here I sit, forming men in my image, a race to resemble me:
To suffer, to weep, to enjoy, to be glad-and never to heed you,
like me.
Johann Wolfgang Goethe, Prometheus
It was seven years earlier that Sophitia, Cassandra's missing older sister, returned with the mysterious Asian woman.
Upon her return, Sophitia explained that Hephaestus, the ancient Olympian god of the forge and fire, had given her a divine oracle to seek out Soul Edge and destroy it.
Nobody believed her sister's fantastic story except Cassandra. She knew that Sophitia was not the sort of person who lied. She also witnessed the Asian woman extract a fragment of the evil sword from Sophitia's body, while treating wounds she received when one of Soul Edge's blades was shattered.
Therefore, it was no surprise to Cassandra when Sophitia disappeared again shortly before her marriage. She was certain that her sister had left to contend with Soul Edge.
As if to answer the concern of her family, Cassandra's sister returned after a few years, her face glowing with contentment as she spoke of cleansing the lands contaminated by the evil of Soul Edge. Soon after, she married a blacksmith, had two children, and led a happy family life.
One day, after running some errands for the bakery where she worked, Cassandra visited Sophitia's home. As she looked into the sleeping faces of her sister's young children, she jokingly spoke to them. "Pyrrha, Patroklos, listen to me carefully. If you don't hold on tight to your mother, she might go running off again to carry out god's duties."
Cassandra's sister smiled and laughed, then assured Cassandra that she no longer heard oracles from god.
It was then that Cassandra's brother-in-law returned home after a day's work. The children jumped out of their beds and ran to greet their father, who carried in his hand a mysterious metal fragment. Fascinated with the metal scrap, the children grabbed it from their father's hand and tugged it away from each other
greedily. The way they fought over the piece of metal seemed unnatural-almost as if the children were trying to take back something that belonged to them.
Cassandra recognized the metal. It was a fragment of Soul Edge.
Knowing exactly what her children's reactions meant, Sophitia collapsed, shrieking.
Cassandra grabbed the metal away from the hands of the children quickly and shouted, "Dear Sister! What could be so terrible about this thing? What could this possibly do? Get a hold of yourself! And you call yourself the divine warrior who answered the voice of god?"
Filled with anger, Cassandra rushed out of the house and ran to the Hephaestus Shrine. "Why are you doing this to my sister? How can you claim to be an almighty god? Answer me!" she screamed at the shrine, her voice reverberating throughout the desolate holy ground. Cassandra collapsed on the floor, worn out
from shouting. It was then that she saw the weapon. It was the holy sword blessed by the god of forge; Sophitia and her husband offered it to Hephaestus after their marriage. Even after all this time, the sword had not lost its gleam despite being exposed to the elements for four years.
Cassandra held the fragment of Soul Edge up to the blessed sword. The fragment resonated and gave off a faint wailing sound-almost as if it was frightened of the holy object.
She realized then that Soul Edge was still alive. But she could not allow her sister to carry the burden, with a family who depended on her. Cassandra decided that she would put an end to the evil sword herself.
Cassandra did not trust Hephaestus, but the power to defeat the evil was right before her.
As night gave way to dawn, nothing disturbed the temple's tranquility. Cassandra was nowhere to be seen. However, something was amiss-the holy weapon was missing from the temple.
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Isabella "Ivy" Valentine
Age : 32
Birthplace : London, British Empire
Height : 5'10"
Weight : 128 lbs.
Birth Date : December 10
Blood Type : Unknown
Weapon : Snake Sword
Weapon Name : Valentine (Ivy Blade)
Discipline : Unrelated Link
Family : Adoptive parents deceased, Birth father Cervantes, Birth mother deceased
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She is the one who hides her secrets.
Max Ernst, La Femme 100 Tetes
Count Valentine, a practitioner of alchemy, was driven insane by his pursuit for Soul Edge-also known as the "Key to Eternal Youth." By the time of his death, his efforts to search for Soul Edge drained his family's fortunes and left one of London's most distinguished families in ruins.
As if to pursue her husband into death, the Countess fell ill and passed away soon after Count Valentine's death. This left Ivy as the sole surviving member of the Valentine family.
In reality, Ivy was not a true Valentine by birth. The Count and Countess found her abandoned in front of their mansion when she was an infant, and she was taken into the family as an adopted child. Ivy iscovered this secret only after reading a will left behind by the Countess in her death. But this did not matter to her, for the Valentines were the only parents she knew.
Obeying the last wishes of her adoptive father, Ivy continued the search for Soul Edge and studied alchemy. During this investigation, she uncovered the true nature of the sword-it was an evil blade that feasted on souls. In order to avenge the death her father, who was driven insane by the allure of Soul Edge,
Ivy vowed to use all of her knowledge to destroy it. She invoked strange powers through occult rituals to summon a mysterious individual who gave life to the whip-like, mechanical sword she dubbed "Ivy Blade."
The sword, which had a will of its own, accompanied and protected Ivy on her journey to vanquish Soul Edge.
When she crossed paths with Nightmare-the one who breathed life into her sword-she agreed to assist him in the "summoning of souls." Little did she know that it was all part of the evil sword's plans.
Ivy realized it was Nightmare who possessed Soul Edge. She came to this revelation only after he was defeated and the evil blade was shattered. That meant that the beloved blade she had forged to destroy Soul Edge had life thanks to the power of the evil blade. She also learned the secrets of her true lineage.
Ivy's birth father...he once wielded Soul Edge and was manipulated by its wicked powers!
Shaken by the horrifying truth, Ivy returned home and locked herself away in a dark laboratory. She tried countless times to destroy Ivy Blade, which was now a symbol of her self-hatred and regret. She could not, however, bring herself to actually break the sword. "I am the same as this sword... Yes, the blood of the evil blade flows through me. The same blood..."
Ivy Blade waited for its master's orders silently.
After months of soul searching, Ivy emerged with renewed resolve. Her goal was no longer to destroy the evil sword, but to completely wipe it out of existence. As a vow to her commitment, she renamed her sword "Valentine." And when she acquired information about fragments of Soul Edge being scattered throughout the world, she immediately departed on her new journey.
Ivy intended to destroy every fragment of Soul Edge, anyone who carried its tainted bloodline, and anyone contaminated by its evil. Nothing would stop her from destroying the root of the evil, even if it meant killing the innocent-there would be no exceptions. The only thing that mattered was obliterating the evil sword's existence completely. "...Call me a monster, a demon if you must. I'll be happy to be called those names if it is the price I must pay to eliminate the existence of the evil blade!!"
This was the beginning of her long, arduous journey. A journey where she would ultimately have to destroy herself and all that was related to her.
Ivy's adoptive family name "Valentine" became a symbol of her will to live as a "human" even though the cursed blood of the demonic blade ran strong within her.
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Kilik
Age : 23
Birthplace : Unknown, Raised in Ling-Sheg Su Templa, Ming Empire
Height : 5'6"
Weight : 139 lbs.
Birth Date : February 9
Blood Type : A
Weapon : Rod
Weapon Name : Kali-Yuga
Discipline : Secret Art of Ling-Sheng Su Style Rod
Family : Murdered everyone at Ling-Sheng Su Temple where he was raised Master Edgemaster
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Man reaches, stumbles forward, painfully, mistakenly sometimes.
Having stepped forward, he may slip back, but only half a step,
never the full step back.
John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath
Kilik was an orphan found abandoned on Ling-Sheng Su Mountain as an infant. The
elders at the temple took him in and cared for him as their own. Martial arts
became a part of his daily life from a young age, and Kilik became especially
fond of fighting with the rod. By his sixteenth year, he became so proficient
with the weapon that he was selected as the successor of the secret arts of the
rod.
The Ling-Sheng Su Temple had three sacred treasures, one of which was a rod
known as Kali-Yuga. Becoming the successor of the secret art meant that this
revered treasure would eventually be passed down to him. Tragically, the Evil
Seed rained down upon the temple the night before the succession ceremony.
Driven insane by the Evil Seed, the residents of the temple butchered one
another in a bloody riot. An elderly man found an exhausted Kilik the following
morning and saved him from imminent death. He was the lone survivor of the
ordeal. The Ling-Sheng Su Temple, which had once flourished with martial arts
students, was forever obliterated from the face of the earth.
When Kilik awoke, he found himself in an old man's hermitage. Along with Kali-
Yuga, Dvapara-Yuga, a mirrored sash that was one of the three sacred treasures,
rested on his shoulder. Dvapara-Yuga belonged to Xianglian, another orphan at
the temple who had been like an older sister to him.
The Evil Seed had spun Kilik's destructive instincts out of control. When he
regained his sanity, he was already wearing Dvapara-Yuga. He realized the sacred
treasure must have cleansed the evil energy from his body. The only person who
could have placed Dvapara-Yuga on him was Xianglian.
And he had killed her.
He had taken Xianglian's life. She would have survived had she kept Dvapara-Yuga
on herself. Instead, she gave the mirrored sash to Kilik and lost her life after
being overcome by madness. Why did she sacrifice herself in order to save him?
And what was Kilik supposed to live for, when everyone he loved had been slain
by his own hands?
After a long period of self-loathing and blame, Kilik concluded that the only
thing he could do was to destroy the evil resident within him. "The root of all
the evil is Soul Edge," the elderly man said. He said this as if he had been
waiting for Kilik to reach this conclusion by himself. "You, along with Kali-
Yuga, which absorbs spiritual energy, have been filled with evil power ever
since that fateful night. Dvapara-Yuga is the only thing that maintains the
balance between good and evil."
The old man, who lived alone in a remote region, turned out to be a martial arts
advisor for the Ling-Sheng Su Temple.
Under the advisor's tutelage, Kilik learned the secret art of the Ling-Sheng Su
style rod and techniques to control the evil energy within both Kali-Yuga and
himself. In time, Kilik left on a journey to destroy the demonic sword. During
his travels, Xianghua and Maxi joined Kilik on his quest.
They eventually reached Nightmare's stronghold but were surrounded by
Nightmare's horde. Through Maxi's selfless actions, Kilik and Xianghua were able
to slash their way through the endless waves of foes to reach Nightmare. They
challenged their powerful adversary, and a fierce battle ensued. Ultimately, the
power of Xianghua's Soul Calibur prevailed- they succeeded in destroying the
evil blade.
Dvapara-Yuga shattered during the violent encounter against Nightmare. It was
then that Kilik realized the evil within his body remained under control, even
without the sacred treasure. During the long journey, he had gained the ability
to suppress the demonic powers within him.
For some time, Xianghua and Kilik searched for Maxi, but could find nary a trace
of the lost pirate. The two of them eventually went their separate ways- Kilik
returned to his master in order to perfect the technique of neutralizing and
purifying the evil energy over time.
Four years had passed since the fateful battle.
One day, Kilik sensed a malevolent aura- it had the same energy as the wicked,
demonic blade. Soul Edge still existed! Merely shattering the weapon had not
destroyed it. "If brute strength alone wasn't enough to destroy Soul Edge, would
it be possible to absorb all of its powers into Kali-Yuga?" Kilik wondered.
"Kali-Yuga can absorb any form of energy, so it should be possible to keep all
of the blade's evil power under my control. Then I can try to purify it over
time..."
He then realized the enormity of his plan. Four years had passed since he'd
begun his training, yet he had been unable to completely purify the evil inside
his body. It would take a long time to purge the colossal amount of demonic
energy possessed by Soul Edge, but it did not matter- his mind was made up.
Kilik was willing to make the sacrifice as a means to atone for the deaths he
caused.
Even if it took an entire lifetime.
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Maxi
Age : 28
Birthplace : Ryukyu Kingdom
Height : 5'8"
Weight : 126 lbs.
Birth Date : May 1
Blood Type : O
Weapon : Nunchaku
Weapon Name : Soryuju
Discipline : Shissen Karihadi
Family : Both parents deceased, his crew slain by Astaroth
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We lose the certain things, while we seek the uncertain ones.
Latin Proverb
Maxi, the pirate from Ryukyu (present-day Okinawa, Japan), led a crew of
trustworthy men and lived carefree on the high seas. Having traveled throughout
the seas of Asia, Maxi looked to the west for new lands to explore and sailed a
southerly route towards Europe. While docked at a harbor in India, he
encountered Kilik, a young man searching for Soul Edge.
Unfortunately, this proved to be a star-crossed encounter.
The hidden evil resident within Kilik attracted unwanted attention from a horde
of monsters. The ensuing battle took the lives of Maxi's crew, who were helpless
against these nightmarish foes. Kilik and Maxi were the only survivors of the
bloody carnage.
After the massacre, Maxi traveled with Kilik and swore to seek revenge for his
fallen comrades. Maxi was certain that Astaroth, the leader of the monsters,
would appear before Kilik once again.
Xianghua later joined their journey, and the three of them headed towards Europe.
The travels through unfamiliar lands strengthened the friendships between Maxi
and his new companions.
Eventually, the group made their way into Nightmare's stronghold. Nightmare, who
possessed Soul Edge, commanded his horde to attack the intruders. Maxi
recognized them as the same monsters that murdered his crew; he knew that his
sworn enemy was nearby. Almost as if to acknowledge Maxi's presence, a hulking
silhouette emerged from the shadows.
Maxi forced his companions to go on while he stayed behind to confront Astaroth.
He used every ounce of his strength and avenged his fallen crew by destroying
the golem, but at a price- Maxi suffered grave injuries during the battle.
Immediately after Astaroth's defeat, the outraged god of war commanded the earth
to swallow up the weakened pirate. Unconscious, Maxi fell into a river that
flowed deep underground and was carried away quietly by its icy currents.
Above ground, the only trace of Maxi left behind was his nunchaku.
When Maxi awoke, he found himself resting on a riverbank. His mind was lucid,
but he could not feel his extremities. He soon realized that he had suffered
debilitating injuries that prevented him from moving freely.
Fortunately, a person from a nearby village rescued Maxi, and took him to the
village. With his vast knowledge, strong sense of duty, and likeable personality,
it did not take long for Maxi to be accepted by the villagers. After some time,
his strength began to return, but his arms and legs would not heal- it seemed
unlikely that he would be able to return to his carefree, nomadic lifestyle.
Nevertheless, Maxi was satisfied with his new life. He had exacted his revenge
against the one responsible for his crew's death. Although he was curious about
Kilik and Xianghua's fortunes, as long as the peace continued, he believed that
they had vanquished the root of the evil. "I wouldn't mind spending the rest of
my life here in this village," thought Maxi.
Four years passed, then a rumor reached the village. "When the enormous man with
a gigantic axe comes through... Nothing remains in his wake!"
Maxi had a horrible feeling that it was him. The more information he gathered,
the more convinced he became that it was indeed Astaroth. "That freak is still
alive. How can I be here, living peacefully, when I haven't avenged my crew?"
Unfortunately, his limbs still refused to move.
As if he were reading Maxi's mind, an elderly village medicine man paid him a
visit. "If you wish to gain something of value, then you must part with
something of equal value," counseled the elder.
Maxi implored the elder and convinced him to treat his injuries with his secret
arts. The elder had found a peculiar rare metal fragment recently and used that
precious item for the mysterious treatment.
Several days later, Maxi left the village with the promise to return one day.
In exchange for the restoration of his limbs to seek revenge, Maxi lost
something just as precious as the slain comrades he swore to avenge- the
memories of Kilik and Xianghua.
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Heishiro Mitsurugi
Age : 29
Birthplace : Bizen, Japan
Height : 5'7"
Weight : 143 lbs.
Birth Date : June 8
Blood Type : AB
Weapon : Katana
Weapon Name : Shishi-Oh
Discipline : Tenpu-Kosai-Ryu sai
Family : Parents and siblings all taken by sickness
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Carnivores never become corpulent.
Anthelme Brillat-Savarin, La Physiologie du Gout
Mitsurugi was born in Japan to a peasant family during a time of war.
Nevertheless, this did not stop him from becoming a renowned mercenary. His
reputation earned him nicknames such as "The Mercenary of War," "One Man Army,"
and "Demon."
As a mercenary, Mitsurugi fought in and triumphed over countless battles. Every
enemy who faced him in combat feared his invincible blade. That was until a new
breed of weapon was introduced. Rifles known as Tanegashima were brought in for
practical use by the famous shogun Nobunaga Oda.
For Mitsurugi, who relied purely on his strength and skill, the Tanegashima was
a serious threat. Simply by holding this "pipe," even the lowliest foot soldier
could become a powerful force on the battlefield. Unable to accept such a
preposterous notion, Mitsurugi looked for ways to defeat the rifle.
Unfortunately, he could not find a good way to overcome the new weapon.
Frustrated, Mitsurugi challenged Tanegashima to a duel, but lost when he was
shot through the right shoulder.
But this did not deter Mitsurugi's spirit. He resolved to defeat the rifle by
finding a powerful weapon that would enable him to achieve this goal. It was
then that he heard a rumor from overseas about Soul Edge. At the time, a man
known as Nightmare wielded the giant, grotesquely shaped blade. Hearing stories
of its immense powers, Mitsurugi set off across the ocean in pursuit of the
sword without a moment's hesitation.
He headed west towards Europe, where Nightmare supposedly roamed. Travels
through foreign countries were difficult for Mitsurugi, who was unable to
understand the languages of the places he visited. Nonetheless, he continued his
travel, making ends meet by fighting battles as a mercenary. The added benefit
of his mercenary lifestyle was that he was able to maintain his fighting form.
But time was callous and unforgiving. Eventually, rumors that Nightmare had
disappeared reached Mitsurugi, and Soul Edge's trail ran cold. Mitsurugi was
still unwilling to give up, and continued his search around the world's
battlefields for signs of the ultimate blade.
Four years after his quest had begun, while visiting a castle near the Ming
frontier, Mitsurugi stumbled upon the trail of Soul Edge. It was a metal
fragment of Soul Edge that he came across by accident.
Walking past one of the back alleys of the city, Mitsurugi came to a halt when
he witnessed several assassins surrounding a gravely wounded man. When the
assassins saw Mitsurugi, they pounced upon him, intending to leave no
eyewitnesses behind. A vicious melee ensued, and Mitsurugi drove back the
assailants, saving the man's life as a result.
The badly injured man handed Mitsurugi a piece of metal-perhaps he thought that
he would be unable to accomplish his mission with his wounds. He asked Mitsurugi
to keep it safe. He seemed afraid to let it fall into someone else's hands, but
he would not explain any further. Without another word, the man vanished into a
dark alley.
Looking at the metal fragment in his hand, Mitsurugi pondered, "If Soul Edge was
so powerful, why would it shatter?"
Mitsurugi had a difficult time believing the man who gave him the fragment, but
there was no denying the sincerity in the man's eyes. "Besides," Mitsurugi
reasoned, "why would a man on the verge of death lie to a complete stranger?"
Soon after, a grave story circulated through the castle. Apparently, a servant
of the Ming Emperor arrived at the castle, demanding the "Sword of Heroes." When
the servant steadfastly refused to leave without the sword, the lord of the
castle slew him, exclaiming that he could not turn over something he did not
have. "War is coming," thought Mitsurugi.
He sensed the same storm brewing that he had felt before in countless battlefields.
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Nightmare
Age : Unknown
Birthplace : Unknown
Height : 5'6"
Weight : 209 lbs.
Birth Date : Unknown
Blood Type : Unknown
Weapon : Soul Edge - Zweihander Type
Weapon Name : Soul Edge - Male
Discipline : Original Style, Styles memorized of Soul Edge
Family : Unknown
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What a chimera, then, is man! What a novelty! What a monster,
what a chaos, what a contradiction, what a prodigy!
Blaise Pascal Pensees
At one time, Nightmare committed countless cold-blooded murders while under the
control of Soul Edge. All who knew of him feared his crimson gaze and his
strange, one-eyed, giant blade.
Originally, he was the leader of a group of brigands known as the Black Wind,
whose stronghold was located in the Black Forest near the Roman Empire. It was
news of his father's death that drove him from his marauding lifestyle,
resolving to find his father's killer.
Hearing word of a sword known as Soul Edge, he became convinced that he could
slay his father's murderer if he found this ultimate weapon. He searched through
the battlegrounds in every region he traveled. Eventually, he came across a
sword in a Spanish harbor that emitted a strange aura beside the corpse of its
owner, who appeared to be a pirate. The dead body returned to life, covered in
flames, as if to protect the sword. Upon defeating the apparition, he reached
for the hilt of the mysterious blade.
It was then that he heard the voice of Soul Edge, the sword that feeds on souls.
It told him that if he used the souls absorbed by the sword, he would be able to
resurrect his father. Accepting his new goal, the man's body began to surge with
the evil energy of the sword. The energy became a beautiful pillar of light that
pierced the evening sky and dissipated into the atmosphere.
From that moment on, the man became Nightmare, the evil knight who would strike
fear into every corner of Europe.
Having determined that the power Soul Edge had at that moment was insufficient
to revive his father, Nightmare attacked village after village to nourish the
blade. Not satisfied, he sought out those with strong souls to feed the evil
sword.
The killings ended three years later, when Nightmare came across three
sacrifices for his blade. One of them wielded a spirit sword called Soul Calibur,
which possessed an aura that was the polar opposite of the evil power emitted by
Soul Edge. The battle between the swordsmen took place in a vortex of hellfire
and evil energy summoned by Soul Edge. After a raging battle, the evil sword
shattered, and both Nightmare and Soul Edge fell into the collapsing void.
With Soul Edge severely weakened, Nightmare regained some of his humanity. Along
with lucidity came the horrifying memories of the sins he committed, as well as
the fear and anger of those who were slaughtered by him. Moreover, he realized
that he had been the one who murdered his father.
Expelled from the void into an unfamiliar place, Nightmare disappeared into the
night-the evil sword still in his grip. But Soul Edge was weaker now, and
splinters of itself were left in Nightmare's footsteps.
He knew Soul Edge must never fall into the hands of another man. He set off to
go as far away as possible from human settlements.
Yet each morning, he awakened to the sight of people slain by him during the
night. While he slept, Soul Edge took over his mind and flesh, and he was
burdened by this new guilt. Nevertheless, he did not choose to take his own life
and end things easily. He knew that if he died, the sword would only find a new
host to continue its evil ways. The only solution was to find a place where the
evil could be imprisoned forever.
Initially, the balance of power between him and the sword were equal. But as
time wore on, his control over his body became irregular, and the sword held
sway over him for slightly longer periods of time.
The number of those who fell victim to the blade continued to grow. The sword
healed itself gradually by feeding off the victims' souls. After four years, the
sword had nearly recovered to full strength.
The fragments of itself lost during its escape...The evil energy dispersed as
the Evil Seed...Soul Edge's shattered companion blade...the other Soul Edge...
With dominant control over its host body, Soul Edge, once again in the form of
"Nightmare," began to pursue the fragments of itself that it had lost. It was on
a quest to restore itself completely!
But at the same time, he continued to fight the evil sword's plans with the
little sanity left within him.
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Raphael Sorel
Age : 32
Birthplace : Rouen, French Empire
Height : 5'10"
Weight : 159 lbs.
Birth Date : November 27
Blood Type : A
Weapon : Rapier Sword
Weapon Name : Flambert
Discipline : La Rapier de Sorel
Family : Foster daughter Amy, Cut family ties with worthless relatives
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A vice begins by choice. But through things such as heredity, intelligence, and mental exhaustion, this choice becomes something inexplicable, or is refined into something criminal.
Jean Cocteau, Opium: Journal Dune Desintoxication
During the 16th century, France was amidst religious strife. Raphael, the young
master of the Sorel Family, grew up with the tumultuous age as his cradle, the
scheming of noble families as his lullaby, and the rapier and medicine as his
playmates. His cool, unemotional demeanor created many enemies, but his quick
and precise decision-making and execution skills solidified the foundation of
his family amongst the nobles.
Unfortunately, Raphael made a critical mistake during the year of the notorious
Evil Seed catastrophe. He discovered too late that one member of nobility
supported by the Sorel clan became insane from the effects of the Evil Seed.
Consequently, Raphael gave his enemies the justification to come after him. To
make matters worse, treacherous members of his family who were thrust into the
conflict surrendered quickly and offered to hand over Raphael in order to
protect themselves.
Raphael hid himself in an impoverished town to escape from his pursuers, which
included his family members. But accustomed to a life of privilege without want,
Raphael could not bear the cold and hunger he suffered in the slums. He most
certainly would have died if it were not for a little girl named Amy, who hid
the weakened Raphael from his enemies.
For the little girl, helping Raphael was only a simple deed motivated out of
spite for the soldiers. For Raphael, a man who until then lived by his own means,
it marked the first time he owed his life to someone else. He felt emotions that
he had never experienced before, and Amy became an irreplaceable presence in
Raphael's life.
Raphael's exposure to life in the slums made him see the world in a whole new
light, and realize the meaninglessness of everything. Nobles quarreled
constantly and only thought of their petty interests and self-preservation. And
the commoners, tired of constant warring, had given up hope. The world was
filled with people whose soulless, meaningless lives made them no better than
the dead.
Convinced that the chaos of war was no place to live a meaningful life, Raphael
took Amy and left the poverty-stricken town. Avoiding war-torn lands, they moved
to a town in the countryside. But even with the new surroundings, he could not
get Amy to open her heart to the world. Even though her life in the slums
strengthened the 10-year old girl's wariness of life and gave her a tenacious
will to live, it erased any sense of hope she had for the future.
Assuming a false name, Raphael befriended a rich noble to obtain the means to
take care of the young girl. He employed his cunning to gain the trust of the
lord and those around him. And when the opportunity arose, Raphael poisoned the
noble and spread word that the "lord had left on a long journey."
One day, Raphael found a letter with references to the Evil Seed- the turning
point in his life - in the mansion library. He was fascinated by the information,
and it wasn't long before he made the connection between the Evil Seed and Soul
Edge.
Soul Edge- a demonic blade that promises power in exchange for one's sanity.
What if such a sword were thrust into the hands of the pathetic nobles? They
would undoubtedly fight feverishly for the weapon, and ultimately destroy
themselves. Commoners would be unfortunate victims of the war, but their
existence mattered little, for they were no better off then the dead. It would
all be worth it if the petty, war-mongering nobles could be eliminated to secure
a meaningful future for Amy.
But in order to accomplish his goal, Raphael needed Soul Edge; he was determined
to obtain the sword by any means necessary.
A grand, insane plan was brewing in his mind- all for the sake of a young girl.
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Taki
Age : 29
Birthplace : Fu-Ma No Sato, Japan
Height : 5'7"
Weight : 117 lbs.
Birth Date : Unknown
Blood Type : A
Weapon : Ninja Swords
Weapon Name : Rekki-Maru & Mekki-Maru
Discipline : Musoh-Battoh-Ryu
Family : Master Toki, Immediate family all taken by sickness
-----
Do not suppose opportunity will knock twice at your door.
Sebastien Chamfort, Maximes et Pensees
Taki began her journey when her fascination grew in Soul Edge, the evil sword
that resonated in the presence of her beloved sword Rekki maru. As a Fu-Ma Ninja,
her specialty was the extermination of demons. She possessed exceptional
fighting skills and excelled at forging weapons, which made her a valuable asset
to the Fu-Ma clan. In fact, it was she who battled and defeated the dread pirate
Cervantes, who was possessed by Soul Edge.
After returning from her long journey, Taki attempted to fuse a fragment of Soul
Edge into the demonic blade, Mekki-Maru. Much to her surprise, the Mekki-Maru
began to surge with even more evil energy, making it difficult for even her to
handle the sword.
Taki saw that the leader of the Fu-Ma clan, Master Toki, became obsessed with
Mekki-Maru. She deemed that it would be dangerous to hand the sword over to him,
and left the clan. Thus Taki became a renegade ninja.
Toki, however, would not give up so easily. He sent other clan members after her
in order to retrieve the powerful blade.
Pursued by her former clan members, Taki decided to destroy Mekki-Maru by
pitting it against Soul Edge. She hoped that the two powerful weapons would
obliterate one another. Unfortunately, by the time she found Soul Edge, its
wielder Nightmare had already been defeated by a group of warriors.
How would she destroy Mekki-Maru without Soul Edge? Taki tried to devise another
plan, but her secret desire to master the sword grew stronger by the day. The
decision was made. She grasped the fundamental skills needed to handle Mekki-
Maru during her journey; she just needed to build her mental strength enough to
overcome the evil influences of the sword.
Around the time she mastered the ability to use the sword for short periods of time, several Fu-Ma ninjas appeared before her. Unlike previous encounters,
these Ninjas did not attack on sight. Instead, they attempted to capture her.
Unfortunately for the ninjas, they were no match for Taki; they all fell before
her Mekki-Maru. "...I know they were sent by Master Toki...but why would they
travel so far to these strange lands to seek me?"
Searching through the strewn remains of the ninjas, Taki came across a metal
fragment. Although weak, the aura emanating from the metal was unmistakably that
of Soul Edge. The sword was not destroyed; it still existed in pieces.
Taki then realized why the ninjas had tried to capture her. Master Toki was
trying to gather information about Soul Edge in order to find all of the
fragments. Undoubtedly, pieces of the sword, just like the one she held in her
hand, were already in Master Toki's possession.
Knowing the effects that Soul Edge had on those who wielded it, Taki knew she
could not let it get into the hands of Master Toki.
Even without the sword, the head of the Fu-Ma clan was already powerful. She was
afraid to think about what would happen if Toki acquired the evil blade and
received its madness. He could transform into a monster with unfathomable
strength.
Taki headed for Japan. She could not allow this impending disaster to occur in
her homeland.
On her way back to Japan, she sensed the presence of the evil sword. The metal
she possessed began to resonate ever so slightly with the aura of evil.
After she hastily sealed the fragment, she thought about what she should do next.
Should she go after the fragments that her former master had, or exorcise the
evil sword itself?
Either way, time was running out.
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Talim
Age : 15
Birthplace : Village of the Wind Deity, Southeast Asia
Height : 4'8"
Weight : 93 lbs.
Birth Date : June 15
Blood Type : Unknown
Weapon : Elbow Blades
Weapon Name : Loka Luha & Syi Salika
Discipline : Wind Dance
Family : Father Sanput
Mohter Lidi : Grandmother Kalana (Village Elder), Bird Alun
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Nature does nothing in vain...There are no Grotesquesin
Nature: not anything framed to fill up empty Cantons, and
unnecessary spaces.
Sir Thomas Browne, Religio Medici
The moment Spain declared the Philippines as part of its empire, Southeast Asia
was thrust into an age of turmoil. The westerners introduced their new culture
without giving any regard to the indigenous culture or people. The foreigners
stayed near the shoreline at first, but it was only a matter of time before
their influence reached all the way to the mountains.
As if they felt the need to hide from the encroaching footsteps of the
foreigners, a tribe of people secluded themselves in a small village nestled
deep within the mountain valleys. The tribe honored the Wind Deity and lived as
one with nature.
Talim was born during this era into a family of shamans. She was raised as the
Last Priestess of the Wind during a time when western influences grew stronger,
and faith in the Wind Deity gradually waned.
One day, Talim was reading the winds, just as she had done since she was a young
child. That day, however, something about the winds felt odd. Unlike the normal,
soft whispers of the winds mixed with murmurs of distant cities, the winds were
tainted with an evil aura that seemed to devour everything in its path. The
screams, hopelessness, and madness of faraway places carried by the evil aura
surged into Talim before she realized what was happening.
This occurred on the day the Evil Seed spread across the world.
Talim crumpled to the ground and lost consciousness for days. The people of her
village were on the verge of losing all hope when she finally awoke. Talim's
eyes were filled with deep sorrow, and she cried without knowing why.
By Talim's fifteenth year, it was common to see western merchants and explorers
in her once secluded village. One day, a westerner brought a "vitality charm" to
the village. The elders expressed concern when they saw the unusual metal
fragment. They sensed that it did not belong in their village; it belonged
somewhere else. They also felt that its presence would have an evil influence on
those who came near it.
Talim immediately recognized the evil in the piece of metal; it was the same
malevolent energy that she felt on the day she collapsed. "I must return the
fragment to its rightful place!" Talim exclaimed.
The elders tried to prevent Talim from leaving the village with the metal shard.
They feared that the purity of the Last Priestess would be tainted if she were
exposed to the outside world. Her parents disagreed. On the contrary, they felt
that by experiencing the world, Talim's purity and love of nature would grow.
The young Sibyl left on her journey with her parents' blessing.
As her village slowly disappeared behind the mountain range, Talim sensed the
resonance of the same evil aura from other parts of the world. She could feel it
in the winds that traveled across the seas and continents, circulating
throughout the world. She knew that everything would soon be consumed by illness
if the evil force continued to spread with the wind.
Talim reasoned that there were more of these metal fragments. And like the one
she possessed, unwitting people carried the pieces to all corners of the world.
Talim knew she had to find all of the fragments and seek their rightful place.
Although Talim had never set foot outside of her village before, she was not
afraid-no matter how long the journey, she knew she would be fine as long as the
winds were with her.
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Voldo
Age : 50
Birthplace : Kingdom of Naples, Palermo, Italy
Height : 6'0"
Weight : 185 lbs.
Birth Date : August 25
Blood Type : A
Weapon : Katars
Weapon Name : Manas & Ayus
Discipline : Self-taught
Family : Parents deceased, Master Vercci long deceased, Four brothers killed through warfare
-----
Grace appears most purely in that human form which either
has no consciousness or an infinite consciousness. That is, in the puppet or in the god.
Heinrich von Kleist, Uber das Marionettentheater
Somewhere in the middle of the Mediterranean Sea, there was a small island said
to hold the treasures of a wealthy Italian merchant of death named Vercci. His
riches were stored in a chasm known to thieves who schemed to plunder it as the
Money Pit. Rumors circulated amongst them about the numerous traps that awaited
foolish intruders and of the eerie guardian who watched over Vercci's fortune
deep within the pit.
Although Vercci was renowned for saying, "There is nothing that I do not
possess," there was one thing he desired more than anything...Soul Edge. Vercci
tried everything within his powers to locate the coveted weapon- going as far as
leading a fleet of his ships on an expedition- but ultimately failed. During his
absence, Vercci lost most of his fortune to a war that broke out in Italy.
His possessions were the only things that mattered to Vercci. He took whatever
treasures remained on his fleet of ships and hid it in a pit that he had dug
with the help of his loyal followers on a small island in the Mediterranean Sea.
Vercci rigged the chasm with countless traps in order to ward off treasure-
seeking intruders. And for over twenty years, the Money Pit ensnared thieves who
attempted to steal his treasure, just as Vercci expected.
There was a man who stood watch over the treasure- a guardian feared by all who
dared to enter the pit. He was Vercci's loyal vassal. The man served Vercci on
his expedition, helped dig the pit, and after his master's death, defended the
vault faithfully. After years of solitude in darkness, the man lost his sight
and sanity. He even forgot his name, which was Voldo. All of this must have been
trivial for him, for his only desire was to serve his master's will by
protecting the treasure.
But he had forgotten something. Something was missing.
In the silence broken only by the death throes of foolhardy intruders, Voldo
slowly began to piece together what he had forgotten- Soul Edge, the treasure
amongst treasures.
Voldo ventured abroad in an attempt to fulfill his master's last wish. He
followed numerous leads, and he returned periodically to the pit to ensure the
safety of the treasure and the working condition of the traps. The guardian
focused solely on performing his duties.
One day, after Voldo chased an intruder away, he heard his long-lost master's
voice. Obeying his master's orders, Voldo followed Soul Edge's aura emanating
from the female intruder's sword. And after a long journey, he finally succeeded
in bringing back a single-handed sword that emitted a strange aura.
Upon his return, Voldo found his master's pit flooded with seawater. Voldo sat
quietly, barely moving, on his master's throne in the small chamber behind the
statue of Vercci, which overlooked the treasure vault now covered by water.
Voldo believed he had found Soul Edge. He had obtained the one thing Vercci
desired. Yet he did not hear the voice of his deceased master...
Four years passed, but it was as if time stood still inside the Money Pit. The
guardian's duty of defending the Money Pit never changed. Voldo felt as though
he would spend eternity in the silence of the pit, waiting to hear his master's
voice once again.
But fate brought Voldo back to the present. When he defeated an intruder one day,
Voldo found several metal shards that possessed the same aura as Soul Edge. And
although each piece was merely a fragment, they seemed to radiate the same
amount of power as Soul Edge itself.
Voldo finally understood why he did not hear his deceased master's voice. The
sword he brought back was not Soul Edge. The guardian did not know whether or
not the metal pieces were truly from Soul Edge, but he knew that the truth would
be revealed if he searched for the weapon once more.
Voldo collected the fragments, placed them on the throne carefully, and then
ventured outside. His mission was to bring Soul Edge- the weapon his master
desired to the very end of his life -back to the Money Pit.
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Chai Xianghua
Age : 20
Birthplace : Ming Empire, Ling-Sheng Su
Height : 5'0"
Weight : 101 lbs.
Birth Date : April 2
Blood Type : B
Weapon : Chinese Sword
Weapon Name : No Name
Discipline : Ling-Sheng Su Style, Self-taught Style
Family : Mohter passed away, Father also deceased, according to her mother
-----
Live without regrets.
Musashi Miyamoto, Dokkoudou
Constantly invaded by Japanese Pirates, the great Ming Empire of the East was
one of the countries that expended great effort to search for Soul Edge -
believed to be the "Hero's Sword" - to protect its people and regain its dignity.
Unfortunately, three such quests failed. The first two search parties never
returned, and the third group, which had just returned recently, was also
unsuccessful in finding the Hero's Sword. The failure of the third quest
devastated the Emperor, given that the group consisted of warriors hand-picked
from his royal guards.
Xianghua was one of the members of the third group. She grew up in a family with
a prestigious military lineage, and learned the ways of the sword from her now-
deceased mother. Even after her mother fell ill and passed away, Xianghua
continued to hone her skills and eventually became a member of the Emperor's
royal guards.
She was then assigned the prestigious honor of the search for Soul Edge, but her
mission failed. Falling into disfavor with the Emperor for her failure, Xianghua
was stripped of her rank of royal guard and reassigned to a menial position that
she had no desire to do. Her family lamented her fall from grace, but Xianghua
was content with her situation.
In truth, she actually found Soul Edge four years ago. But the weapon said to be
the Hero's Sword turned out to be an evil sword that had an infinite appetite
for human souls. "Nothing good will come of this if I bring such a sword back to
my country. I must destroy this evil thing!" Xianghua decided.
She battled Soul Edge with the help of her companion, Kilik, and managed to
shatter the evil sword within the fiery vortex created by the weapon.
Regrettably, her mother's ket
History Prology http://www.soulcalibur.com/history/index.php
NightMare (Con tui khoái, cho lên đầu )
Raphael (cũng zậy, hè hè )
Astaroth
Casandra
Cervantes
Ivy (dangerous = nguy hiểm, tức là tui sợ ý mè)
Kilik
Maxi
Mitsuruji
Taki ( oá nhìu người dùng, wen oá rùi)
Talim (chưa nghiên cứu kỹ, nhưng chắc cũng thường thui)
Voldo (cũng hơi nguy hiểm)
XiangHua
Yunsung
Yoshimitsu ( có thể hồi máu, khá wái chiêu + tưong đối zê)
Charade ( con nè bắt chước các con trên, hổng cần wan tâm)
Strategy & move list:
Cơ bản về SoulCalibur 2 :
Move List:
(phần move list tui chỉ đưa cái link đến trang Web có thui, hổng đưa ra ở đây, rài lắm, mà mỗi con có zài cái stance khác nhau nữa)
Có 2 trang Web có movelist chi tiết( dưới chữ kí tui đó). Đây là cái link cho mí bác lười tìm nè:
http://www.soulcalibur.com/souls/index.php (dành cho các bạn mới làm wen)
http://www.guardimpact.com/sc2/_movelist.php (dành cho ............cao thỏ, có hướng dẫn chi tiết đặc tính từng đòn, nhưng mè hơi khó đọc đó )
Strategy: (mí con hay nói trước và tui chỉ đề cập đến điểm hay và đặc biệt của con đó thui)
NightMare (mạnh nhất, đẹp nhất, khủng nhất v.v.. nói chung nhất tuốt)
Raphael ( zề lý thuyết đây hổng phẻ con nhanh nhất nhưng thực tế thì đúng zậy)
Ivy
Voldo ( zõ cào cào, zõ bọ ngựa, zõ cá.....ươn v.v...)
Taki (chưa thấy rì hay cả, chỉ thấy nhảy nhót lung tung là giỏi)
Talim (zề lý thuyết là fastest character, có tới 2frame nghỉ lận)
Astaroth (trâu bò húc, mass throw)
Casandra ( bắt đầu từ con nè thì toàn oánh kỉu bình thường, gặp NightMare của tui thì chết chắc )
Cervantes
Kilik
Mitsuruji
XiangHua
(lũ còn lại hông thèm để ý tới)
Other
Phần nè bạn nào có kinh nghiệm rùi hãy đọc không mụ đầu đó.
( những thứ khác, ví dụ những kỹ năng GI, UB, iFC, iWS, Guard Cancel v.v.. và vài nhận xét của các cao thỏ zề các con. Tất nhiên những cái nè đều của người ta tui chỉ cop zề thui)
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History SoulCalibuk 2:
http://www.soulcalibur.com/history/index.php
Transcending history and the world,
a tale of souls and swords, eternally retold.
Anonymous
size=15]Chosen by history, a man becomes a warrior.
Engraved into history, a warrior becomes a hero.
Song by a 14th century troubadour
Countless legends surround a sword known as Soul Edge. Some claim it was the ultimate weapon. Others refer to it as the "Sword of Heroes." ...A phantom sword with immeasurable power of the spirits...the key to eternal youth...treasure without equal...a panacea to cure all illness... There are even those who consider it the "Sword of Salvation."
Although no one could ever be certain of the sword's whereabouts or true identity, various rumors and folklore spread across the world. In reality, Soul Edge was comprised of twin blades that fed on human souls.
In the latter half of the 16th century, a warrior on a divine mission for the ancient god of forge successfully shattered one of the evil blades. Tragically, shattering the sword produced the opposite effect of what was intended. The balance of power between the swords was destroyed, and the evil of the blades spiraled out of control; its malevolent energy diffused into the sky in a form of eerie light. The phenomenon, which later became known as the Evil Seed, scarred the world with its evil legacy.
The remaining sword possessed the body of a man who took the evil blade into his hands and embarked on a killing spree throughout Europe. Macabre accounts of merciless killings spread fear throughout the entire continent.
Yet the massacres ceased after three years. Four more years passed, and the horrors became a distant memory and people felt safe once again.
...No one knew.
Four years before, a spirit sword named Soul Calibur appeared from the East, as if to answer the call of the raging Soul Edge. No one witnessed the final battle to the death where Soul Edge was shattered. No one knew that the spirit sword was left behind in the vortex of evil to stop the demon sword's powers.
Most people were oblivious to the fact that the peace that followed was the result of this battle, and the spirit sword's existence remained a mystery.
Unfortunately, the peace was merely a facade; the evil blade began spreading its influence, quietly yet surely, throughout the world once again. People unwittingly transported the sword to every corner of the world in the form of metal shards. These pieces of Soul Edge still embodied evil powers. With Soul Calibur lost in the void, it was only a matter of time before the evil sword's dark powers infected the entire world.
The following tales of swords and souls are of those who pursued Soul Edge for their own convictions and reasons...
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Astaroth
Age : Recently Resurrected, 7 Years Since Initial Creation
Birthplace : Unknown, Heretical order Fygul Cestemus, The Grand Shrine of Palgaea
Height : 6'4"
Weight : 287 lbs.
Birth Date : September 3
Blood Type : None
Weapon : Giant Ax
Weapon Name : Kulutues
Discipline : Gyulkus
Family : Servants of Ares, The God of War
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size=15]There are several things that cause monsters.
The first is the glory of God.
Ambroise Pare, Animaux, monstres et prodiges
The evil sword Soul Edge continued to gorge upon human hatred and threatened to envelop the entire world with its fragments...
Hephaestus, the Olympian god of forge, was not the only god who took notice of the sword's power. But unlike Hephaestus, who bore misgivings about Soul Edge, the other god was genuinely intrigued with the weapon. To Ares, the god of war, the evil blade's cursed origins and nature were of little concern. He simply wished to possess Soul Edge for himself.
Ultimately, the conflict of the two gods' desires began to unfold in the human world.
Ares looked to a heretical order to help him obtain Soul Edge. The desert-dwelling cult worshipped him as Palgaea the Executioner. Receiving Ares' oracle to seek the sword, the grand priest Kunpaetku used the cult's black arts to create a golem. The grand priest named the golem Astaroth, bestowed it with a giant ax infused with a powerful curse, and sent it on a mission to search for the evil blade.
Kunpaetku secretly desired Soul Edge for himself, for the sword bore a power that even the gods sought after. But deceiving a god was no easy task. Little did the grand priest know that Ares' servant, Ker-the agent of death- dwelled within Astaroth.
Contrary to its creator's intentions, Astaroth sought after Soul Edge for the god of war. When Astaroth eventually found it, the sword was in a weakened state, having lost half of itself in battle. Deciding that his god would not be pleased with the blade in this condition, the golem followed the orders of Nightmare (who wielded the sword at the time) and slaughtered countless victims in order to strengthen the unholy weapon. Astaroth became the subject of bitter hatred for those who managed to survive his innumerable massacres
Three years later, the blade had recovered its power, and the time was nearing for Astaroth to take Soul Edge from Nightmare's grasp. But Astaroth never saw his opportunity. Of all the souls harboring hatred for Astaroth, one soul with an irrepressible desire for vengeance reached Nightmare's stronghold in
Ostrheinsburg and destroyed the golem. This man sought to avenge his comrades who were slain by Astaroth.
Although from a human standpoint Astaroth was a wicked being, he was nevertheless the servant of a god. Immediately after his servant was destroyed, the infuriated god of war unleashed his punishment. The ground buckled beneath the man-who was already seriously wounded from the battle-and he disappeared
into the earth. So sudden were these events that the man had nary a moment to rejoice in his victory.
Soon after the battle against Astaroth, the revenge seeker's friends defeated Nightmare and shattered Soul Edge. They searched for the slayer of Astaroth for some time, but they eventually lost hope of finding him and left. For a while thereafter, peace returned to the world.
Four years passed since that time.
Had Astaroth simply been a creation of a mere mortal, it would have been an impossible feat. Nevertheless, the god of war's divine powers and Ker, the agent of death, along with the soil in Ostrheinsburg made it feasible. The Ostrheinsburg grounds, sated with the blood of those slain by Nightmare and cursed by their deep-seated hatred of him, acted as the perfect medium for Astaroth's resurrection.
When he was destroyed, Astaroth lost much of the weaknesses he had obtained as a result of being created with the aid of human hands. Moreover, during his regeneration, his new body absorbed several Soul Edge fragments that were nearby. This made Astaroth far more powerful and merciless.
Eventually, Astaroth must have remembered his purpose, for he hefted his familiar ax and vanished into the mist.
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Cassandra Alexandra
Age : 21
Birthplace : Athens, Ottoman Impire
Height : 5'5"
Weight : Unknown
Birth Date : July 20
Blood Type : B
Weapon : Short Sword & Small Shield
Weapon Name : Omega Sword & Nemea Shield
Discipline : Athenian Style
Family : Father Achelous
Mother Nike : Brother Lucius, Older Sister Sophitia
Sophitia married Rothion the blacksmith and gave birth to Pyrrha and Patroklos
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Here I sit, forming men in my image, a race to resemble me:
To suffer, to weep, to enjoy, to be glad-and never to heed you,
like me.
Johann Wolfgang Goethe, Prometheus
It was seven years earlier that Sophitia, Cassandra's missing older sister, returned with the mysterious Asian woman.
Upon her return, Sophitia explained that Hephaestus, the ancient Olympian god of the forge and fire, had given her a divine oracle to seek out Soul Edge and destroy it.
Nobody believed her sister's fantastic story except Cassandra. She knew that Sophitia was not the sort of person who lied. She also witnessed the Asian woman extract a fragment of the evil sword from Sophitia's body, while treating wounds she received when one of Soul Edge's blades was shattered.
Therefore, it was no surprise to Cassandra when Sophitia disappeared again shortly before her marriage. She was certain that her sister had left to contend with Soul Edge.
As if to answer the concern of her family, Cassandra's sister returned after a few years, her face glowing with contentment as she spoke of cleansing the lands contaminated by the evil of Soul Edge. Soon after, she married a blacksmith, had two children, and led a happy family life.
One day, after running some errands for the bakery where she worked, Cassandra visited Sophitia's home. As she looked into the sleeping faces of her sister's young children, she jokingly spoke to them. "Pyrrha, Patroklos, listen to me carefully. If you don't hold on tight to your mother, she might go running off again to carry out god's duties."
Cassandra's sister smiled and laughed, then assured Cassandra that she no longer heard oracles from god.
It was then that Cassandra's brother-in-law returned home after a day's work. The children jumped out of their beds and ran to greet their father, who carried in his hand a mysterious metal fragment. Fascinated with the metal scrap, the children grabbed it from their father's hand and tugged it away from each other
greedily. The way they fought over the piece of metal seemed unnatural-almost as if the children were trying to take back something that belonged to them.
Cassandra recognized the metal. It was a fragment of Soul Edge.
Knowing exactly what her children's reactions meant, Sophitia collapsed, shrieking.
Cassandra grabbed the metal away from the hands of the children quickly and shouted, "Dear Sister! What could be so terrible about this thing? What could this possibly do? Get a hold of yourself! And you call yourself the divine warrior who answered the voice of god?"
Filled with anger, Cassandra rushed out of the house and ran to the Hephaestus Shrine. "Why are you doing this to my sister? How can you claim to be an almighty god? Answer me!" she screamed at the shrine, her voice reverberating throughout the desolate holy ground. Cassandra collapsed on the floor, worn out
from shouting. It was then that she saw the weapon. It was the holy sword blessed by the god of forge; Sophitia and her husband offered it to Hephaestus after their marriage. Even after all this time, the sword had not lost its gleam despite being exposed to the elements for four years.
Cassandra held the fragment of Soul Edge up to the blessed sword. The fragment resonated and gave off a faint wailing sound-almost as if it was frightened of the holy object.
She realized then that Soul Edge was still alive. But she could not allow her sister to carry the burden, with a family who depended on her. Cassandra decided that she would put an end to the evil sword herself.
Cassandra did not trust Hephaestus, but the power to defeat the evil was right before her.
As night gave way to dawn, nothing disturbed the temple's tranquility. Cassandra was nowhere to be seen. However, something was amiss-the holy weapon was missing from the temple.
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Isabella "Ivy" Valentine
Age : 32
Birthplace : London, British Empire
Height : 5'10"
Weight : 128 lbs.
Birth Date : December 10
Blood Type : Unknown
Weapon : Snake Sword
Weapon Name : Valentine (Ivy Blade)
Discipline : Unrelated Link
Family : Adoptive parents deceased, Birth father Cervantes, Birth mother deceased
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She is the one who hides her secrets.
Max Ernst, La Femme 100 Tetes
Count Valentine, a practitioner of alchemy, was driven insane by his pursuit for Soul Edge-also known as the "Key to Eternal Youth." By the time of his death, his efforts to search for Soul Edge drained his family's fortunes and left one of London's most distinguished families in ruins.
As if to pursue her husband into death, the Countess fell ill and passed away soon after Count Valentine's death. This left Ivy as the sole surviving member of the Valentine family.
In reality, Ivy was not a true Valentine by birth. The Count and Countess found her abandoned in front of their mansion when she was an infant, and she was taken into the family as an adopted child. Ivy iscovered this secret only after reading a will left behind by the Countess in her death. But this did not matter to her, for the Valentines were the only parents she knew.
Obeying the last wishes of her adoptive father, Ivy continued the search for Soul Edge and studied alchemy. During this investigation, she uncovered the true nature of the sword-it was an evil blade that feasted on souls. In order to avenge the death her father, who was driven insane by the allure of Soul Edge,
Ivy vowed to use all of her knowledge to destroy it. She invoked strange powers through occult rituals to summon a mysterious individual who gave life to the whip-like, mechanical sword she dubbed "Ivy Blade."
The sword, which had a will of its own, accompanied and protected Ivy on her journey to vanquish Soul Edge.
When she crossed paths with Nightmare-the one who breathed life into her sword-she agreed to assist him in the "summoning of souls." Little did she know that it was all part of the evil sword's plans.
Ivy realized it was Nightmare who possessed Soul Edge. She came to this revelation only after he was defeated and the evil blade was shattered. That meant that the beloved blade she had forged to destroy Soul Edge had life thanks to the power of the evil blade. She also learned the secrets of her true lineage.
Ivy's birth father...he once wielded Soul Edge and was manipulated by its wicked powers!
Shaken by the horrifying truth, Ivy returned home and locked herself away in a dark laboratory. She tried countless times to destroy Ivy Blade, which was now a symbol of her self-hatred and regret. She could not, however, bring herself to actually break the sword. "I am the same as this sword... Yes, the blood of the evil blade flows through me. The same blood..."
Ivy Blade waited for its master's orders silently.
After months of soul searching, Ivy emerged with renewed resolve. Her goal was no longer to destroy the evil sword, but to completely wipe it out of existence. As a vow to her commitment, she renamed her sword "Valentine." And when she acquired information about fragments of Soul Edge being scattered throughout the world, she immediately departed on her new journey.
Ivy intended to destroy every fragment of Soul Edge, anyone who carried its tainted bloodline, and anyone contaminated by its evil. Nothing would stop her from destroying the root of the evil, even if it meant killing the innocent-there would be no exceptions. The only thing that mattered was obliterating the evil sword's existence completely. "...Call me a monster, a demon if you must. I'll be happy to be called those names if it is the price I must pay to eliminate the existence of the evil blade!!"
This was the beginning of her long, arduous journey. A journey where she would ultimately have to destroy herself and all that was related to her.
Ivy's adoptive family name "Valentine" became a symbol of her will to live as a "human" even though the cursed blood of the demonic blade ran strong within her.
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Kilik
Age : 23
Birthplace : Unknown, Raised in Ling-Sheg Su Templa, Ming Empire
Height : 5'6"
Weight : 139 lbs.
Birth Date : February 9
Blood Type : A
Weapon : Rod
Weapon Name : Kali-Yuga
Discipline : Secret Art of Ling-Sheng Su Style Rod
Family : Murdered everyone at Ling-Sheng Su Temple where he was raised Master Edgemaster
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Man reaches, stumbles forward, painfully, mistakenly sometimes.
Having stepped forward, he may slip back, but only half a step,
never the full step back.
John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath
Kilik was an orphan found abandoned on Ling-Sheng Su Mountain as an infant. The
elders at the temple took him in and cared for him as their own. Martial arts
became a part of his daily life from a young age, and Kilik became especially
fond of fighting with the rod. By his sixteenth year, he became so proficient
with the weapon that he was selected as the successor of the secret arts of the
rod.
The Ling-Sheng Su Temple had three sacred treasures, one of which was a rod
known as Kali-Yuga. Becoming the successor of the secret art meant that this
revered treasure would eventually be passed down to him. Tragically, the Evil
Seed rained down upon the temple the night before the succession ceremony.
Driven insane by the Evil Seed, the residents of the temple butchered one
another in a bloody riot. An elderly man found an exhausted Kilik the following
morning and saved him from imminent death. He was the lone survivor of the
ordeal. The Ling-Sheng Su Temple, which had once flourished with martial arts
students, was forever obliterated from the face of the earth.
When Kilik awoke, he found himself in an old man's hermitage. Along with Kali-
Yuga, Dvapara-Yuga, a mirrored sash that was one of the three sacred treasures,
rested on his shoulder. Dvapara-Yuga belonged to Xianglian, another orphan at
the temple who had been like an older sister to him.
The Evil Seed had spun Kilik's destructive instincts out of control. When he
regained his sanity, he was already wearing Dvapara-Yuga. He realized the sacred
treasure must have cleansed the evil energy from his body. The only person who
could have placed Dvapara-Yuga on him was Xianglian.
And he had killed her.
He had taken Xianglian's life. She would have survived had she kept Dvapara-Yuga
on herself. Instead, she gave the mirrored sash to Kilik and lost her life after
being overcome by madness. Why did she sacrifice herself in order to save him?
And what was Kilik supposed to live for, when everyone he loved had been slain
by his own hands?
After a long period of self-loathing and blame, Kilik concluded that the only
thing he could do was to destroy the evil resident within him. "The root of all
the evil is Soul Edge," the elderly man said. He said this as if he had been
waiting for Kilik to reach this conclusion by himself. "You, along with Kali-
Yuga, which absorbs spiritual energy, have been filled with evil power ever
since that fateful night. Dvapara-Yuga is the only thing that maintains the
balance between good and evil."
The old man, who lived alone in a remote region, turned out to be a martial arts
advisor for the Ling-Sheng Su Temple.
Under the advisor's tutelage, Kilik learned the secret art of the Ling-Sheng Su
style rod and techniques to control the evil energy within both Kali-Yuga and
himself. In time, Kilik left on a journey to destroy the demonic sword. During
his travels, Xianghua and Maxi joined Kilik on his quest.
They eventually reached Nightmare's stronghold but were surrounded by
Nightmare's horde. Through Maxi's selfless actions, Kilik and Xianghua were able
to slash their way through the endless waves of foes to reach Nightmare. They
challenged their powerful adversary, and a fierce battle ensued. Ultimately, the
power of Xianghua's Soul Calibur prevailed- they succeeded in destroying the
evil blade.
Dvapara-Yuga shattered during the violent encounter against Nightmare. It was
then that Kilik realized the evil within his body remained under control, even
without the sacred treasure. During the long journey, he had gained the ability
to suppress the demonic powers within him.
For some time, Xianghua and Kilik searched for Maxi, but could find nary a trace
of the lost pirate. The two of them eventually went their separate ways- Kilik
returned to his master in order to perfect the technique of neutralizing and
purifying the evil energy over time.
Four years had passed since the fateful battle.
One day, Kilik sensed a malevolent aura- it had the same energy as the wicked,
demonic blade. Soul Edge still existed! Merely shattering the weapon had not
destroyed it. "If brute strength alone wasn't enough to destroy Soul Edge, would
it be possible to absorb all of its powers into Kali-Yuga?" Kilik wondered.
"Kali-Yuga can absorb any form of energy, so it should be possible to keep all
of the blade's evil power under my control. Then I can try to purify it over
time..."
He then realized the enormity of his plan. Four years had passed since he'd
begun his training, yet he had been unable to completely purify the evil inside
his body. It would take a long time to purge the colossal amount of demonic
energy possessed by Soul Edge, but it did not matter- his mind was made up.
Kilik was willing to make the sacrifice as a means to atone for the deaths he
caused.
Even if it took an entire lifetime.
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Maxi
Age : 28
Birthplace : Ryukyu Kingdom
Height : 5'8"
Weight : 126 lbs.
Birth Date : May 1
Blood Type : O
Weapon : Nunchaku
Weapon Name : Soryuju
Discipline : Shissen Karihadi
Family : Both parents deceased, his crew slain by Astaroth
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We lose the certain things, while we seek the uncertain ones.
Latin Proverb
Maxi, the pirate from Ryukyu (present-day Okinawa, Japan), led a crew of
trustworthy men and lived carefree on the high seas. Having traveled throughout
the seas of Asia, Maxi looked to the west for new lands to explore and sailed a
southerly route towards Europe. While docked at a harbor in India, he
encountered Kilik, a young man searching for Soul Edge.
Unfortunately, this proved to be a star-crossed encounter.
The hidden evil resident within Kilik attracted unwanted attention from a horde
of monsters. The ensuing battle took the lives of Maxi's crew, who were helpless
against these nightmarish foes. Kilik and Maxi were the only survivors of the
bloody carnage.
After the massacre, Maxi traveled with Kilik and swore to seek revenge for his
fallen comrades. Maxi was certain that Astaroth, the leader of the monsters,
would appear before Kilik once again.
Xianghua later joined their journey, and the three of them headed towards Europe.
The travels through unfamiliar lands strengthened the friendships between Maxi
and his new companions.
Eventually, the group made their way into Nightmare's stronghold. Nightmare, who
possessed Soul Edge, commanded his horde to attack the intruders. Maxi
recognized them as the same monsters that murdered his crew; he knew that his
sworn enemy was nearby. Almost as if to acknowledge Maxi's presence, a hulking
silhouette emerged from the shadows.
Maxi forced his companions to go on while he stayed behind to confront Astaroth.
He used every ounce of his strength and avenged his fallen crew by destroying
the golem, but at a price- Maxi suffered grave injuries during the battle.
Immediately after Astaroth's defeat, the outraged god of war commanded the earth
to swallow up the weakened pirate. Unconscious, Maxi fell into a river that
flowed deep underground and was carried away quietly by its icy currents.
Above ground, the only trace of Maxi left behind was his nunchaku.
When Maxi awoke, he found himself resting on a riverbank. His mind was lucid,
but he could not feel his extremities. He soon realized that he had suffered
debilitating injuries that prevented him from moving freely.
Fortunately, a person from a nearby village rescued Maxi, and took him to the
village. With his vast knowledge, strong sense of duty, and likeable personality,
it did not take long for Maxi to be accepted by the villagers. After some time,
his strength began to return, but his arms and legs would not heal- it seemed
unlikely that he would be able to return to his carefree, nomadic lifestyle.
Nevertheless, Maxi was satisfied with his new life. He had exacted his revenge
against the one responsible for his crew's death. Although he was curious about
Kilik and Xianghua's fortunes, as long as the peace continued, he believed that
they had vanquished the root of the evil. "I wouldn't mind spending the rest of
my life here in this village," thought Maxi.
Four years passed, then a rumor reached the village. "When the enormous man with
a gigantic axe comes through... Nothing remains in his wake!"
Maxi had a horrible feeling that it was him. The more information he gathered,
the more convinced he became that it was indeed Astaroth. "That freak is still
alive. How can I be here, living peacefully, when I haven't avenged my crew?"
Unfortunately, his limbs still refused to move.
As if he were reading Maxi's mind, an elderly village medicine man paid him a
visit. "If you wish to gain something of value, then you must part with
something of equal value," counseled the elder.
Maxi implored the elder and convinced him to treat his injuries with his secret
arts. The elder had found a peculiar rare metal fragment recently and used that
precious item for the mysterious treatment.
Several days later, Maxi left the village with the promise to return one day.
In exchange for the restoration of his limbs to seek revenge, Maxi lost
something just as precious as the slain comrades he swore to avenge- the
memories of Kilik and Xianghua.
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Heishiro Mitsurugi
Age : 29
Birthplace : Bizen, Japan
Height : 5'7"
Weight : 143 lbs.
Birth Date : June 8
Blood Type : AB
Weapon : Katana
Weapon Name : Shishi-Oh
Discipline : Tenpu-Kosai-Ryu sai
Family : Parents and siblings all taken by sickness
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Carnivores never become corpulent.
Anthelme Brillat-Savarin, La Physiologie du Gout
Mitsurugi was born in Japan to a peasant family during a time of war.
Nevertheless, this did not stop him from becoming a renowned mercenary. His
reputation earned him nicknames such as "The Mercenary of War," "One Man Army,"
and "Demon."
As a mercenary, Mitsurugi fought in and triumphed over countless battles. Every
enemy who faced him in combat feared his invincible blade. That was until a new
breed of weapon was introduced. Rifles known as Tanegashima were brought in for
practical use by the famous shogun Nobunaga Oda.
For Mitsurugi, who relied purely on his strength and skill, the Tanegashima was
a serious threat. Simply by holding this "pipe," even the lowliest foot soldier
could become a powerful force on the battlefield. Unable to accept such a
preposterous notion, Mitsurugi looked for ways to defeat the rifle.
Unfortunately, he could not find a good way to overcome the new weapon.
Frustrated, Mitsurugi challenged Tanegashima to a duel, but lost when he was
shot through the right shoulder.
But this did not deter Mitsurugi's spirit. He resolved to defeat the rifle by
finding a powerful weapon that would enable him to achieve this goal. It was
then that he heard a rumor from overseas about Soul Edge. At the time, a man
known as Nightmare wielded the giant, grotesquely shaped blade. Hearing stories
of its immense powers, Mitsurugi set off across the ocean in pursuit of the
sword without a moment's hesitation.
He headed west towards Europe, where Nightmare supposedly roamed. Travels
through foreign countries were difficult for Mitsurugi, who was unable to
understand the languages of the places he visited. Nonetheless, he continued his
travel, making ends meet by fighting battles as a mercenary. The added benefit
of his mercenary lifestyle was that he was able to maintain his fighting form.
But time was callous and unforgiving. Eventually, rumors that Nightmare had
disappeared reached Mitsurugi, and Soul Edge's trail ran cold. Mitsurugi was
still unwilling to give up, and continued his search around the world's
battlefields for signs of the ultimate blade.
Four years after his quest had begun, while visiting a castle near the Ming
frontier, Mitsurugi stumbled upon the trail of Soul Edge. It was a metal
fragment of Soul Edge that he came across by accident.
Walking past one of the back alleys of the city, Mitsurugi came to a halt when
he witnessed several assassins surrounding a gravely wounded man. When the
assassins saw Mitsurugi, they pounced upon him, intending to leave no
eyewitnesses behind. A vicious melee ensued, and Mitsurugi drove back the
assailants, saving the man's life as a result.
The badly injured man handed Mitsurugi a piece of metal-perhaps he thought that
he would be unable to accomplish his mission with his wounds. He asked Mitsurugi
to keep it safe. He seemed afraid to let it fall into someone else's hands, but
he would not explain any further. Without another word, the man vanished into a
dark alley.
Looking at the metal fragment in his hand, Mitsurugi pondered, "If Soul Edge was
so powerful, why would it shatter?"
Mitsurugi had a difficult time believing the man who gave him the fragment, but
there was no denying the sincerity in the man's eyes. "Besides," Mitsurugi
reasoned, "why would a man on the verge of death lie to a complete stranger?"
Soon after, a grave story circulated through the castle. Apparently, a servant
of the Ming Emperor arrived at the castle, demanding the "Sword of Heroes." When
the servant steadfastly refused to leave without the sword, the lord of the
castle slew him, exclaiming that he could not turn over something he did not
have. "War is coming," thought Mitsurugi.
He sensed the same storm brewing that he had felt before in countless battlefields.
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Nightmare
Age : Unknown
Birthplace : Unknown
Height : 5'6"
Weight : 209 lbs.
Birth Date : Unknown
Blood Type : Unknown
Weapon : Soul Edge - Zweihander Type
Weapon Name : Soul Edge - Male
Discipline : Original Style, Styles memorized of Soul Edge
Family : Unknown
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What a chimera, then, is man! What a novelty! What a monster,
what a chaos, what a contradiction, what a prodigy!
Blaise Pascal Pensees
At one time, Nightmare committed countless cold-blooded murders while under the
control of Soul Edge. All who knew of him feared his crimson gaze and his
strange, one-eyed, giant blade.
Originally, he was the leader of a group of brigands known as the Black Wind,
whose stronghold was located in the Black Forest near the Roman Empire. It was
news of his father's death that drove him from his marauding lifestyle,
resolving to find his father's killer.
Hearing word of a sword known as Soul Edge, he became convinced that he could
slay his father's murderer if he found this ultimate weapon. He searched through
the battlegrounds in every region he traveled. Eventually, he came across a
sword in a Spanish harbor that emitted a strange aura beside the corpse of its
owner, who appeared to be a pirate. The dead body returned to life, covered in
flames, as if to protect the sword. Upon defeating the apparition, he reached
for the hilt of the mysterious blade.
It was then that he heard the voice of Soul Edge, the sword that feeds on souls.
It told him that if he used the souls absorbed by the sword, he would be able to
resurrect his father. Accepting his new goal, the man's body began to surge with
the evil energy of the sword. The energy became a beautiful pillar of light that
pierced the evening sky and dissipated into the atmosphere.
From that moment on, the man became Nightmare, the evil knight who would strike
fear into every corner of Europe.
Having determined that the power Soul Edge had at that moment was insufficient
to revive his father, Nightmare attacked village after village to nourish the
blade. Not satisfied, he sought out those with strong souls to feed the evil
sword.
The killings ended three years later, when Nightmare came across three
sacrifices for his blade. One of them wielded a spirit sword called Soul Calibur,
which possessed an aura that was the polar opposite of the evil power emitted by
Soul Edge. The battle between the swordsmen took place in a vortex of hellfire
and evil energy summoned by Soul Edge. After a raging battle, the evil sword
shattered, and both Nightmare and Soul Edge fell into the collapsing void.
With Soul Edge severely weakened, Nightmare regained some of his humanity. Along
with lucidity came the horrifying memories of the sins he committed, as well as
the fear and anger of those who were slaughtered by him. Moreover, he realized
that he had been the one who murdered his father.
Expelled from the void into an unfamiliar place, Nightmare disappeared into the
night-the evil sword still in his grip. But Soul Edge was weaker now, and
splinters of itself were left in Nightmare's footsteps.
He knew Soul Edge must never fall into the hands of another man. He set off to
go as far away as possible from human settlements.
Yet each morning, he awakened to the sight of people slain by him during the
night. While he slept, Soul Edge took over his mind and flesh, and he was
burdened by this new guilt. Nevertheless, he did not choose to take his own life
and end things easily. He knew that if he died, the sword would only find a new
host to continue its evil ways. The only solution was to find a place where the
evil could be imprisoned forever.
Initially, the balance of power between him and the sword were equal. But as
time wore on, his control over his body became irregular, and the sword held
sway over him for slightly longer periods of time.
The number of those who fell victim to the blade continued to grow. The sword
healed itself gradually by feeding off the victims' souls. After four years, the
sword had nearly recovered to full strength.
The fragments of itself lost during its escape...The evil energy dispersed as
the Evil Seed...Soul Edge's shattered companion blade...the other Soul Edge...
With dominant control over its host body, Soul Edge, once again in the form of
"Nightmare," began to pursue the fragments of itself that it had lost. It was on
a quest to restore itself completely!
But at the same time, he continued to fight the evil sword's plans with the
little sanity left within him.
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Raphael Sorel
Age : 32
Birthplace : Rouen, French Empire
Height : 5'10"
Weight : 159 lbs.
Birth Date : November 27
Blood Type : A
Weapon : Rapier Sword
Weapon Name : Flambert
Discipline : La Rapier de Sorel
Family : Foster daughter Amy, Cut family ties with worthless relatives
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A vice begins by choice. But through things such as heredity, intelligence, and mental exhaustion, this choice becomes something inexplicable, or is refined into something criminal.
Jean Cocteau, Opium: Journal Dune Desintoxication
During the 16th century, France was amidst religious strife. Raphael, the young
master of the Sorel Family, grew up with the tumultuous age as his cradle, the
scheming of noble families as his lullaby, and the rapier and medicine as his
playmates. His cool, unemotional demeanor created many enemies, but his quick
and precise decision-making and execution skills solidified the foundation of
his family amongst the nobles.
Unfortunately, Raphael made a critical mistake during the year of the notorious
Evil Seed catastrophe. He discovered too late that one member of nobility
supported by the Sorel clan became insane from the effects of the Evil Seed.
Consequently, Raphael gave his enemies the justification to come after him. To
make matters worse, treacherous members of his family who were thrust into the
conflict surrendered quickly and offered to hand over Raphael in order to
protect themselves.
Raphael hid himself in an impoverished town to escape from his pursuers, which
included his family members. But accustomed to a life of privilege without want,
Raphael could not bear the cold and hunger he suffered in the slums. He most
certainly would have died if it were not for a little girl named Amy, who hid
the weakened Raphael from his enemies.
For the little girl, helping Raphael was only a simple deed motivated out of
spite for the soldiers. For Raphael, a man who until then lived by his own means,
it marked the first time he owed his life to someone else. He felt emotions that
he had never experienced before, and Amy became an irreplaceable presence in
Raphael's life.
Raphael's exposure to life in the slums made him see the world in a whole new
light, and realize the meaninglessness of everything. Nobles quarreled
constantly and only thought of their petty interests and self-preservation. And
the commoners, tired of constant warring, had given up hope. The world was
filled with people whose soulless, meaningless lives made them no better than
the dead.
Convinced that the chaos of war was no place to live a meaningful life, Raphael
took Amy and left the poverty-stricken town. Avoiding war-torn lands, they moved
to a town in the countryside. But even with the new surroundings, he could not
get Amy to open her heart to the world. Even though her life in the slums
strengthened the 10-year old girl's wariness of life and gave her a tenacious
will to live, it erased any sense of hope she had for the future.
Assuming a false name, Raphael befriended a rich noble to obtain the means to
take care of the young girl. He employed his cunning to gain the trust of the
lord and those around him. And when the opportunity arose, Raphael poisoned the
noble and spread word that the "lord had left on a long journey."
One day, Raphael found a letter with references to the Evil Seed- the turning
point in his life - in the mansion library. He was fascinated by the information,
and it wasn't long before he made the connection between the Evil Seed and Soul
Edge.
Soul Edge- a demonic blade that promises power in exchange for one's sanity.
What if such a sword were thrust into the hands of the pathetic nobles? They
would undoubtedly fight feverishly for the weapon, and ultimately destroy
themselves. Commoners would be unfortunate victims of the war, but their
existence mattered little, for they were no better off then the dead. It would
all be worth it if the petty, war-mongering nobles could be eliminated to secure
a meaningful future for Amy.
But in order to accomplish his goal, Raphael needed Soul Edge; he was determined
to obtain the sword by any means necessary.
A grand, insane plan was brewing in his mind- all for the sake of a young girl.
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Taki
Age : 29
Birthplace : Fu-Ma No Sato, Japan
Height : 5'7"
Weight : 117 lbs.
Birth Date : Unknown
Blood Type : A
Weapon : Ninja Swords
Weapon Name : Rekki-Maru & Mekki-Maru
Discipline : Musoh-Battoh-Ryu
Family : Master Toki, Immediate family all taken by sickness
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Do not suppose opportunity will knock twice at your door.
Sebastien Chamfort, Maximes et Pensees
Taki began her journey when her fascination grew in Soul Edge, the evil sword
that resonated in the presence of her beloved sword Rekki maru. As a Fu-Ma Ninja,
her specialty was the extermination of demons. She possessed exceptional
fighting skills and excelled at forging weapons, which made her a valuable asset
to the Fu-Ma clan. In fact, it was she who battled and defeated the dread pirate
Cervantes, who was possessed by Soul Edge.
After returning from her long journey, Taki attempted to fuse a fragment of Soul
Edge into the demonic blade, Mekki-Maru. Much to her surprise, the Mekki-Maru
began to surge with even more evil energy, making it difficult for even her to
handle the sword.
Taki saw that the leader of the Fu-Ma clan, Master Toki, became obsessed with
Mekki-Maru. She deemed that it would be dangerous to hand the sword over to him,
and left the clan. Thus Taki became a renegade ninja.
Toki, however, would not give up so easily. He sent other clan members after her
in order to retrieve the powerful blade.
Pursued by her former clan members, Taki decided to destroy Mekki-Maru by
pitting it against Soul Edge. She hoped that the two powerful weapons would
obliterate one another. Unfortunately, by the time she found Soul Edge, its
wielder Nightmare had already been defeated by a group of warriors.
How would she destroy Mekki-Maru without Soul Edge? Taki tried to devise another
plan, but her secret desire to master the sword grew stronger by the day. The
decision was made. She grasped the fundamental skills needed to handle Mekki-
Maru during her journey; she just needed to build her mental strength enough to
overcome the evil influences of the sword.
Around the time she mastered the ability to use the sword for short periods of time, several Fu-Ma ninjas appeared before her. Unlike previous encounters,
these Ninjas did not attack on sight. Instead, they attempted to capture her.
Unfortunately for the ninjas, they were no match for Taki; they all fell before
her Mekki-Maru. "...I know they were sent by Master Toki...but why would they
travel so far to these strange lands to seek me?"
Searching through the strewn remains of the ninjas, Taki came across a metal
fragment. Although weak, the aura emanating from the metal was unmistakably that
of Soul Edge. The sword was not destroyed; it still existed in pieces.
Taki then realized why the ninjas had tried to capture her. Master Toki was
trying to gather information about Soul Edge in order to find all of the
fragments. Undoubtedly, pieces of the sword, just like the one she held in her
hand, were already in Master Toki's possession.
Knowing the effects that Soul Edge had on those who wielded it, Taki knew she
could not let it get into the hands of Master Toki.
Even without the sword, the head of the Fu-Ma clan was already powerful. She was
afraid to think about what would happen if Toki acquired the evil blade and
received its madness. He could transform into a monster with unfathomable
strength.
Taki headed for Japan. She could not allow this impending disaster to occur in
her homeland.
On her way back to Japan, she sensed the presence of the evil sword. The metal
she possessed began to resonate ever so slightly with the aura of evil.
After she hastily sealed the fragment, she thought about what she should do next.
Should she go after the fragments that her former master had, or exorcise the
evil sword itself?
Either way, time was running out.
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Talim
Age : 15
Birthplace : Village of the Wind Deity, Southeast Asia
Height : 4'8"
Weight : 93 lbs.
Birth Date : June 15
Blood Type : Unknown
Weapon : Elbow Blades
Weapon Name : Loka Luha & Syi Salika
Discipline : Wind Dance
Family : Father Sanput
Mohter Lidi : Grandmother Kalana (Village Elder), Bird Alun
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Nature does nothing in vain...There are no Grotesquesin
Nature: not anything framed to fill up empty Cantons, and
unnecessary spaces.
Sir Thomas Browne, Religio Medici
The moment Spain declared the Philippines as part of its empire, Southeast Asia
was thrust into an age of turmoil. The westerners introduced their new culture
without giving any regard to the indigenous culture or people. The foreigners
stayed near the shoreline at first, but it was only a matter of time before
their influence reached all the way to the mountains.
As if they felt the need to hide from the encroaching footsteps of the
foreigners, a tribe of people secluded themselves in a small village nestled
deep within the mountain valleys. The tribe honored the Wind Deity and lived as
one with nature.
Talim was born during this era into a family of shamans. She was raised as the
Last Priestess of the Wind during a time when western influences grew stronger,
and faith in the Wind Deity gradually waned.
One day, Talim was reading the winds, just as she had done since she was a young
child. That day, however, something about the winds felt odd. Unlike the normal,
soft whispers of the winds mixed with murmurs of distant cities, the winds were
tainted with an evil aura that seemed to devour everything in its path. The
screams, hopelessness, and madness of faraway places carried by the evil aura
surged into Talim before she realized what was happening.
This occurred on the day the Evil Seed spread across the world.
Talim crumpled to the ground and lost consciousness for days. The people of her
village were on the verge of losing all hope when she finally awoke. Talim's
eyes were filled with deep sorrow, and she cried without knowing why.
By Talim's fifteenth year, it was common to see western merchants and explorers
in her once secluded village. One day, a westerner brought a "vitality charm" to
the village. The elders expressed concern when they saw the unusual metal
fragment. They sensed that it did not belong in their village; it belonged
somewhere else. They also felt that its presence would have an evil influence on
those who came near it.
Talim immediately recognized the evil in the piece of metal; it was the same
malevolent energy that she felt on the day she collapsed. "I must return the
fragment to its rightful place!" Talim exclaimed.
The elders tried to prevent Talim from leaving the village with the metal shard.
They feared that the purity of the Last Priestess would be tainted if she were
exposed to the outside world. Her parents disagreed. On the contrary, they felt
that by experiencing the world, Talim's purity and love of nature would grow.
The young Sibyl left on her journey with her parents' blessing.
As her village slowly disappeared behind the mountain range, Talim sensed the
resonance of the same evil aura from other parts of the world. She could feel it
in the winds that traveled across the seas and continents, circulating
throughout the world. She knew that everything would soon be consumed by illness
if the evil force continued to spread with the wind.
Talim reasoned that there were more of these metal fragments. And like the one
she possessed, unwitting people carried the pieces to all corners of the world.
Talim knew she had to find all of the fragments and seek their rightful place.
Although Talim had never set foot outside of her village before, she was not
afraid-no matter how long the journey, she knew she would be fine as long as the
winds were with her.
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Voldo
Age : 50
Birthplace : Kingdom of Naples, Palermo, Italy
Height : 6'0"
Weight : 185 lbs.
Birth Date : August 25
Blood Type : A
Weapon : Katars
Weapon Name : Manas & Ayus
Discipline : Self-taught
Family : Parents deceased, Master Vercci long deceased, Four brothers killed through warfare
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Grace appears most purely in that human form which either
has no consciousness or an infinite consciousness. That is, in the puppet or in the god.
Heinrich von Kleist, Uber das Marionettentheater
Somewhere in the middle of the Mediterranean Sea, there was a small island said
to hold the treasures of a wealthy Italian merchant of death named Vercci. His
riches were stored in a chasm known to thieves who schemed to plunder it as the
Money Pit. Rumors circulated amongst them about the numerous traps that awaited
foolish intruders and of the eerie guardian who watched over Vercci's fortune
deep within the pit.
Although Vercci was renowned for saying, "There is nothing that I do not
possess," there was one thing he desired more than anything...Soul Edge. Vercci
tried everything within his powers to locate the coveted weapon- going as far as
leading a fleet of his ships on an expedition- but ultimately failed. During his
absence, Vercci lost most of his fortune to a war that broke out in Italy.
His possessions were the only things that mattered to Vercci. He took whatever
treasures remained on his fleet of ships and hid it in a pit that he had dug
with the help of his loyal followers on a small island in the Mediterranean Sea.
Vercci rigged the chasm with countless traps in order to ward off treasure-
seeking intruders. And for over twenty years, the Money Pit ensnared thieves who
attempted to steal his treasure, just as Vercci expected.
There was a man who stood watch over the treasure- a guardian feared by all who
dared to enter the pit. He was Vercci's loyal vassal. The man served Vercci on
his expedition, helped dig the pit, and after his master's death, defended the
vault faithfully. After years of solitude in darkness, the man lost his sight
and sanity. He even forgot his name, which was Voldo. All of this must have been
trivial for him, for his only desire was to serve his master's will by
protecting the treasure.
But he had forgotten something. Something was missing.
In the silence broken only by the death throes of foolhardy intruders, Voldo
slowly began to piece together what he had forgotten- Soul Edge, the treasure
amongst treasures.
Voldo ventured abroad in an attempt to fulfill his master's last wish. He
followed numerous leads, and he returned periodically to the pit to ensure the
safety of the treasure and the working condition of the traps. The guardian
focused solely on performing his duties.
One day, after Voldo chased an intruder away, he heard his long-lost master's
voice. Obeying his master's orders, Voldo followed Soul Edge's aura emanating
from the female intruder's sword. And after a long journey, he finally succeeded
in bringing back a single-handed sword that emitted a strange aura.
Upon his return, Voldo found his master's pit flooded with seawater. Voldo sat
quietly, barely moving, on his master's throne in the small chamber behind the
statue of Vercci, which overlooked the treasure vault now covered by water.
Voldo believed he had found Soul Edge. He had obtained the one thing Vercci
desired. Yet he did not hear the voice of his deceased master...
Four years passed, but it was as if time stood still inside the Money Pit. The
guardian's duty of defending the Money Pit never changed. Voldo felt as though
he would spend eternity in the silence of the pit, waiting to hear his master's
voice once again.
But fate brought Voldo back to the present. When he defeated an intruder one day,
Voldo found several metal shards that possessed the same aura as Soul Edge. And
although each piece was merely a fragment, they seemed to radiate the same
amount of power as Soul Edge itself.
Voldo finally understood why he did not hear his deceased master's voice. The
sword he brought back was not Soul Edge. The guardian did not know whether or
not the metal pieces were truly from Soul Edge, but he knew that the truth would
be revealed if he searched for the weapon once more.
Voldo collected the fragments, placed them on the throne carefully, and then
ventured outside. His mission was to bring Soul Edge- the weapon his master
desired to the very end of his life -back to the Money Pit.
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Chai Xianghua
Age : 20
Birthplace : Ming Empire, Ling-Sheng Su
Height : 5'0"
Weight : 101 lbs.
Birth Date : April 2
Blood Type : B
Weapon : Chinese Sword
Weapon Name : No Name
Discipline : Ling-Sheng Su Style, Self-taught Style
Family : Mohter passed away, Father also deceased, according to her mother
-----
Live without regrets.
Musashi Miyamoto, Dokkoudou
Constantly invaded by Japanese Pirates, the great Ming Empire of the East was
one of the countries that expended great effort to search for Soul Edge -
believed to be the "Hero's Sword" - to protect its people and regain its dignity.
Unfortunately, three such quests failed. The first two search parties never
returned, and the third group, which had just returned recently, was also
unsuccessful in finding the Hero's Sword. The failure of the third quest
devastated the Emperor, given that the group consisted of warriors hand-picked
from his royal guards.
Xianghua was one of the members of the third group. She grew up in a family with
a prestigious military lineage, and learned the ways of the sword from her now-
deceased mother. Even after her mother fell ill and passed away, Xianghua
continued to hone her skills and eventually became a member of the Emperor's
royal guards.
She was then assigned the prestigious honor of the search for Soul Edge, but her
mission failed. Falling into disfavor with the Emperor for her failure, Xianghua
was stripped of her rank of royal guard and reassigned to a menial position that
she had no desire to do. Her family lamented her fall from grace, but Xianghua
was content with her situation.
In truth, she actually found Soul Edge four years ago. But the weapon said to be
the Hero's Sword turned out to be an evil sword that had an infinite appetite
for human souls. "Nothing good will come of this if I bring such a sword back to
my country. I must destroy this evil thing!" Xianghua decided.
She battled Soul Edge with the help of her companion, Kilik, and managed to
shatter the evil sword within the fiery vortex created by the weapon.
Regrettably, her mother's ket
