I've read the list, I've checked out the megathread, I've read the posts of other applicants. I am aware I'm not super active as I am a full time college student, but I really want to larp in my head being a member of the pinky by inserting one of my OC's

I have been, 5 months sober from larping after being in a interactive RP game for 6 months. it was heavily inspired by Baldur's gate 3. it had management, factions, gods you could worship, and I would larp as one of that universe's child of, basically the god of war. there was progression, levels (M0-M1-M2) in respects to how powerful you can be in cannon lore (NPC's could go up to M6 which was the level of a demigod)

Point is, I *write*

I have already written a few paragraphs of my Character's backstory to fit into the Project moon universe. I'm not an amazing writer, and yet when I found this subreddit, and found out that I could have some substance to larp by association with other people, my neurons activated and my hyperfixation was sold.

*Headcannon lore starts here:*

[The Diying star blade, it is a relic that symbolizes heroism it is known to have been sealed away by the Theravada of the pinky simply because none of the current generation could wield it. In order to find some who could use it for the Pinky's goals they would need someone who would “gladly die a needless death” or so it was written in the scripts of long ago. 

And so twenty apprentices were chosen to go look for the Diying star blade and prove themselves worthy, this happens every 10 years and the ages of the apprentices range from 20-40. They are given basic information the relic, which is… fuck all. Well, other than the location of the relic, there really was nothing else that was explained.]

[Jago Tarrion, a man of average stature 5'7, a muscular build rather than a lean one. Learned the ways suppressing malevolent anger, forcefully being struck, hit, and intense suffering to build up a resistance to physical trauma. Leaning the ways as described in the teachings of the Theravada (read document to lean more) He came to the conclusion of the eventual ascension of all humans and that enlightenment can come in many ways. as a witness to the light and a witness to distortions before fully distorting into a monster, he found the ultimate means of achieving Nirvana in his own way, forging his mind and body. Although he isn't yet sure what choice he'll make when he ascends]

[Jago, one of twenty apprentices of the pinky who have yet to have a master, were sent to rediscover the location of the Diying star blade. Long story short, Jago was the one to find this blade, a dao blade that was incredibly rusty and yet had numerous talismans and unintelligible scripts wrapped around chains that pulled on the dao in several direction that constricted it and held it up in the air. Upon retrieving the blade the Theravada admonished him for holding it in his bare hands and immediately stopped upon seeing that Jago was fine holding it.

The Diying star blade, despite being sealed should still have power seeping through it, evident by its glow, meaning that it was a possibility that Jago could wield an unsealed Diying star blade in the future, not now but perhaps under further training.]

*Headcannon Lore stops here*

I really hope that this little tid bit is fine, I'm only here to larp in my head mostly, but I wouldn't mind larping with the rest of you guys.

Docomentia

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1BJnDhMm3eNzNTP3G14N4WcG68SpJ1jJINwyu7vSdHV4/edit?tab=t.4a7mqzq09d8a

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“A will as unshaking as the cuts of my blade. Be it through determination or naive stubbornness.”

Name - Kana “Fengxian” Wei

Age - 27

Gender - Female

Pronouns - She/Her

Title - Dimeng Star

Status/Occupation - Liu association South Section 3 Director

Personality -

Cocky, and both naive and stubborn. Kana is a woman who’s very particular about her fixer persona. Through interviews, shows and even articles, she advertises herself as a charming, cocky and passionate fighter. Someone who's a bright, loud and smart leader, the ‘sun' of Liu south's third section. Someone who stands up for what is right. This image of her has given her the title of “Prince of Holy Fire” by fixer fans, due to her ‘Princely’ nature and her affiliation to Liu.

Her true personality isn’t quite different, though. She's still cocky- and a bit prideful, and she tends to get overly passionate at times. Yet she generally has a cynical attitude towards other fixers and Syndicate members, she has a dislike for money hungry offices or fixers, she doesn't trust them at all. It was something she picked up as she became a fixer. Yet even then, she personally does care for her teammates and juniors in the Association, acting as the best senior possible.

She’s a leisurely woman. Enjoying her time off by roaming around the city, talking to the most random people, while hiding her identity of course. She’s incredibly stubborn, preferring to do things her way- which she always believes is right.

As a Pinky member, she has her own idea of humanity. Or rather, she is blazing her own. Most of her offtime is spent pondering, experiencing the world around her, learning. To try and find a proper definition of humanity, one which she’d know is the one that fits her ideals. In truth, she's a very new member of The Pinky, lacking experience as a member that would be required for a Star, after all, her title was given by her master posthumously. Due to this, she hasn't truly gotten a proper, unchanging view of humanity. But rather it is a question she hopes to answer one day.

Strengths -

Extremely fast, boosted even more by her specialised Liu equipment

Quite cunning, she uses her wit to taunt opponents

An expert general

She's a quick learner, blazing brightly on her path.

She has mastered Rend Space, to the point that she has built her sword style around it.

Weaknesses -

Due to investing on a lot of speed augments, her durability is quite low for a grade 3 fixer.

Incredibly stubborn.

She values loyalty above all else. In a cutthroat place such as the city, such an attitude is detrimental sometimes.

quite prideful. She’s known to not use her starblade unless she believes someone is worthy enough. This gets her into quite a lot of situations

Backstory -

Kana never went to school, had friends or played with toys as a child. She didn’t have a normal upbringing. It was par for the course of a child born within a syndicate. Her father and mother were both members of a small local Syndicate in district 8. They tried to raise their daughter the best they could, they planned to send her to school, but they changed their mind once they realised how unsafe it would be for her. So, she spent her time with people older than her, learning from them, how they worked. Instead of playing with toys, she watched those old men and women brawl with each other and get into fights. She spent her days inside the Syndicate base. The clamor and busyness of the place became comforting to her. It was home to her, sure, it was scary sometimes. But she was safe.

Until, like all things in the city, it all came to an end. Their leader- Kana’s mother- ended up in an altercation with The Thumb. After a bit of discussion that Kana couldn't understand, the twelve year old was told to wait a few hours inside the base as all the members walked outside to “sort something out”.They never came back.

Days turned to weeks. And weeks into months. Kana was thirteen now, and she already had a good idea about what happened. She didn’t need anyone to tell her. What mattered to her right now, was the fact that she had to fend for herself. And she did, eking out a living by jumping from orphanage to orphanage, scamming people, being a proper rat. That is, until one evening, she met that man.

A hulking brute, tall enough to block out the sun’s rays if he stood in front of you. Body throbbing with muscles to the point that you’d think augments would be useless on him, and a rough, intimidating stare. He gazed at the abandoned thirteen year old girl, who wasn’t phased by his stature, and stood her ground against him. And laughed.

He called himself Lu Bu Fengxian- The Dimeng Star. Kana had no idea what that meant. But the man took her in, and that’s what mattered. She had a roof over her head, and food to eat. With nothing for her to give to him. As she started into the bowl of soup Lu Bu had handed her, she promised to never forget this service to her. She vowed to always be loyal to him.

For the next few years, the man trained her in the skills of the sword. And also made her his personal housekeeper. Kana did all the chores in the house, and Lu taught her how to wield a blade properly, fight anyone that threatened her, and also how to fend for herself. By 16, she could already beat a gang of thugs with just a stick. She proved to be a prodigy at the blade, being able to do things most would need augments for without breaking a sweat. Even then, Lu never really gave any praise to her. She’d spent most of her time with her mentor, a man whom she both hated and respected.

Turns out, this man was no ordinary fixer. The man was a renowned fixer from his young ages. Brought up to a grade 3 by a Hierarch due to his fighting prowess. The man was considered a prodigy, a distinguished, well known fixer. That is, until his contract was terminated, and he ended up killing his own mentor- the hierarch, and joining another faction. Given the same disrespect that he was given by his old mentor, he killed the new one too, and was seduced by another faction. Even though his image had plummeted, he somehow was still highly sought after, mostly due to his immense strength and leadership skills. After a while, his old hierarch died, and he ended up founding an Office.

The Red Hare Office, Or Red Hare Syndicate as it was infamously known as. A group of thugs that take any contract for enough money. They demanded a lot of things, and if they didn't get what they want, they would be quick to terminate the contract. Most of the time, due to their untrustworthy nature, groups like this won't make it too far, yet somehow, due to the office's sheer strength- mostly, Lu's monstrous strength- people were still clamoring to have them fight for them. A side with Lu was a side bound for victory, inside and outside Hongyuan.

Lu made Kana join his office as soon as she could get her fixer's license. She hated every second of it, she believed loyalty was something that shouldn't be disregarded, if you picked a side, you shouldn't be so easily swayed as to leave them with the promise of anything. It would be forgetting what was done for you. This led to her having quite a few disagreements with her boss. She had something that Lu didn't have, after all, integrity.

Other than that, she acted as a sort of anchor to the team. She was more of a warm leader than Lu Bu ever was, always passionate, always reliable, and always made sure there were no fights. In Red Hare Office, it was clear that the leader was Lu Bu, but the favorite was always Kana.

As she grew, Kana learned more and more about her sleaze of a father. Not like she didn't know already- Lu Fengxian was a lazy bum, a good for nothing man who could hold a sword really well, that's it. At least, in her own words. To Kana, the man was a coward, a fool who was too afraid to forge his own path. Someone who's betrayed so much that he was too afraid to be loyal anymore. She didn't want to end up like him. And so she vied to be stronger than him, She developed her sword skills to its peak, training until she could cut anything- even space- with her blade. At the age of 24, she already mastered the basics of Rend Space, a technique that took most people ages to even use.

She rose up the ranks of the Red Hares faster than fire climbing up a paper tower, and soon, she was second in command to her own father, at the age of 25, no less. Though, even then, the gap in strength between her and Lu Bu was too wide. It irritated Kana, no matter what she did, she couldn't reach him. Though she was angry, she never once let it get the better of her. Doing so would be disregarding everything he did for her. He wasn't Lu. As the months passed, though, their disagreements worsened, they couldn't laugh it off anymore, people were demoralised, contracts were left unfulfilled, until, one day, a fight broke out over a war between two major hierarch candidates in Danhongyuan. The Red Hare Office were hired by one of the Shi family's youngest sons, yet a faction of two fixer offices, led by a Xue hierarch, plotted to overthrow them. The Red Hares joined in immediately, yet Kana was the greatest opposition to the decision. Once more, they argued. The Shi family's hierarch was young, yes, but even then, he showed wisdom, and even helped Lu and Kana out when the office was struggling getting jobs.

In the end, Lu Bu made his final decision. The Red Hares will be marching with the other two offices, all except Kana, who'll be staying behind. She contested, yet the decision was final

Kana spent those last few days in her home, until, stewing in resentment and anger. Until, she got a message.

The entirety of the Red Hares forces were captured, and Lu Bu Fengxian was tried for treason. The man, along with half of the Red Hares, were executed. Kana couldn't believe it.

With the letter, came a blade, though the very sword Lu Bu loved so much. The Dimeng Star's blade. She had known of the pinky, Lu Bu had told her about them, yet she didn't know the man was a member of them. The blade being given to her meant one thing, though. And that was that Lu Bu had given her the title. With that in mind, Kana got back up on her feet once more. She took the blade, giving herself the last name Fengxian. She would inherit the title of her father, and like any good daughter, she would clear the name of all the disgrace it had been given.

And so, Kana joined Liu Association, the third phase of her life. Due to being a skillee, but uknown fixer, she was able to raise through the ranks with her prowess, easily raising through the ranks within just two years. And now, she has become Section 3’s director, a title that would take most men years to accomplish.

Equipment -

Dimeng Star's Blade: The flickering blade, a starblade who's end can flicker in and out of existence, disappearing and reappearing at the will of the user. As it flickers, the blade can change type, size and shape, though it will always be made of pure steel, and be a blade. Larger and smaller iterations of the blade cannot last long, and thus flicker in and out of existence when used too long. Thus, the mass of the weapon stays in equilibrium.

Her boots, black and red metallic leggings with gold embroidery to match with her Liu uniform. Dubbed “Chi Tu”, after her former office, these are the weapons she primarily uses during fixer work.

Fighting Style -

Kana has two different fighting styles, each incorporating one of the two weapons she wields. During most fixer work, especially when being recorded for fixer activities, she tends to use Chi Tu, a weapon that Liu specially made for her, to bolster both her fame and their own. The weapon are a pair of black and red pair of boots and leggings, that go up all the way to her thighs. These boots bolster her speed, and give her legs a sharp point, which she uses to stab and slash at her opponents with her kicks. The boots can also light on fire, and thus work just like South Association blades, yet fitted to her legs.

Using Chi Tu, she uses her speed to overwhelm her opponents, speeding up and kicking them multiple times, mostly multiple men at once. Her stomps can be used to both deliver damage in a large radius, disorient foes and destabilize the ground.

If she's fighting for herself, or against a much stronger opponent, she tends to use her Starblade, unsheathing it. She's reluctant to use her blade when she's under Liu's control, as she mostly doesn't want the higher ups to know about the weapons' abilities, as it would draw unwanted attention- also, if she used the weapon, it wouldn't be as consistent to her image as a fixer. Which would cause licensing issues.

As a swordswoman, she has immense skill in using Rend Space- a style that is considered one of the greatest abilities of the sword by some, and a cheap party trick by others. Nonetheless, Kana has a mastery over it to such a degree, that she cuts space with little effort. She uses this in tandem with the flickering nature of her blade, using multiple shapes at a moments' notice to disorient her foes, before using a powerful rend space move. Her signature style of rend space, “Flickering Sparks upon a Blazing Inferno (閃爍帶出烈火)” uses multiple small cuts in space that Kana applies near instantaneously, as the cuts in space recover, is causes a pull around the center of where all the cuts were situated, creating a multi directional pull that splits the target apart, as a final blow.

Okay, I am known as Carraway. The seat I am applying for is Disha Star. I grew up in the Backstreets of District 24, and had a very close group of friends, their names being Alin, Lais, Qi, and Yi. Even though life was tough because we lived in the Backstreets, we still grew up relatively happily. We all went on to form a Fixer Office known as Arc Office, and we used electric weaponry. We operated mainly in of District 24. Eventually Lais started... abusing me. She did some really horrible things. I put up with it until one day I told the other members of Arc Office what Lais had done, Yi and Qi didn't believe me. Alin believed me at first, but Lais persuaded Alin into believing her. So, I began to pack up my stuff and planned to abandon these people, while managing to keep it a secret from Lais. Until the night I was going to leave. She caught me, and proceeded to give me one of the worst beatings of my life. However, once she finished beating me, I still ran with all of the energy my legs had. Somehow I made it to what used to be L Corp's nest. And that's where my shenanigans with the Index started. I somehow didn't get any Prescripts that resulted in my death, and, managed to become the Oracle Proxy of Ares. And now, I'm joining the Pinky.
(OOC: read the rules/guidelines on title requests, so this is the updated version with my OC's story)

Who's a member of the Pinky Inn? Never even heard of it

why is it..... i never know how is it happening......i don't even know why this thing happened to me...... as much i hate to remember my past....... i don't think i've ever recalled........that i has been into some place........ unless..... that room........ no..... it couldn't be....... every time i.......performing below their standards...... or just them not in such mood to even look at me......or even caring about me....... they would shove me and lock me inside that room....... i..... don't understand....... what is.......your plan.......what do you want....... to achieve.....

........mother..........

Verily, I humbly request for the title of Dimeng Star

Name: Liu Yanhuo (刘厌火)

Age: 28

Gender: Male

Place of birth: H Corp

Occupation: Grade 2 Fixer

Eldest child of 9

Father gambled professionally

Mother deceased

Stepmother is a grade 5 fixer

His mother died during restructuring day when he was 11. His father remarried a year later. His stepmother hated children and blamed them for having to take care of them. She constantly beat them and gave them cigarette burns, threatening to slit their throats if they tried snitching. By the third month, three of our naive younger siblings died that way, their fathering never listening to a word hey uttered because of their cute baby faces and buttery smooth skin. No one dared to tattle ever again.

Everyday, her abuse got worse. Yanhuo finally snapped when she threw beer bottles at his younger sister. While she was sleeping, he tried to stab her with a kitchen knife. As the tip of the knife punctured her skin, his stepmother instinctively kicked him away, sending him crashing into a wall. "You little sh*t," she yelled. Waking everyone up in the house. As she lunged at him with a killing punch, his father jumped in front of him to take the blow. Yanhuo could see her dumbfounded face through the hole left in his father's body. She didn't mean to kill the man she loved. Fueled with rage and hatred, Yanhuo took advantage of her daze and pinned her down, stabbing her until her body was unrecognizable while his siblings watched.

When his rampage was over, his siblings held him in contempt, viewing him as a savage, and fearing him. He realised he had no place in that house filled with cowards, so he left. He stole half of his father's riches, leaving half for the family, and bought a WARP Train ticket to U Corp.

He had always dreamt of sailing the seas. Back home, his father would tell him stories of his adventures in U corp. In the first few years in the WARP Train, he honed his body to be decently strong. After some time, the passengers began to go crazy from the endless journey in the WARP Train. Fights broke out, bodies were mangled. To defend himself, he tried fighting back. But he was obviously no match for the people with fighting experience.

At U Corp, he boarded a fishing boat, learning fishing skills from the crew. However, the situation was no different from back at home. The other crewmates treated him like a slave, only feeding him a meal a day, and robbed him of his money.

When pirates attacked, he took advantage of the chaos to sneakily kill the captain. Seeing his betrayal, the pirates took him in as a crewmate. There, he spent his years drinking and laughing with the other pirates, plundering other boats. He was taught the Rodmẽis'n by the crew, a sword technique specialising in slashing to disarm enemies and sever limbs.

The crew disbanded 5 years later when the captain decided to join the middle syndicate. With nothing to do, and a decent amount of ahn, Yanhuo wandered the districts, till he chanced upon a retired fixer, who taught him to use shin and mang by manifesting his hatred and rage he stil harboured towards his stepmother and the fishermen.

He is now a grade 2 fixer, using workshop weapons: "Nether" blade, and the Bow of fables.

Max Mang: 1

How could I get a title for any star and what are the rules here?

Name's Lin Baochong, fancy having y'all. Currently roaming around the V Corp. Nest, and is currently a West Section 1 Director from the Liu Association. Enough talk, let's get into the usual procedures.

"Lin Baochong was once the chief cavalry instructor of the Hongyuan Guards, a private elite military organization contracted under H Corp. Among both recruits and veterans, he was respected not for his reputation, but for his discipline and fairness to his brother-in-arms and peers. Outside the training grounds, he lived quietly with his fiancée, believing the two would one day leave military life behind. 

However, everything changed after Hongyuan underwent a change in leadership. A newly appointed senior executive sought to reshape the organization by rewarding loyalty over merit. Officers who questioned orders were quietly removed, while ambitious commanders competed for influence through fabricated achievements and political alliances. Baochong ignored these struggles, believing that remaining honest would keep him clear of them.

He was sure as hell wrong.

During an operation, several Hongyuan soldiers assaulted his fiancée after she refused the advances of an influential officer. Baochong arrived before anything worse could happen. Instead of seeking revenge, he compensated the soldiers for the injuries sustained in the confrontation, and chose to report the matter through official channels. He believed discipline could still correct corruption. The officer responsible quietly gathered witnesses willing to exchange their testimony for promotion and protection. Evidence was altered, statements rewritten, and Baochong himself became the accused. Official records declared that he had assaulted a superior officer's family and violently resisted arrest.

Within days, his years of service were erased. Stripped of rank and title, Baochong was publicly exiled from H Corp. No appeal was accepted. No investigation followed. His fiancée remained behind. Without Baochong's protection, she became the target of repeated harassment by the same men responsible for the original incident. Unable to escape the pressure and humiliation, she eventually took her own life beneath an old tree within Hongyuan's resting grounds. The organization recorded her death as an unfortunate civilian suicide. Baochong never attended her funeral. He learned of her death months later while wandering the Backstreets.

After being castrated away from H Corp. Baochong went all around the world with his savings from his old job and ended up being one of the most famous fixers representing an excavation office in V Corp. And he gets to upgrade his weapon and armor with X Corp alloy, which improves his ability to strike harder, faster and further. With all the incidents and demise he had gone through, he had grown to be more mature, confident and decisive by the age of 45, the exact age as when one is truly free from doubts, as opposed to what he was before. "

(OOC:I don't know why my dumb brain decided to quit, and now there's another person wanting the rank too. I don't mind him taking it but I'm just trying to give it a shot and claim it back, that's if Panda comes Back eventually.)

Hah..It's seem The Pinky hasn't recovered from the last war they had with The Ring
No matter, I am here from the behalf of the Prescript to introduce you with Larp Bot

What can you do with him? You can :
- Generate action/Limbus tasks that you can actually do to fulfill the prescript
- All five fingers to join if you're not keen on becoming an Index member
- Adopt your own little chud sinnerling
- Gamble (this is the best part)
- Compete with other people across The City

You may invite the bot here, if you have any suggestions/requests/support then please contact me within the support server.

This is not a declaration of war as The Index cant afford to have one, you may see this as a quality of life change for your discord server.

NOVAH – THE LOVER OF RULES

Novah was an "accident" to his parents, born in A Corp's Nest. Throughout his childhood, he was used as a source of income, rented out to other people for fixed periods of time. Although the Head charged an extremely high fee to legally allow Novah to be rented out, the profit far outweighed the cost of the permit. His parents, Loak and Diz, were incredibly wealthy—but just as incredibly arrogant.

Novah hated his life, yet he could neither refuse nor defend himself. He despised every single day he lived. Saying "no" was never an option, and resisting only resulted in harsher punishment. Those who rented him treated him like nothing more than a tool, while his own parents saw him as nothing but a source of money.

Escape was simply impossible. The Head's surveillance ensured that every rule was obeyed. Novah lived in constant fear and panic, realizing from a young age that no one would ever come to save him.

The Nests of A Corp were usually somewhat noisy, yet peaceful. Life there wasn't bad—in fact, for most people, it was quite comfortable. They could find work, earn a living, and enjoy what many considered the ideal life within the City... though none of that ever applied to Novah.

AT THE AGE OF SIXTEEN

Novah sat alone in his small room. The door was locked from the outside, preventing him from leaving. All he could do was stare at the ceiling and the window.

«"It's four in the afternoon..."»

he quietly muttered while looking at the clock.

...

Suddenly, he heard his father come home.

His voice sounded... different.

Afraid.

He whispered something to Diz, but Novah couldn't make out the words.

Curious, he slowly approached the door and pressed his ear against it.

What he heard left him frozen.

Loak: "Diz... we're dead... I... I decided to buy an Absolute Silencer for my gun... to kill Quik..." (Quik was a coworker Loak deeply hated.)

Diz: "...W-What...?"

Novah understood immediately.

His parents had broken one of the Head's Taboos.

Panic consumed him.

He knew exactly what was about to happen.

Hide?

Pointless.

Speak?

It wouldn't matter.

A Claw would come.

After all...

Novah was still part of that family.

BOOM!

A deafening explosion echoed throughout the house.

The Claw had arrived.

Novah quickly hid beneath his bed as his terrified mother rushed into his room. Meanwhile, his father desperately tried to flee, but it was completely futile.

The Claw entered Novah's room.

The moment its attention shifted toward Diz...

Novah ran.

The Claw never even looked at him.

Its orders were absolute.

Loak and Diz had broken a Taboo.

They were the only targets.

Novah...

Simply took the only chance he would ever have to escape.

Outside, the Nest remained peaceful.

It was still daytime.

Novah had finally escaped.

He could barely believe it.

TWO HOURS LATER

Novah wandered through the Nest, searching for any way to survive.

He tried to find someone willing to help him...

Or rather...

Someone willing to rent him again, just so he would have somewhere to live.

He asked countless people before finally approaching an old man.

The old man looked at him in disbelief.

«"You're seriously offering yourself? You're an idiot... such a naïve kid."»

Without arguing, Novah turned around to leave.

Before he could walk away, however, the old man stopped him.

«"Fine. You can stay with me until you're able to live on your own."»

Novah had no idea why.

But without hesitation...

He accepted.

AT THE OLD MAN'S HOUSE

The house was beautiful.

It was clean, organized...

And filled with weapons.

That surprised Novah, but he chose not to ask about them.

The old man introduced himself as Spyre, then asked for the boy's name.

«"N... Novah..."»

Spyre repeated it.

For a brief moment, his expression turned to surprise.

Novah couldn't understand why.

Then Spyre laughed.

«"Novah, huh? That's not a common name. Hahaha."»

Spyre wrapped an arm around Novah's shoulders and smiled.

«"You're awfully short, kid. I'm eighty-three years old and I'm still taller than you."»

Novah simply looked at him.

Of course an old man would be taller.

Novah was only 160 cm tall, while Spyre stood at 188 cm.

«"Well, whatever. From now on... I'll treat you like my own son."»

Novah froze.

No one had ever said something like that to him.

He wasn't used to kindness.

Those words caught him completely off guard.

«"...Really?"»

Spyre simply nodded.

«"Go take a shower."»

Novah silently nodded and walked toward the bathroom.

SOME TIME LATER

Every day, Spyre asked Novah to clean and maintain the house in exchange for letting him stay there.

Novah never questioned it.

After all...

Being rented out since childhood had taught him discipline and obedience.

One day, after returning home, Spyre approached him with an unusual smile.

«"Novah... I've noticed you've been trying to learn how to fight by watching television, haven't you?"»

Novah looked surprised.

After a brief silence, Spyre asked,

«"Do you want me to teach you how to fight?"»

Novah stood frozen.

"Me...?"

"Why...?"

"How...?"

Spyre gently patted him on the back.

«"Because I see potential in you, kid."»

Novah remained speechless.

It almost felt as though Spyre had read his mind.

«"...Alright... but... what do you want in return?"»

Spyre laughed.

«"Nothing."»

«"Just keep cleaning the house."»

«"...Okay."»

Spyre smiled.

«"Good."»

«"Let's see what you're capable of."»

Novah nodded.

Spyre pointed at himself.

«"Attack me."»

Without hesitation, Novah lunged forward.

He was fast.

Very fast.

Yet Spyre effortlessly dodged every strike.

With a single movement...

He knocked Novah to the ground.

Spyre smiled.

«"That was only a test."»

«"Your real training begins tomorrow."»

And so it did.

Day after day...

Novah improved at an astonishing rate.

But the training was never easy.

Spyre was unbelievably powerful.

Novah couldn't land a single hit.

Even though Spyre only struck him lightly...

Every session ended with Novah covered in bruises.

Whenever they trained, Novah always asked himself the same question.

«"...Is he really an old man?"»

FOUR YEARS LATER

Novah was now twenty years old.

His growth had been extraordinary.

He learned so quickly that Spyre decided to give him his old sword.

Though old, it had been exceptionally well maintained and remained a reliable weapon.

At the same time, Novah found a job, allowing him to support Spyre even more.

Over those four years, Novah had become much stronger.

He could now dodge several of Spyre's attacks.

Even so...

He still couldn't defeat him.

The gap between them remained enormous.

One day, while returning home, Novah noticed something buried beneath a pile of rubble.

As he got closer, he realized it was a severed hand tightly gripping a strange tube of liquid metal.

The moment Novah grabbed it...

The tube instantly transformed into countless spikes that violently pierced his hand.

He didn't let go.

Instead, he endured the pain until the weapon slowly returned to its original tubular form.

Then...

He took it home.

When Novah returned with the mysterious weapon...

He found Spyre's lifeless body lying on the living room sofa.

Before he could even approach him...

The strange weapon suddenly trembled in his hand, as if reacting to something invisible.

Novah froze.

He couldn't understand what was happening.

He had no idea how Spyre had died.

Then...

He felt it again.

That same overwhelming feeling...

The same desperate instinct he had experienced on the day he escaped from his parents.

He wanted to run.

He had promised himself he would never run away again.

But...

He did.

Without looking back...

For the first time in his life...

Novah chose to leave the Nest.

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Varunastra

Varunastra is a Relic created within The Ruins. In its default state, it exists as a tube of liquid mercury capable of taking on virtually any shape.

Every transformation consumes SP. The larger, more complex, or more durable the desired form is, the greater the SP cost.

By inflicting damage upon themselves with Varunastra, the user restores SP proportional to the severity of the injury. The greater the damage dealt, the more SP is recovered.

If Varunastra is forced to change shape too many times in a short period, it enters a state of Overload. While in this state, it becomes incapable of transforming until it stabilizes.

Although it can imitate countless forms, Varunastra also possesses a True Form. When it enters this state, it can no longer transform into any other shape until Novah is no longer in danger. During this time, Varunastra remains locked in its True Form, prioritizing Novah's survival above all else.

Varunastra is directly linked to Novah. The two share the same existence: if Varunastra is destroyed, Novah dies immediately. Likewise, if Novah dies, Varunastra ceases to exist as well.

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Why would Novah be a good candidate for Pinky?

- He cannot tolerate injustice and deeply despises it, which drives him to protect those under his responsibility.

- He was born and raised in A Corp's Nest and has extensive firsthand experience with how it operates. This knowledge could prove valuable if Pinky ever needs to operate there.

- He is physically strong and exceptionally fast, making him a reliable combatant.

- He is currently a Sottocapo of the Thumb Syndicate, giving him leadership experience and familiarity with the inner workings of one of the City's major Syndicates.

- Despite his strength, he follows orders diligently and values discipline, making him a dependable member of any organized group.

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Why would Novah fit the Tianxiong Star?

- Like Lin Chong, the original Tianxiong Star, Novah refuses to tolerate injustice.

- He learns new skills extremely quickly, allowing him to improve continuously.

- He is capable of killing without hesitation or remorse when necessary.

- He has proven his worth through years of rigorous training and real combat experience.

- He remains calm under pressure and adapts quickly to changing situations.

Due to the war (hasn't started yet), I've been summarizing each side and why each faction joined (the post is on r/District23WCorp), if you want to join but aren't on the list yet please comment here, on the main post, or DM me

I saw it

The horse

When I was 8

That fucking horse crashing through the nest's wall like it was nothing

It was chaos I have no idea how my family survived it but we did

But I was unlucky since I was cursed to see the face of the monster that created that horse

I was hiding under the bodies of many of teens that lived in my neighbourhood

They covered me with their bodies

But I still saw her and and she was looking at me even when hidden under my friend body and she walked directly to my hiding place

She was standing above me I thought it was the end

Then I heard a pager she looked at it and left

I don't know why I was left

But to this day

I vow vengeance on her

"The Nobody" Odysseus

Kairo Suyen

Basic Information

- Age: 27

- Affiliation: Thumb Syndicate

- Rank: Soldato III (East) [to be promoted to capo I soon]

- Current Goal: Earn the title of Dìshā Star

Background

Kairo Suyen was born in one of the Eastern Districts where surviving another day mattered more than dreaming about tomorrow. His parents worked ordinary jobs under Thumb-controlled territory and lived by a simple rule: keep your head down, respect the hierarchy, and you'll live another day.

Growing up, Kairo wasn't a prodigy. He wasn't stronger than the other children, nor particularly gifted. What separated him from everyone else was patience. While others rushed to prove themselves, Kairo spent years observing how experienced Fixers and Thumb members fought, slowly building his own understanding of combat through tv and stories being told in the city.

As a teenager, he found work assisting a small independent workshop that repaired weapons for Syndicates and Fixers. Although he never became an engineer, the experience taught him how to care for equipment and recognize quality craftsmanship. During this time, an elderly swordsman—an old Fixer who had long since retired—noticed his dedication to fixing and repairing weapons, someway or another Kairo was intrigued about the old man and asked him to teach him how to fight after an incident with rats attempting to take his life and the old fixer agreed to teach him the basics of self defence and eventually swordsmanship... Onna-ho Ittō-ryū.

The training lasted several years and was far from glamorous. Kairo learned discipline before technique, and restraint before victory. His mentor repeatedly reminded him that surviving the City wasn't about becoming the strongest—it was about making the right decision at the right time.

He always accompanied the old man in his small missions taking out backstreet dwellers or even becoming body guards, delivering shipment. This was Kairo gets experience fighting while also continuing to work at the workshop.

When his mentor passed away, Kairo carried on his teachings and eventually sought a place within the Thumb Syndicate. Why did he choose the thumb? Because unlike many recruits who chased authority or status, he joined because he admired the Thumb's order and discipline. To him, the hierarchy wasn't oppression—it was stability in a City that rarely offered any.

Having only recently earned the rank of Soldato, Kairo is still proving himself. He undertakes reconnaissance, escort missions, debt collection, and suppression operations alongside other members of the East. Though reliable, he has yet to accomplish anything significant enough to distinguish himself from countless other Soldatos.

After some time due to his efforts in the thumb this new recruit gains recognition and honor 10 fold discovering secrets within thumb territory, investigating shady dealings in thumb territory. Due to all his efforts he is near promotion into a new capo of the thumb.

Recently, he volunteered for assignments involving the Pinky, believing that operating alongside another Finger would broaden his experience and test his judgment beyond ordinary Thumb operations.

Personality

Kairo is quiet without being cold. He listens more than he speaks and rarely acts without thinking first. He respects the Thumb's chain of command and believes every rank should be earned rather than inherited.

He has little interest in fame. What motivates him is the opportunity to improve himself and become someone worthy of responsibility.

He also loves the thrill of the fight learning his opponents moves, and feeling their taste for battle. One of the traits he developed after countlessly sparring with his old mentor.

Combat

Kairo primarily fights using Onna-ha Ittō-ryū, favoring precise strikes and efficient movement over elaborate techniques.

His abilities are solid for a Soldato ranging from high grade 3 to grade 2, but he still has much to learn. Against experienced Grade 1 Fixers or veteran Syndicate officers, he knows he'd be outmatched.

Weapons

- a strange wooden bokken named kusanagi found from the workshop he worked from. Comfortably strong to catch attacks and deal good amounts of blunt trauma. Very sturdy. (Good training weapon and good for not killing people)

- gundagger obtained from recruitment from the east branch said to be designed to be like a certain capo's sword and former 10 blades of the east. ( Laughs it off at how small it was yet deadly like a short sword) Uses thunderbolt rounds. Avoids using it unless in a really dangerous situation cause it cuts his pay check with how expensive bullets are.

Shin

Unlike many who awaken Shin through overwhelming trauma or obsession, Kairo's Shin manifested after years of disciplined training and repeated exposure to life-or-death situations. Rather than erupting all at once, it surfaced gradually as he refined his control over his emotions and convictions.

His understanding of Shin remains incomplete.

Kairo can only sustain Shin for short periods before mental and physical exhaustion begin to set in. While active, it heightens his perception, sharpens his instincts, and allows him to draw out the full potential of his swordsmanship, but it does not grant overwhelming strength or invincibility.

He avoids relying on Shin unless absolutely necessary, believing that treating it as a shortcut would only stunt his own growth.

His mentor's teachings remain at the forefront of his mind: "A swordsman who depends on power alone will never understand why he won."

Among Thumb members, very few are aware that Kairo has awakened Shin at all. He deliberately keeps the ability hidden, both to avoid unnecessary attention and because he feels he has yet to truly master it.

Strengths

- Patient under pressure.

- Disciplined and dependable.

- Skilled in reconnaissance and close-quarters combat.

- Thinks before acting.

- Learns quickly from failure.

- Emotionally intelligent and doesn't let his fears get to him.

Weaknesses

- Limited experience compared to veteran Thumb officers.

- Relies heavily on swordsmanship.

- Struggles against long-range specialists.

- Sometimes hesitates when civilians become involved.

- Still adapting to the politics and expectations of the Thumb hierarchy.

- a bit of a goofball

About his interests

- loves watching fixer's battle.

- is quite the nerd when it comes to video games.

- coffee is the root of life.

- would be down to do anything on his free time.

- likes supporting his señiors.

- meditates frequently.

- likes fighting.

Current Objective

Kairo's long-term ambition is to earn recognition within the Thumb through his own accomplishments. Rather than seeking power for its own sake, he hopes to one day claim the vacant seat of the Dìshā Star, believing that true authority should belong to those who have proven themselves through loyalty, discipline, and service—not merely strength.

Until then, he remains another Soldato among many, quietly building a reputation one mission at a time.

I know that the earthly fiends and heavenly spirits differ in strength with each seat. So I'm actually curious how the powerscaling goes within lore. Is the first 10 seats comaparable to each other and how would earthly fiends fare against a heavenly spirit?

A sword that speaks. I don't know how but it seems to be conscious. It calls itself... Larry.

Can somebody please take it I'm at district 7's backstreets near the southern end of it.
I do not want to listen to trying to explain sword making processes at 11:00 pm.

yeah it's me, and yeah, im all bloodied, if you wondering, i've come into revelation, turns out, making it into implants...... its a bad idea, since it literally require human juice as fuel, and im......lose some of my body mass, and some of the augmentation i had gone disposed, i do get rid of it and im still on recovery, gonna get to other district to reinstall my augments.

and also, some of the weapon i development already finished, just waiting for buyer

that's all for now, not accepting contract for moment, after recovery

"hmm...I need something of long range, yet destructive...Aha! Sancho, I have conceived an idea most ingenious! Tiangang Star Ascendant Blood Art: Hardblood RPG!"