Name: Hadoland Daimon
Age: 17
Height: 6'0
Weight: 220 lbs
Gender: Male

Personality: okay describe your character's personality

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Sealed Zanpakutō : Describe. One paragraph

History/Background: As many of you know how a standard human child is born, Hadoland wasn't born different from any other. He went through his first four years of life upon the blessed Earth without a hitch. Starting with age four, he began to show some attributes that you wouldn't in a normal boy. At such a young age, Hadoland was already reading, writing, understanding things at easily a grade seven level. It was extraordinary how fast he was learning, so incredible that people compared him to a sponge. The way he seemed to absorb information, taking in every scrap, every morsel in information until he would reach his capacity for the day. He quite quickly rose through the grades, earning top mark after top mark, but even for his small size, he was an excellent fighter.

Starting from the young age of five he began to study the Martial arts, almost immediately excelling past most of his fellow students. His strength for such a young age was something that shocked and stunned people, it was amazing how he could take down someone almost twice his age and over twice his size. His parents were immensely proud with his progress as he saw him devote so much time to training and studying. The most remarkable thing was, even with all of the things he was pushing himself to do, he still managed to have time to have a social life. He was very popular with his fellow school mates, always helping them, giving them advice, and it remained that way as the years drawled on in much the same way.

Five years later

Hadoland is now at the age of ten, still a young boy in many people's eyes, but his intelligence shocked at amazed them. He could keep up with people who had almost finished high school, though this was considered to be a super genius. They had expected him to be even smarter by that age, but it seemed as though the boy took more of an interest in his martial arts than anything else. With every punch, kick, jab, you name it, he seemed to grow stronger, that is, until the Quincy finally took notice of him. They were amazed as to how they had overlooked such a prodigy, so strong, so smart, so much charisma. Someone must have messed with some of their data banks and files, but that was beside the point, he was still too young for them to really take an active role in how he progressed, for he still seemed to lack any particular spirit energy. Or so they thought, in truth, the little boy had already learned a great deal of suppression, even with how little reiatsu he had, he could almost suppress it completely.

He had already held many a conversation with various ghosts and specters, and frankly he enjoyed their company more than their oxygen breathing counterparts. It was odd how much the supernatural fascinated the boy, he loved the thought of death gods, and ghosts. Even the mysterious appearances of sudden holes in buildings or massive footprints that couldn't belong to any mortal animal. The most astonishing fact, is that there were eyewitnesses that exclaimed that these footprints appeared out of nowhere! That just enforced the kids belief in the supernatural.

Seven years later.

For the last seven years, nothing of particular interest happened, he had learned a slightly better control of his reiatsu, had gotten stronger, and yet still more intelligent, but not so much in the fields of math and science. No, but rather in the field of military tactics, different fighting styles and so much more. Though, the people who had kept an eye on the now young man, had decided it was finally time to intervene in the boys life. The thing was that his parents wouldn't be a problem as they had mysteriously died in a freak accident about four years back. The story? They were walking down to the store, trying to get a bit of exorcise in the modern day comforts of Karakura, when suddenly. A large car was seemed to have been thrown at the Duo, killing them, and four other people. At age thirteen, Hadoland had vowed revenge, vowed that he would find whoever killed them.

So, the Quincy finally came along on the day after his seventeenth birthday, informed him of every scrap of the brutal murder of his parents. It was a simple explanation, a soul hungry hollow, the same that had threatened to wipe out Karakura over three hundred years back. I truly was a scary concept to think that more of those monsters were roaming around, and Hadoland had wondered how he would protect himself and the ones he cared about from such beasts. They gave him an odd cross, and told him to how to activate it. What emerged was a blue, seemingly crystalline bow, one that he would have to, with time, learn how to use.
Abilities: Flying eagle. 8 fighting skill, 6 intelligence, 3 reiryoku
Using his knowledge and skill with his bow he snaps off a small, almost unnoticeable shot towards one of the opponents vital organs.
Each character gets 20 skill points to start of with assign them to either:

Spirit power:

Speed:

Inteligence:

Kidou Mastery:

Fighting skill:

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