Name: Primal Water
Controlled Quote -> The water flows agelessly.
Enemy Quote -> Are you worthy of my power?
Victory quote -> You are not worthy of my power.
Defeat quote -> You have proven yourself.
Description: The Primal Water is covered in an armor plate. With smooth surface, a horn on each shoulder, kneecap, and forearm, and a crest on the head, it is
tough to damage. It is colored both dark blue and light blue, with a flowing water design. He holds a large two-handed flail. (Handle + Chain + Spiked ball). He attacks with it using both hands, but holds it using one.
He is taller than most humans. He possesses a cape flowing like water, with his bloodline symbol on it.
Backstory: Ever since he was born, he was ''one with the water,'' as most people would say.
However, ''born'' does not necessarily mean from two humans, as most people would say. The reason is because
he was one day found at the beach, a toddler sitting on a rock, gazing out at sea. With no home, food, shelter, or the ability to make those, it was a mystery how he stayed alive.
All he knew was that he loved the ocean, fascinated with its mysteries and lore.
And strangely, he possessed a bright blue sphere, which he simply would not let go. Some say it was a true sign of a hero, and he was a gift from
At the time, he did not know that it possessed his true identity.
He was adopted by a lower class family, in a hamlet near the ocean. He gained a mother, father, and a brother. Nobody else would, nor could, since they were all very poor.
At the age of nine, it was known that he had the power to control the element of water with his mind. With his newfound powers, he was a great help to his family, friends, and the whole
hamlet. He was able to water the crops quite nicely and ensured a healthy income.
He was very clever and calm. He became an apprentice to the local monks, where he practiced all kinds of discipline and combat. He was told that in the years to come, he would be the hamlet's
protector, and leader.
Now, as a Water Adept, he was quite powerful. He was growing alongside his home. With his help, the hamlet prospered and became wealthy. It attracted more people, and grew.
He slew every other village that attempted to conquer them, and clew every beast that dared attack the people.
As they grew, a greed began to grow deep inside them. They soon had things they did not have before: money, power, and land.
They began to request that they should go and take over lands, to take what should have been theirs a long time ago.
Sensing this corruption, the Adept and monks tried to reason with them, which was futile. They were too deluded in greed, and gave no attention to the elderly.
It was him, his family/teachers, against everyone else.
Sadly, he took his family and attempted to flee the town. As they fled, the townsmen gave chase.
In the end, his family was slaughtered at the hands of his own town. In a boiling rage, he slew everyone, for they were wicked and corrupt.
He painfully lay his loved ones to rest, and proceeded to travel. He traveled the coast, until he reached another town far from his home town.
Because he loved the ocean so much, he chose to stay near it.
There, he started over and led a new life. He opened up his own academy, where he taught his students what he had learned from the wise monks whom he learned from.
He taught them how to be ''one with the water,'' disciplines, and that they should be kind and keep themselves clean, mind and soul.
After a number of years, he left the academy to his pupils, and travelled again. This time, would prove to be his last.
He arrived at a new town, and everything seemed dull and dead. The townspeople seemed gray, and disheartened.
When he met with the leader, he explained that there had been terrorized by a lone demon. The town had once been a prospering city. However, one night the demon arrived and
demanded one Human sacrifice per week. If none were to be given, he would inflict carnage upon the city.
At first, he explained that a group of their people would give chase, and only a few would return. All they reported was that they were shrouded in darkness, and screams would ring out in the night.
Leaving was not an option either, for the demon insisted that he would find them.
Disgusted by this, the Adept took on an oath to stop this tragedy. He offered the townspeople a final glimmer of hope. Once again, he would take on the role of the hero, and lead the people to victory.
Looking at the people, he decided to trust them. After all, they had seen both sides of the coin, both prosperous, and poverty.
He took no time, and prepared. He prepared spiritually, mentally, and physically, maxing out his power. He made sure each move possessed the strength of a hurricane, and that all of his movements
flowed as the river would. He had the face of the calm ocean, unstirred by any horror in his way. In the last two days, he rested.
At the end of the week, the demon once again arrived into town, preparing to receive another sacrifice. This time however, he was confronted by the lone hero. The wind stirred, as hero looked demon
in the eye. At first, nothing happened. The air was tense with pressure, and every person next to their windows, peeking out through the cracks at the epic showdown that was soon about to unfold.
The hero took a good look at the demon, who assumed the form of a leopard.
The hero stated in a strong voice, '' show your true form, you no demonic filth.''
With a sinister laugh, a glowing red triangle appeared below the leopard, as it became covered in blood.
It began to change shape, until it assumed a humanoid form, then the dark energy dripped off the hulking mass.
As the unknown substance dripped off, it revealed an eight foot horror. It had two horns on the head, along with a single bony wing with spikes and two tails.
With two glowing yellow eyes, it had a crimson skin tone, and dreadful claws. It possessed a muscular build.
The demon grinned, showing a grotesque maw lined with gruesome bloodstained teeth, and with a distorted voice, and laughed, ''So you are my sacrifice this week?''
With a scowl, the hero retorted, ''No, but I am your demise.''
''Is that so?''
''I hear no other answer but yes. I have the power of water on my side''
''Power of water? How foolish.''
Then, the demon lunged for him, claws and wing, ready to kill. The hero dodged it gracefully, and met the demon with an smooth fist of iron right in the face, and a knee to the guts.
Coughing up blood, the hero revealed what he meant by ''the power of water.'' He gathered his energy, and struck the demon with water with the might of a typhoon, and wrapped him in a whirlpool.
However, the demon broke free, and launched an orb of pure darkness at the hero. The hero braced himself, and took the blast. As it made impact, it exploded and erupted in a black smoke. The demon laughed in triumph,
as the watching townspeople looked on in horror. However, they still kept faith.
As the smoke cleared, the hero stood unscathed. Bewildered, the demon shrieked and fled. Before anything else, the hero took on pursuit.
As the chase continued, the hero followed it to the woods. And as they went on, he came upon a colossal stone wall, where a an opening was visible. The demon jumped inside.
The chase had come to an end, the hero arrived at its den. He would continue and vanquish this demon, and exterminate all the wrongdoings. As the hero took a step forward, he stopped,
for somewhere inside the den, a sinister laugh was emerging. However, it was not just one laugh, there were many. Soon the woods were filled with demonic laughter, as the Hero realizes that
there was more than one demon.
''Reveal yourselves!'' he commanded.
At once, he was engulfed in darkness, just as the townspeople described. He remembered, the next step were to be screams ringing out, or in other words, his death.
Suddenly he felt his hands restricted, and something clenching his throat. This would be his end, he thought. Though not yet.
At once, the bright blue sphere in which he kept for so long ever since he was a toddler, began to shine brightly. The sphere's light expanded and covered him. Instantly, he was set loose
and his throat unclenched. The light burned the demons as screams rang out in the night. Not his screams however, the demons' screams.
His whole history began to appear before him. As it turned out, his father derived from a line of powerful adepts of water. He ended up marrying a woman, who did not possess
any such powers at all, which explains why the hero's power were not as strong as his father's.
His father's bloodline was composed of pure water-based adepts, taking on heroic roles, fighting against evil forces, and most importantly recognizing the importance and sheer power of water.
He died a noble death, defending his family against an evil force that threatened the land. However, at that time, it was only him and his son, the last two remaining descendants of the
bloodline. He knew he had to uphold a noble tradition.
The moment before sacrificing himself to defeat evil forces, he compressed the heart of his power inside a
small orb. It was a tradition, that each member of the family would pass on their power to the offspring in addition to their already-gained power at birth, so that they would be even stronger.
The bloodline was known as ''The Primal Waters.''
After his death, the hero's mother took him and went to live near the ocean, where she thought there would be less evil forces. After days of travelling, she realized that she could not take care
of her son any longer, and left him as a toddler at the beach, sleeping on the rocks. Before she left however, she tucked the ''power orb'' in his hand. Not wanting him to remember her, she used the Orb to
''clear'' his memories, unintentionally taking them away and sealing them inside the orb as well.
The flashback failed to mention any specific names besides his bloodline however.
After recognzing who he was, he felt a stream of power flow into him. At once, he recognized it. It was the tradition being upheld. His father's power, along with his father's father's power, and so on,
began to rest inside him.
He was immediately adorned with an armor plate, with a smooth surface, a horn on each shoulder, kneecap, and forearm, and a crest on the head.
It took on the colors of the water, with a flowing water design. He was given a beautifully dangerous weapon to fight with, along with a cape that flew like water, with a special design on it.
He now represented his whole bloodline, and was determined to prove it and carry out the fight against evil.
After the light disappeared, a new hero was standing. He took on the name ''The Primal Water.'' As he entered the demonic den, he slew every remaining demon, each swing bringing
righteous death, and discovered a
disgusting plan. He discovered that the human sacrifices were being used on altars used to transport demons. They had been breeding here in the den, building up numbers until they'd swarm the neighboring
villages. He destroyed every altar and building structure, and crushed the area with his new powers.
He returned to the village as a true hero. He was offered the rank as leader, however he declined.
He knew that he did not truly belong there. He yearned to explore the lands, and help vanquish evil wherever it may be. With a farewell, he left, and started his own journey.
And all along, he was intent on passing on the Primal Waters tradition, but he knew he couldn't live forever. Because of this, he sealed himself inside the Orb, forever preserving himself until someone
worthy could take, and possess his power.
To find the ''worthy'' one, one must be able to strike him down in battle. Once he has acknowledged defeat, he would pass on the Primal Water's power to him/her, and the tradition would be upheld.
Battle entrance: An aquamarine orb spins in the air, as water spins around it. Then the Primal Water appears.
Charging -> Raises his fist up in the air, like a champion.
Spell -> Raises his fist up in the air.
Defeat -> Turns back into the orb, floats in the air and pulses.
Victory -> Turns back into the orb, floats in the air, and pulses.
1-hit -> Swings the Flail at the enemy.
2-hit -> Swings the flail around with water, then it turns into a water-disc, in which he throws at the enemy. It goes through them, and then returns like a boomerang back, and he catches it.
3-hit -> He extends his hands forward, and three water spouts hit the enemy from below 3x.
5-hit -> Throws the Flail into the air, and fires three water-balls with a tail that looks like fire from his hands four times, then the Flail crashes down on the opponent like a meteor.
2x Water Crash
2x Water Rapids
1x Fresh Start
3x Healing Springs