Gabriel R

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An #Oversoul Contest Entry! @Nulgath 
Unique collaboration: 
Character idea and story: @Redingard 
Art Adaptation: _GabrielReyes__ 
Character: Grand Summoner 
Name: Cyrano 
Rank: Master
Element: Fire
Backstory: At the peak of creation, the world was in disarray. With no sense of order or dissonance, everything was merely nothing. So, the world tried to fix itself with the birth of a god. Going by the name of Chaos, he was fueled by discord and hatred, feasting on the emotions of fledglings and their actions. And so, the world was plunged into darkness and sorrow. Again, the world was in disarray. And yet again, it made another god. Harmony, who taught the fledglings the meaning of order. Likewise, she gained her power through order and the kindness of the fledglings. The two gods were evenly matched, and dealt out their powers in equal measures. Without one or the other, nothing would take their place. But together, it functioned. This is where Cyrano's journey begun.

Cyrano started off as a simple, young and outgoing mage and priest, appeasing to Chaos in whatever way he could. Many feared the god, blaming him for their strife and hardships. They turned to Harmony, hoping she would ease their pain. While there were many other gods, Chaos actually helped the world with keeping the balance. Too much order, and the world would not know the struggle of life. What good is it when you learn nothing, everything being a breeze? This is what Chaos strives for. Whether it was mere prayer or animal sacrifices, he was one of the few that praised the god for his actions.

Over the years, he was well regarded in ambiguous ways. In his own world, he became an Arch Mage and a Summoner, a revered magical art. His knowledge was unbound, and his wisdom unmatched. Chaos was quite the narcissist, and the Summoner was one of his greatest devotees. At this point, the mage was a grown man. His faith never wavered, and his words held steadfast, he even converted most of the world that Chaos was to be revered, not shunned. It became a renowned religion, possibly even greater than the one that praised Harmony.

Thus, Cyrano advanced into the elderly age. The Summoner advanced as the greatest preacher of Chaos, and even became known to be his prophet. Chaos wasn't one for meaningless whelps who threw themselves at him, but he could tell that Cyrano was special. His dedication was evident, and the god said that he could do better. He invited the Arch Mage to his own domain, seeking to make Cyrano his apprentice. He readily agreed.

Under his guidance, the Summoner became a strange sort of demi-god. He ceased to age, and is abilities continued to grow. At this point, Cyrano could summon some of the most fearsome creatures the world had to offered. Ranging from hydras to phoenixes, his power was unbound while he served the god. Many years continued to pass, and he learned how to keep balance in the world. By his side, Chaos became powerful and unruly. The centuries passed, and the world was the essence of perfection.

However, Chaos began to see little point in an apprentice. As of now, he was capable of keeping the balance without any help. There was little point for an apprentice, as skilled as they may be. The god's religion and reputation flourished, but what did it matter? Even Cyrano agreed. The Summoner's devotion never faded, but his will had. The mere pleasantries of life were preferable to hearing to the constant bashing of whelps and fledglings, trying his best to quell the tide of dissonance.

So the two came up with an agreement. Cyrano would go back to being a mortal, living out the rest of his days as an adventurer. They browsed the world, seeking out the one perfect for the Summoner. Nearly all of them were unremarkable; dull, boring, and filed to the brim with pathetic mortals struggling for power. But then, the duo stumbled upon one world outside of their own. Unchained, unbound, and not living by the rules set by the gods, it lived in its own dimension. The balance of harmony and discord was completely wrong; the perfect place for Cyrano to adventure in. So, he did.

Knowing that it would be a one-way trip, considering how it lived outside of the barriers of their own world, Cyrano said his farewells. His job as prophet and Arch Mage was done; it was time to start from scratch. Retaining only his wisdom, intellect, and power, he delved into the unknown world. The world of Oversoul.
Attacks:
3 hit combo: Hydras attack their foe charging a water pulse hitting x3 times
5 hit combo: Cyrano casts ferocious flames creating a fire whirl over his foe.

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331 days ago

An #Oversoul Contest Entry!
Unique collaboration:
Character idea and story:
Art Adaptation: _GabrielReyes__
Character: Grand Summoner
Name: Cyrano
Rank: Master
Element: Fire
Backstory: At the peak of creation, the world was in disarray. With no sense of order or dissonance, everything was merely nothing. So, the world tried to fix itself with the birth of a god. Going by the name of Chaos, he was fueled by discord and hatred, feasting on the emotions of fledglings and their actions. And so, the world was plunged into darkness and sorrow. Again, the world was in disarray. And yet again, it made another god. Harmony, who taught the fledglings the meaning of order. Likewise, she gained her power through order and the kindness of the fledglings. The two gods were evenly matched, and dealt out their powers in equal measures. Without one or the other, nothing would take their place. But together, it functioned. This is where Cyrano's journey begun.

Cyrano started off as a simple, young and outgoing mage and priest, appeasing to Chaos in whatever way he could. Many feared the god, blaming him for their strife and hardships. They turned to Harmony, hoping she would ease their pain. While there were many other gods, Chaos actually helped the world with keeping the balance. Too much order, and the world would not know the struggle of life. What good is it when you learn nothing, everything being a breeze? This is what Chaos strives for. Whether it was mere prayer or animal sacrifices, he was one of the few that praised the god for his actions.

Over the years, he was well regarded in ambiguous ways. In his own world, he became an Arch Mage and a Summoner, a revered magical art. His knowledge was unbound, and his wisdom unmatched. Chaos was quite the narcissist, and the Summoner was one of his greatest devotees. At this point, the mage was a grown man. His faith never wavered, and his words held steadfast, he even converted most of the world that Chaos was to be revered, not shunned. It became a renowned religion, possibly even greater than the one that praised Harmony.

Thus, Cyrano advanced into the elderly age. The Summoner advanced as the greatest preacher of Chaos, and even became known to be his prophet. Chaos wasn't one for meaningless whelps who threw themselves at him, but he could tell that Cyrano was special. His dedication was evident, and the god said that he could do better. He invited the Arch Mage to his own domain, seeking to make Cyrano his apprentice. He readily agreed.

Under his guidance, the Summoner became a strange sort of demi-god. He ceased to age, and is abilities continued to grow. At this point, Cyrano could summon some of the most fearsome creatures the world had to offered. Ranging from hydras to phoenixes, his power was unbound while he served the god. Many years continued to pass, and he learned how to keep balance in the world. By his side, Chaos became powerful and unruly. The centuries passed, and the world was the essence of perfection.

However, Chaos began to see little point in an apprentice. As of now, he was capable of keeping the balance without any help. There was little point for an apprentice, as skilled as they may be. The god's religion and reputation flourished, but what did it matter? Even Cyrano agreed. The Summoner's devotion never faded, but his will had. The mere pleasantries of life were preferable to hearing to the constant bashing of whelps and fledglings, trying his best to quell the tide of dissonance.

So the two came up with an agreement. Cyrano would go back to being a mortal, living out the rest of his days as an adventurer. They browsed the world, seeking out the one perfect for the Summoner. Nearly all of them were unremarkable; dull, boring, and filed to the brim with pathetic mortals struggling for power. But then, the duo stumbled upon one world outside of their own. Unchained, unbound, and not living by the rules set by the gods, it lived in its own dimension. The balance of harmony and discord was completely wrong; the perfect place for Cyrano to adventure in. So, he did.

Knowing that it would be a one-way trip, considering how it lived outside of the barriers of their own world, Cyrano said his farewells. His job as prophet and Arch Mage was done; it was time to start from scratch. Retaining only his wisdom, intellect, and power, he delved into the unknown world. The world of Oversoul.
Attacks:
3 hit combo: Hydras attack their foe charging a water pulse hitting x3 times
5 hit combo: Cyrano casts ferocious flames creating a fire whirl over his foe.

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