Name:Ikusa (Last name unknown)
Mask: Will do after this
Age: 18
Creature:
Appearance: Avatar
Bio: Ikusa is simply insane. He often times will speak to himself or mumble to himself when no one is around, but he does it even if there are people around. He will often be seen arguing with himself or staring into space. He cannot keep still hand has to have some motion. This is so even when he is sitting or just standing there. When he looks around he often times will let his eyeballs cover every inch of his eye sockets, since..of course..he is not well mentally. He does not really care for right r wrong, he just cares about fun. The more ufn it is the better. Killing is something he does well and he has no remorse about it. Often times if he gets blood on his fingers, he will lick it off.
History: I
Ikusa was born to a middle classed family in a rural village.
Ikusa grew up quietly, since the village never got many visiotrs. His father, Andrew, was a blacksmith and often times Ikusa would help with the workload. He was apprencticed by his father in the way of smithing. His mother, Lillian, was a wool spinner. She rarely ever left her spinner and Ikusa never had a strong relationship with her.
One night, when Ikusa was 16, on the harvest day, they town was attacked by a group of bandits.
His father, being a blacksmith, grabbed a few of his weapons and headed out to figt the intruders. Despite hsi mother's pleas, Iksa raced fater him. Someo fthe townsfolk were fighting against the bandits, but his ftaher wa snowhere to be found. He searced for what seemd like hours until he finally came upon his father and the bandit leader, engaged ina fierce duel. His father ws bleeding badly from numerous wounds. He wa sno match for the badit and both combatants new it. As Ikusa watche din horro, the bandit took a mighty swipe at Ikusa's father, decapitating him. Ikusa stood theer in a mix of agony, hatred, nd fear. Despite what hsi brain told him, he drew his sword he had gathered from the shop and charged the bandit. Starteled by Ikusa, they bandit king stumble dbackwards and fell, aloowing Ikusa to disarm his opponent and aim his sword at the bandits throat. The bandit begged fr his life and pormised that his crew would never again come to the village. Ikusa agreed to that and thrust the sword thought the bandit leaders throat. Witnessing hsi father's murder had sent his mind into the abyss, cauing hi to lose all snaity. IN hsi bloodlust, Ikusa went through the village and killed not only the remaining abnits, but all who m he crossed paths with. As the village lie in smoldering ruins an dthe blood of innocents and barbarians alike soaked the groun and created an unholy harvet, Ikusa began working on his final project of his smithing career. He created a halberd reaching 7 feet long and colore dthe white wood with blood of the town. He carries that on his back now, wondering the world, searching for nothing in partiular, but searching all the same.