Appearence[]
He has long hair going even beyond his shoulders, his hair is a deep dark blue/greenish color, his eyes are blood red only after the awakening of his spirit. His small body grows for every rank he gains. His skin is a pale color, almost as if he was see through.
History[]
I was born sometime, somewhere... That's all that I know... My name is Jade Creed, I am the destroyer of this world, or atleast one day I will be. And this is my story and how I brought this world to it's knees.
The earliest thing that I remember is me sitting outside of the local bakery, I was sitting there in the ice cold dark night, staring into the sky which only seemed like a abyss of loneliness, but I couldn't help but feel that it was staring back at me... I never liked humans, but the owner of the localy bakery was a kind and gentle man, if he ever burnt something he'd give it to me, and even if he didn't he'd give me some fresh bread. At the age of six he took me in, he thaught me how to bake and how to cook, after I lived with him for a few months he took me to the spirit awakening ceremony to check my spirit. I remember being close to indifferent about the entire thing, but the baker... Sorry, dad. Was more than excited, he was ecstatic, he was quite a greedy man, maybe that's why I liked him so much. He was so different from me... He cared for me, when I cared for no other. Anyway let's get back to the spirit ceremony. When we finally entered I had to walk up 4 flights of stairs where I then met a very old man. He had short hair, barely growing out of his head, his beard was long and uncut, it looked like he just woke up. He wore a large robe hiding his clothes, it's color was a deep and dark blue. He didn't smile nor did he act angry, his face was expressionless like mine, we exchanged gazes before he hinted towards my hand. I stretched it out and he took it gently, the black stones in the room suddenly released a light going straight into me, suddenly the room turned frighteningly cold, easily below freezing point, the old mans hand that was grabbing mine even turned slightly blue, he quickly pulled it back and looked at me as if a was a monster. I couldn't help but hear some words from my past, "this child won't be a hero, it'll be a monster among mortals" after which revealed a slightly evil grin. I could feel exactly what I was, I could feel as if the entire room was a part of me I could feel how my skin had been turned a jade color and how it was below freezing point but I was still as flexible as ever and my strength had massively increased, I simply waved my hand and all the previous "cold", swiftly disappeared including my newly gained appearence. The man couldn't help but look astonished, he looked me in the eyes, which must have been hard for him since my hair almost always covered my face, my hair was afterall even longer than to my shoulders, but as he did he said "Innate full spirit power, Ice Scorpion Emperor". What he said was wrong... "Ice Jade Scorpion Empress", I said out of pure instinct, it was as if someone pronounced one's name wrong, it was only natural to correct them, except... How did I know it's name?
The man looked me in the eyes with a little bit of contempt, and then asked "How do you a six year old little shit know the name of a absolute ice spirit? Do you think you know your spirit better than me?" What the man said was of course logical. What spirit master would actually allow a six year old kid to know more about spirits than oneself? Noone of course. But I didn't know about spirits. I only know about my spirit. The man hastily changed his attitute to suit that of a kind man, and he said with his most gentle voice "Child, you have quite the talent, wouldn't you like to join the great Spirit Hall and to help us fight against the wicked Star Lou Empire?". Comparing his previous and current attitude it was like heaven and earth. I couldn't care less about the war or the clans these people had. So I responded "Sir, would it be alright if I came back tomorrow and answer you then? I still have to talk to my father about this." The man almost coughed up blood, he had completely gotten ahead of himself, completely forgotten that this genius was simply a 6 year old. "Very well, someone of your genius and calibre is so rare that I will accompany you to meet your father.", the man insisted on following me to dad and then home.
I asked dad not to ask any questions until we got home, and as the sweet father that he is, he listened. When we returned home the old spirit master explained my situation for dad. Dad looked towards me with proud eyes, I couldn't help but feel happy deep inside my "cold" heart. The man continued to explain his plans for me and what he could promise about my future and so on. I wasn't really interested, every now and then I'd hear words like "King among kings, or title douluo or something about bones or whatever". After half an hour or so dad asked me to go to my room for a little while so the grown ups could talk, I did as he said... I shouldn't have trusted him...
After a hour or so I got tired of waiting and went to the living room to see if they were finally done. I couldn't help but tremble a little, the scene that appeared before was something akin to that of a nightmare. The floor, walls, doors, window, roof everything in the room was so red... It was delightfully blood red, it was the same color to that of my newly red eyes. And in the middle of it all... He stood there... My father... Of course none of his blood, it all belonged to the spirit master who wanted to bring me to spirit hall. Dad looked at me and then showed me wickedly evil smile, it was as if the devil himself had appeared before me, but what frightened me even more was that I wasn't afraid at all. He didn't look the same though, his body was a lot skinnier, and behind him was 9 gloriously bright rings hovering, 2 purple, 5 black and 2 red... At that moment I discovered that my father was one of the most unimaginably powerful beings in the world. A Title Douluo.
I stood in the doorway for a few seconds, before truly looking him in the eyes, we exchanged gazes before coming to a mutual agreement. We might only have been father and son for a little more than a few months. But we had known each other for much longer. Of course I knew that my father had killed before. He usually only killed women, usually old, he loved young women too much. His spirit was "Incubus", the first ever of that spirit, he could quickly gain levels and power by raping women, but he always killed them afterwards and feasted on their bodies. Literally he ate them, it seemed to be able to increase his cultivation as well. I grew up around him so naturally this wasn't strange for me, but I still knew it would be wrong to others. I hadn't thought dad would have been this ruthless to the spirit master but I had a general idea.
After another 15 seconds or so we both couldn't help but laugh at the whole thing, we both knew that I alone could handle this guy, afterall this man had a rare spirit known as "Frost Dragon". Yeah, that's right. A Ice element spirit, my spirit was it's natural ruler, it's ice would turn against him if I simply asked. But I thought it'd be rude to not let my beloved father kill him. Dad told me to pack my things, afterall he had already been killing people here for many years while hiding from the empire, and now that he had killed someone from spirit hall we wouldn't be able to stay much longer.