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<div class="bbCodeBlock-content"><i><span style="font-size: 18px">Name: Ethan Crownwebb</span></i><br/>
<i><span style="font-size: 18px">Age: 23</span></i><br/>
<i><span style="font-size: 18px">Gender: Make</span></i><br/>
<i><span style="font-size: 18px">Race: Human</span></i><br/>
<i><span style="font-size: 18px">Equipment: staff, leather armor, two daggers, and a cloak.</span></i><br/>
<i><span style="font-size: 18px">Religious Beliefs: Aethiest/Greek</span></i><br/>
<i><span style="font-size: 18px">How did you die: Cerberus left the gates of the Underworld and ran into Ethan, which after a short battle, killed Ethan and was caught by Hades.</span></i><br/>
<i><span style="font-size: 18px">Magic Affinity: Earth - Spirit</span></i><br/>
<i><span style="font-size: 18px">Bio: Ethan Crownwebb was born and raised in his hometown, where he later died from an "beast attack". Born into poverty, Ethan made a name for himself by living off underground fighting. His fighting style generally used his body and blunt objects. He lost his eye in a fight, which was replaced with surgery a year before he died.</span></i></div>
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<div class="bbCodeBlock-content"><i><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Description: 6'4" with dark brown hair and mismatched eyes. (Grey and Blue) He has a toned build, but not overly muscular. He has scars along his body, as well as once along his right eye (the same eye that is blue)</span></span></i><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">Ethan was screaming before he thudded hard into the ground. It hurt as much as he thought it would, but was still alive, somehow. Groaning, he looked up and around him. Huh, it looked like a golden palace. That's when the memories of his death came pounding in his head. There was some strange dog thing. He was sure it had three heads. it managed to get the jump on him, though he managed to get a few swings and kicks in before it finished him. He groaned out and fell back to his knees, where he heard a deep chuckle and dark voice speak behind him. </span><br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">"Hurts to remember, doesn't it? Getting your flesh ripped off from your still breathing corpse. I must admit, however, you've done more damage than most have done to my pet in a VERY long time. THREE black eyes, no less, as well as a broken rib. That's a new one" </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">Turning around, Ethan saw a man sitting in a chair, one he didn't see before. He couldn't quite see the man's face, his long dark hair was in front of it, but his volcanic eyes that gleamed through his black locks betrayed his thoughts; curiosity and amusement. Managing to stand, he caught his breath before speaking. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000">"So it did have multiple heads." </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">he said, holding his head with a hand. It was still pounding, but that wasn't the worst of it. He could feel the phantom wounds across his skin, as well as a dark thought. If he had died, and this man confirmed it, then where in the hell was he? </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000">"So that explains why I didn't die from the fall, I'm already dead."<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000"><span style="font-size: 18px">"Indeed. As dead as a doorknob, as they say." </span></span><span style="font-size: 18px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">The man said again, holding his head up with a hand. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(179, 0, 0)">"You're handling it better than I expected, being I could smell no pantheon on your mortal corpse." </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">The man said with a hint of amusement on his tone. Ethan just snorted at him,</span></span> <span style="font-size: 18px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 128, 0)">"Sorry if I don't meet your standards, but now isn't the time for mind games. If I am dead, where I am? And what do you mean, no pantheon</span></span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000"><span style="font-size: 22px">?</span></span><span style="font-size: 18px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000"> Like religions?" </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">The room got quiet for a moment and the light seemed to darken as the man's voice spoke again.</span></span> <span style="font-size: 18px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">"DO NOT SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT YOU DAMNED MOR-" </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b300b3">"IF YOU KEEP SCREAMING LIKE THAT NO HEAD FOR A DAMNED CENTURY!" </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">a feminine voice spoke through one of the closed doors. The man turned to look at the door, and responded with,  </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">"DAMN YOU WOMAN I AM WORKING RIGHT NOW!" </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(179, 0, 179)">"A FIRST FOR EVERYTHING ISN'T IT? NOW STOP YELLING OR I CHANGE IT TO A DAMNED MILLENNIA</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b300b3">!" </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">The man grumbled before looking back at Ethan, clearly annoyed. <br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000">"So...gunna answer my question now or-" </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">"Yes you fool now hush. You are currently in the Underworld, known as Hades. I am the ruler of the underworld, known as Hades. You died because my dog, Cerberus, for whatever reason, left the gate and found you, and killed you before I could stop him." </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">Ethan just rubbed his temples.This was going to be a long day it seemed. Gods seemed to be real, and all of them exist. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000">"So what you're telling me is this: You are Hades, god of what is basically hell, I got killed by Cerberus, a mutt that ran off for no apparent reason. Why would he even leave?" </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">Hades just shrugged, </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">"Best guess? You were near the other side of the gate, he smelled you or someone else and went to investigate, then found you and killed you." </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">Ethan just shook his head. A long day indeed. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 128, 0)">"Well, why am I here, and not rotting away for my heresy</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000">?" </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">he asked Hades, who chuckled. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">"Don't make it sound so tempting, I just might. The reason you're here is because you died before your time, obviously." </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000">"Obviously." </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">"And because of that, Zeus has decided, and forced me to do it, to allow you a second chance. Personally, I think it's overrated." </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000">"Just tell me." </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">"Do not test me mortal. I was never told when I should send you, a few centuries in pain might do you some good with that attitude." </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000">"Please just tell me." </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">"That's more like it."<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">With a dramatic sigh, he nodded.</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000"> "Here's the deal. You are going to be "reincarnated" into another world, "filled with magic and wonders beyond your imagination."</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff"> he said in his dramatic Zeus voice, much to the amusement of Ethan.</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000"> "In that world, if you do not like it, though most do, you can return home if you find a thing called the "Wells of Souls" in a year in order to go home. First things first though." </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 255, 255)">Ethan felt a strange</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff"> surge of energy, which nearly knocked him on his feet, but managed to hold himself up. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000">"The hell did you do to me?"</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff"> he nearly choked on his own words, which caused Hades to laugh. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">"That, my mortal friend, is magic. Interesting </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(179, 0, 0)">combination</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">, Earth and Spirit magic, but looking from your past, makes sense. As you can tell, I didn't cop out and taught you the basics of both. Now, one last thing before I send you off to this other world. You can bring one thing with you from your home. Zeus said anything you want, but personally, don't try to grab anything crazy." </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 255, 255)">Ethan nodded, looking off to a window in thought. He could see darken clouds of ash and smoke, with stalagmites</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff"> that seemed to go on forever. He nodded to himself after a moment, thinking that would work. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000">"Anything I want, right?"</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff"> Hades shrugged and nodded. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">"Mostly, yeah, as long as you owned it."</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">  Ethan sighed, then nodded again. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000">"Just my staff will do."</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff"> Hades hummed, nodding to himself. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">"Sure, I can do that."</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff"> with a wave of his hand, a black metal staff appeared in Ethan's hand. He nodded in thanks to Hades, who waved him off. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">"Now go mortal, lest I keep you here to keep me entertained." </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b300b3">"I KNEW IT, YOU PLAYED BOTH SIDES AFTER ALL!"</span> <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">"DAMN IT WOMAN I SAY I AM WORKI- OH TO HADES WITH IT, BEGONE MORTAL!"</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff"> The next thing Ethan knew, he fell through a dark portal of smoke that was made underneath him, the last thing he heard was more bickering.</span><br/>
</span></span><br/><u><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 18px">~Reincarnation Hill, Kingdom of Hami~</span></span></u><br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff"><span style="font-size: 18px">Falling. A feeling Ethan secretly knew he would soon have to deal with. He didn't scream this time, something he patted himself on the back for as mere inches from the ground next to a tree, Ethan was spun around midair with smoke covering his body. Gently falling to the ground with a soft 'thud', Ethan looked around with a sigh. </span></span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000"><span style="font-size: 18px">"Well, he could have dropped me, guess he cares."</span></span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff"><span style="font-size: 18px"> he said after taking a deep breath and a chuckle. Walking a bit, he saw he wasn't alone, much to his amusement and disappointment. <br/>
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<span style="font-size: 18px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">He looked around and saw a bag on the ground. Raising a brow, he saw a small sign that said</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000"> 'From yours truly'</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff"> and grabbed it, looking into the bag. He raised a brow at the things inside, but it raised higher when he saw the armor and daggers. Shrugging, he took both, putting them on, then hummed. They felt....normal. The daggers he could understand, but the armor was a new one for even him. Must be something Hades did for him. He threw the hood of his torn jacket over his head. He paused then groaned. He had forgotten he was ripped to shreds by a God's pet. Checking his bag, he sighed in relief finding a cloak on the bottom. Inspecting it, he chuckled and shook his head. It was black with red Greek lettering on it, Hades' calling card he assumed. putting it over his armor, he sighed, before walking towards the group.</span><br/>
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"Yo."</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff"> he said with a wave, his other hand gripped tightly on his staff as he took in the people around. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000">"Looks like I'm not the only one dead because of godly fuck ups, am I right?"</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff"> he said with a slight grin. His face was mostly covered from the shadow of the hood, but his eyes shone through like multi-colored beads of light.</span></span></span>