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Red

(#71772565)

It's not time to rest.

Familiar

Bladebone Goliath

Energy: 49/50

Personal Style

Apparel

Skin

Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

15.09 m

Wingspan

13.22 m

Weight

7769.26 kg

Genetics

Slate
Python

Cream
Bee

Cream
Underbelly

Hatchday

Aug 20, 2021
(2 years)

Breed

Adult
Obelisk

Eye Type

Wind
Uncommon

Level 25 Obelisk

Max Level

STR

133

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Offspring

none

Biography

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RED
THE ASSASSIN

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▬▬ ABOUT ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

One of Maya's dragon androids (or dracoroids), Red is the culmination of decades of hard work. Armed to the teeth with weapons and processing vast amounts of artificial magic, Red is designed to handle combats of all kinds in all sorts of environments. Their mission? Hunt and kill those who dared to betray mother. There is no resting until mother has been avenged.

▬▬ ORIGIN ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

In the depths of the void, Maya worked tirelessly for years to craft a dracoroid that could finally, finally bring about the vengeance she had dreamt of for so long. The child's only purpose would be to serve their mother's wishes, for mother's ambitions are also theirs. Mother's rage will be their own, and they will bear their fangs in her honor. When Red was born, Maya smiled for the first time in a long, long time. She knew that this child would do great things.

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» Full Name: Serial Number R71E772D565

» Age: adult

» Pronouns: they/them

» Relationship Status: single

» Likes: eliminating targets, getting tasks done, and making Maya happy

» Dislikes: targets escaping, delays, and seeing Maya be upset

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» pictures of their targets. Targets that have already been eliminated are crossed out with a black marker. Five down. Seven left.

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maya
mother

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"Anything for your sake."

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adrienne

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"Untrustworthy. But not a target. I'll leave them alone for now."

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viel
sibling

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"Overly critical but useful."

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▬▬ NOTES ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

» Has literally no sense of humor. They can recognize jokes, but they are incapable of finding anything funny

» Probably has never taken a break before

» Spends the vast majority of their time traveling outside of the clan and hunting down targets

» Doesn't require food or water, but needs maintenance every once in a while

» Adrienne never seems to be able to catch Red. To compensate, she tracks their behavior by observing their sibling Viel.

» ~~loosely inspired by Projekt Red from arknights~~

» No one calls Red by their serial number, but they will respond to it and consider it one of their names. "Red" is more of a nickname while their serial number is like their government name

» Can feel emotions, but not strong ones

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ORIGIN (CONT.)
[ WRITTEN BY ASTRAMARU ]

When Red was first activated and their eyes automatically adjusted to the dim light that filled Maya's workshop, the first thing they saw was their mother's peculiar smile, hidden in the shadows of her body.

Red was quite startled by the sight. They were sure that this smile should've been interpreted as a joyful smile, based on the information that was pre-programmed into them, but something about it was uncanny. The dracoroid would never express such a thought to their mother, but they've kept this memory with them throughout the years.

Red's programming tells them to never doubt Maya, and they never have. But something about this memory... haunts them. What did their creation mean to mother, exactly? Perhaps much more than they suspected.

Under their metal outside, a complex network of metal bones, magical reactor cores, and concealed weapons shift silently. Dozens of blades wait patiently to be unsheathed and pierce the flesh of Red's enemies. Their magic cores emit a low, almost silent hum, containing and generating enough magic to clean cities off the map. Every single inch of Red is a deadly weapon, from the tips of their ears down to the ends of their claws. A being designed to kill.

Red's creator, Maya, had lovingly designed every inch of them. For many years, she toiled over a secluded room in her workshop, carefully assembling the heavy parts with stiff, weak limbs. Her frail frame cried out in pain whenever she worked on Red, but she knew she could not stop. The rage within her heart granted her the strength to carry on. Vengeance was so near.

When Red opened their eyes for the first time, they knew their mission immediately. Years ago, mother was wronged by a group of lying, cheating people. People who did horrible things to her and got away with it. People who needed to be punished.

Red looked down at their claws, which were significantly longer than those of a typical obelisk. They gleamed softly in the dim light. Already, they could imagine them tearing through the throats of their targets.

Precisely as planned, Red left the void in an hour, after greeting their mother and their sibling. There would be no time to learn their duties or combat, for it was programmed into them. From the moment of their awakening, Red was to carry out their mother's wish.

Within a month, Red had already found and killed one of their assigned targets, which delighted Maya. When they returned to the void with the news, their mother made that smile again. The one that was supposedly warm and happy, but ended up looking disturbingly satisfied.

Red figured that they were doing something right. Or at least, that's what their programming told them. But every once in a while, Red wonders if what they're doing is really right. Yes, their mother was wronged. That was backed up by the evidence they gathered. Red firmly believes that their mother is justified in hating the people who nearly took her life. But at what point does this hatred become an unhealthy obsession?

As Red hunted down their targets, they learned, little by little, about the person who their mother used to be. A kind dragon. One who didn't hesitate to help others, even at the expense of her own well-being. That was what led to her downfall. When they imagined the dragon their mother used to be, Red could completely understand why such a dramatic change had happened to Maya's personality.

But even so, Red despised what hatred had done to their mother. They wanted her to be happy again. To feel true, genuine happiness. Not whatever she feels whenever she hears that one of the targets has died. Red hopes that if they can kill all the targets, Maya can put all her anger behind her and live a happy life. After all, it's in their code to do what's best for mother.

original codes by Archaic and Auraea

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