Quicksilver
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With a flick of the wrist and perfect timing, they all fell one by one; they had been targets of a famed bounty hunter. Taking a quick step forward, he retrieved the targets massacred body and tossed it into the body bag like it weighed as much as a toothpick. Ignoring the pile of dead men at his feet, he set off back in the direction that he came from; the endless desert that surrounded the city. Not much is known of the man who killed the leader of the rogues, that day. They say that his skill with his katana is unparalleled and his strength is nearly that of a god, but his agility was what pushed the population to the brink. The alley dogs have started rumors that he can outrun the fastest animals on the desert without breaking a sweat, he can dance around you without detection, and he can kill in dead silence. His most notable feature was his Snow White hair, and white eyes, yet these unreal traits have given him a nickname known only by those working against him. Quicksilver
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When Nemo saw a woman frantically running for her life past his local grocery store, he knew he had to help her. Now he desperately wishes someone would help him. Everyday something new is trying to kill him, the only question in his mind is what will kill him first. Whether it be rogue soldiers with guns, rival assassins, or just his own teacher constantly pushing his body to its absolute limits, every day is a struggle to survive. He can barely fight, he isn't fast or strong, and he's scared all the time. With just his wits to aid him, and a very large sword, he's your quintessential underdog, and the thing that scares him the most is that he's starting to like it that way. All of that is just another normal day for him after being accidentally initiated as a disciple in the secret society of sword masters known as Fratello della Spada.

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