Michaelis Zael
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Name: Michaelis
Alias: Zael
Gender: male
Age: 17
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 49kg
Race: human
Personality: a highly relaxed person that is forgiving and friendly till he is serious.
Weaponry: currently doesn't use one
Strengths: unknown
Weaknesses: ice
Power/Element: has the ability to manipulate his own blood.
Power Restrictions: May bleed to death drawing too much blood.
Job/Profession: escort/bodyguard, and a specialist.
Likes: smoothies, parfait, vanilla cake, killing, and blood
Dislikes: peasants, rodents, stubborn people and kids.
Short Bio: he was a child that lived a happy life. He had his three closest friends that stayed by his side to the fullest until it was 2:03 am at night and he was the only one that was awake since his three friends were asleep. He soon to hear something outside so he went to check it out. By him going outside, he saw 4 figures in front of him in suits. He tried to run back in to call but there was 4 as well then one grabbed him taken him to the
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