Name: Stan Aschebrise
Alias: Todesberührung/Toe-des-bear-hoo-hung (Deathtouch)
Age: 33 but stopped aging
Gender: Male
DOB: December 23, 1991
Death Date: December 23, 2016, revived by Death
Species: Undead (Once human)
Family: Mom & Dad (Murdered by killer), Elisa (non-identical twin sister, murdered by vengeful orphan)
Alignment: True Neutral
Theme Song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hwmTCIHPRsM

Power/weapon:
- Immortality
- Very slow regeneration
- Pain immunity
- Powerful zombie strength
- Death-touch: his right hand is cursed so if he touches anything with his right hand, it quickly dies, rust, rots, evaporate, everything he touches dies, but once used, he must wait for it to recharge. The death touch doesn't affect him since he's bound to the curse.

Weakness:

- He’s practically immortal, but his major weakness is his right hand. Cut it off and he’s dead. The reason is that once he shook hand with Death, his hand is now responsible for his regeneration and immortality, but cutting it off means cutting the life source from him. Cutting his arm with the cursed hand doesn’t count, blowing him up doesn’t because it will crawl back and regenerate, the hand must be cut-off and must be intact. If you blow up his cursed hand, it will only piece back together. Over a long period of time, his death-touch power now developed a defect which he has to charge up before using it again. So his right hand no longer kills in one touch, but only using the power can do it; that makes his chances of dying even higher. The only time he can use it is when the runes on his palm glows dark blue.

- He has developed a kryptonite to ice and crystal powers, which drains his death-touch power and makes him completely weak due to his imprisonment.

- He use to have fast regeneration, but because of his long imprisonment, his regeneration has slowed down.

- He's half-blind due to his right eye being "missing", so he'll have a hard time finding the opponent since his left eye isn't the dominant one.

- Even though he's fast, he can be mentally slow in rare occasions due to flashbacks and memories.

- He has developed back a few of his emotions during his imprisonment. So far the only emotions he has now is Sadness, Fear, Pity, Aggravation, Guilt, Astonishment, and Optimism. Once Death resurrected him again from his battle against the Wizard, he lost those feelings.

- Sometimes he doesn't want to fight; he'll start attacking if you force him to.

Appearence: Todesberührung is a grim-looking figure with a bloody hole through his right eye and a cursed hand. His left eye is slightly dark white with an empty pupil. His skin is dead pale and gray, and his hair is black and curly. He wears a long and worn-out black trench coat with a right sleeve torn off, showing his arm. He wears a plain grey T-shirt under the coat, wears a torn pants with big pieces of the right sleeve torn out, showing his eaten leg. Todesberührung use to have feelings, but over the years, he lost his feeling and emotions, leaving him completely empty, empty as in no emotions, no signs of happiness, anger, grief, or pain whatsoever, he always has a neutral look on his face. He has a bit of a scratchy voice due to being, well, dead, but he rarely talks for he only speaks in random occasions. The cursed hand is a bit paler than his body, it has runes tattooed around the palm of his hand. The language of the runes is dead, making it impossible to understand.

Personality: Todesberührung can barely feel any emotions or react emotionally. They have withered overtime during his time as an undead. He doesn't seem to care if about anything else but finding a way to end his curse. He refuses to listen to other individuals who tried to chat or insult him, and seems to hate those who disturbs his time alone, if he can only emotionally hate.

Overtime, he has feebly felt some emotions, but barely any positives and mostly negative emotions such as anger, fear, doubt, hate, and sadness.

About: Stan Aschebrise was once a resident in a small country of Tomet, but once the Bloody Apocalypse fell upon them, a whole variety of violence erupted, resulting as one random person angrily shot Stan in his right eye. After the Apocalypse, his soul was denied by Heaven, although Stan was a good person. Lucifer has placed a curse upon the world that will end the world in three years, not only that, it has prevented souls from entering and are stuck on Styx as spirits. Stan now wanders the desolate country that was once called home until one moment, Death, the Grim Reaper itself, came to him and offered him a deal to being brought back with eternal life, but with a cost. Stan wanted his old life back and refuse to hear the warning, so he agrees and used his right hand (he’s a righty) to shake in agreement.

As they shook hands, Death shocked him and Stan was back in his old body, but his skin was dead pale, his right leg was partially eaten, and he can’t see with his right eye. Turns out that he is now an undead, and then he also found out that the palm of his right hand is tattooed with weird runes. This was the ultimate price for eternal life, sacrificing his right hand in order to achieve immortality. Death showed up again and told him about that once your hand is cursed, you can’t die. His right hand has become not only his life source, but a weapon.

He touched a nearby dead tree and it started rotting and it suddenly fell apart. He then came across a metal pole, he touched it and it started to rust. The base of the pole broke, thus the pole collapse onto him, but he’s still alive! The pole has crushed his ribcage, and his left arm was torn off by its heavy weight, but it came to his surprise that his arm has attached to his body and regenerated. He was horrified, but also puzzled because if he can regenerate, how come his eye and leg didn’t heal up?

Death said that his body was like that when his soul was separated from it, the gunshot wound and some thing ate part of his leg, partially showing the femur. Now he’s stuck being a walking dead with an eaten leg and a hole through his right eye, but he was stronger and more agile than before. Although he achieved immortality, he was very upset for being like this, an undead without a purpose, a monster, he later on tried to commit suicide by cutting his cursed hand off, but once he did, the hand repelled it, turns out he can't kill himself unless someone else cuts it off for him. What made him even more upset that after the world was saved, he can’t ascend to Heaven since he’s forever stuck in his cursed corpse shell. He started crying, but as time went by, he slowly loses his emotional abilities; he can't cry, laugh, shout, or cower, nor can’t he smile.

Five years went by as the people he was close to him evaded, some even tried to kill him, but he remained alive, no hunger, no rest, no pain, no purpose. After those five years, he has completely lost his instincts; nothing can make him run in fear or feel remorse of a deceased being, all that's left was his sorrowful soul. He later found the rebuilt Grand Capital of Fluidia, Adobon in a far distance. That is when he found his new destiny; if he can't get even the citizen of this world to respect him, then he has to fight for it. He now followed the road to Fluidia to follow his new-found fate, which leads him to the entrance to the Grand Capital.

The walls surrounding Fluidia were colossal size, impenetrable enough to withstand any attack from foreign invaders; it’s made of strong material that combined into one. He entered into the city, seeing how massive the city was with countless homes, stores, companies, you name it. At the very center of the grand capital is the RHG Tower, which houses the arenas, testing rooms, and also dorms for all RHG participants. On his first step into Fluidia, he stepped on an old newspaper, the Fluid News, saying that there's an unknown creature with a touch of death spotted near the town of Macrom, it shows a $5000 bounty for the one who turns him in or brings evidence that he killed him.

That was him on the picture; being labeled a murderer and a monster is what he despises the most. One Tometan scientist describe him as an advocate of Death itself, calling him "Todesberührung“ or Deathtouch, since everything he touches with his right hand dies. He actually liked the name, though he's no hero or villain, but it suits his prison being an immortal dead with the touch of the Reaper, for now he proclaimed himself, Todesberührung the Cursed.[/spoiler]

About (Childhood): have a family he cared about; Mother, Father, and his non-identical twin sister, Elisa. One day, a psychopathic serial killer came and murdered his parents before committing suicide. He and Elisa have moved into an old and poor orphanage where Elisa has been bullied by other orphans, so he became her bodyguard. Days later, Elisa grew very sick due to an illness that just got from bad to worse; she's even coughing up blood! He was always there for her whenever she needs something. On the night before their birthdays, a vengeful orphan came and tied him up as he still slumbers, after that he uses a pillow to suffocate Elisa. On their birthday morning, Stan woke up and saw her sister lying dead on her bed as the vengeful orphan was also seen being hanged from the ceiling. The paramedics came and took him away without saying goodbye to her sister. After that day, he's been through a lot of therapy sessions due to having the same nightmare almost every night involving the tragic death of Elisa. He'll never forget that day, then came the apocalypse.[/spoiler]

Demo:
esberührung walking through an abandoned park, the swings were loose and old, and the Merry-Go-Round is all rusty, covered in spider webs. The storm brews in and starts raining. It has formed mud puddles along the sidewalks, the erosion of dirt and sand seeps into the puddle, giving it a murky appearance. As he walked to the exit of the park, he encountered a group of hoodlums’ waiting for him at the exit; they have chains, brass knuckles, and sledgehammers for weapons.

One of them asked,
„Where are you going, sour cracker?“

Todesberührung didn’t respond.

„Hey! I’m talkin’ to you! Speak up or we’ll force you to talk!“

Again, no response.

The hoodlum was irritated, so he grabbed his knuckles and punched him in the face, but then he watched as his jaw regenerated back into place. He told his hoodlums to attack, one came and Todesberührung grabbed his face with his right hand. Quickly his face changed from a pale face to nothing but a skull sitting on the hoodlum’s neck, he was screaming during the process. They were horrified at what they saw, it was like a living nightmare, so they all attacked and Todesberührung managed to grab one hoodlum's neck, rotting the flesh which made the head fall off.

One hoodlum broke off Todesberührung’s left leg, but it came alive and sowed back to his body. The rest of the hoodlums were freaking out, so they ran for their lives, hoping that they will never return. Todesberührung got up and looked up at the crying sky, it stopped raining. The clouds slowly broke up and the sun’s rays are peeping through. The bright light has lit up the country of Adobon, the park is drenched in the tears of God.

Todesberührung looked around and can smell the rain water, but it wasn’t enough to cheer him up, for he has taken the lives of two hoodlums that tried to attack him. He looked at the lifeless bodies, emotionless, he gazed at the skull of the hoodlum with brass knuckles, Todesberührung feels no pity, hatred, or forgiveness whatsoever. The corpses reminded of whom he really is, a monster, a forsaken soul forced to wonder without a sense of feeling. He then kept on walking through the park, as he fades in the distance, the rain has come back to wash the bodies and soak the earth into mud. As he kept going, he disappears.[/spoiler]

Battles: 2/2/0/1

All these battles are OLD!


All of his old battles are in this spoiler:
is now 9:10 at night, the peaceful residents of Fluidia are now resting in their dorms, quiet in the silent night, with no one to step in and cause a ruckus. Todesberührung is outside, sitting on a brick wall, watching the dark sky sparkle by upon thousands of stars. The stars made it look like it alive, for the stars are eyes as it watches us from above, and the sky as the face which shows the expression of how its feeling, depending if the sky is in a good mood or not. The dark starry expression shows that its awake, making sure that we are sound asleep.

He wonders what's outside of Planet Styx since he was a young child, but those memories are gone now, for now he stares into the night, waiting for the sun to wake. The moon was shining, as it was the sun, but it contains more beauty, the luminescent glow gives the night a wonderful experience. The moon was in a crescent shape, as if it looked like the sky is smiling down upon him. For the first time during his undead life, he started to tear from his left eye, showing that something in him is still alive besides his body and mind, but the soul.

He then heard something in the forest beyond from where he's sitting. Todesberührung turned quickly, but the noise stopped, as it was quietly waiting for something. He squinted through the field of shrubbery, branches, old oak trees, and bushes. There, hidden in the shadows, were two glowing white eyes piercing through the dark. He suspected that it was staring at him, watching his every move, the unknown being watched silently at Todesberührung as it expecting something to happen. The eyes of the creature were as sinister, ominous and demonic as the Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young.

Todesberührung grew tired of squinting, so he blinked once and the eyes disappeared. "It" was after him, but why? Why would a malicious entity want to do with him? Being real cautious of his surrounding, he got off the wall without trying to touch it with his right hand.

It was quiet. Too quiet. No crickets chirping as it looked like it saw something. The night grew darker, so does the environment around him, but there was no clouds up in the sky, then he figured....... it was right behind him. He leaped out of the way as fast as he can before it has a chance to attack.

The creature was 6 feet tall; Todesberührung was only 5'7 feet tall. The creature was some sort of demon; the eyes are as empty as the void, nothing but emptiness. The color of the demon is as black as the night, it's no wonder it can blend into the dark so easily. Todesberührung looked at the demon, slowly, the demon looked at him, giving him a sinister grin, the teeth are dagger-like, and it’s covered in some kind of sludge, not to mention the stains on the teeth.

The grin grew wider as it stares, making the demon look even more terrifying, but it has no affect on Todesberührung, for he has lost all of his emotions over the years. Its' head gives a quick tilt, and then the demon liquifies. He watched cautiously at the ground for it can blend into the shadows. He turns around and the liquified demon punched him, launching him to a tree. He heard the demon laugh maniacally at his broken leg, but he felt no pain whatsoever. His broken leg quickly hea

Lol what the ef is this section about

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Lol what the ef is this section about

Written Rock hard Gladiator.

Ohhh..now i get it

I enjoyed reading your story, you definitely didn't leave out any single detail or gap between the transition between when Stan (this name is shorter) died i look forward to any upcoming battles you may have.

Update!

Added in the old battles, they're made in 2010-2011.

And yes, this is my veteran wRHG, made him during my time in Fluidanims.

Woah shadow I love this rhg, I express the ideas so well, i can't wait to read an story from you :3

Those battles are old. I would love to battle someone for a fresh piece of literature.

Hello, sir. Would you like to engage literary fisticuffs, and be Stickpage's first wRHG battle with me?

:O

That would be swell!! :D

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:O

That would be swell!! :D

Awesome!
How does October 20th sound as a due date?

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[spoiler=wRHG #3: Todesberührung vs. Nova the Black Stalker (Ruko12?) (Win) ]
(Play this song during this segment of the story: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y69gu2xv25s )

Date: July 29, 2023 11:34 PM

In the continuously busy streets of the Southern section of Fluidia, where the lights are still bright and shining as usual, Nova the Black Stalker and his two little sisters, Lyn and Sara, have just finished shopping in the grocery store. Nova stepped out carrying most of the groceries; most of them are in a paper bag, while his sisters carry one or two, which are small plastic bags. To him, it seems a bit unfair since he’s doing all the carrying while Lyn and Sara are being “lazy.”

“Why do I have to carry all of this crap? It’s freakin’ heavy!”
"Well, it was on our shopping list, and you’re stronger than us. So... yeah. :3"
"Wait, OUR shopping list? You mean YOUR shopping list. I've never listed anything that involves Chips Ahoy, Doritos, and a sh*tload of sweets. It's breaking my back!"
”C'mon, Nova. Quit being Mr. Grumpy Pants, at least you got what you wanted. A case of beer and that girly magazine, I think."
”They're comic books, yeah comic books. I have no idea why'd you think it was a magazine."
"Well, it did have a girl picture on it. Are you sure? I’ve never seen you read comic books."
"Of course I'm sure! They're.... Wonderwoman. Yeah, Wonderwoman comics. Can we drop the conversation please?"
”Ooookaaay....”

The small unlikely family continues to venture through the New-York look-a-like city, while he’s slowly feeling the agonizing pain on his back. They soon figured that they’re lost due to the massive size of this southern section.

"Nova, are you sure you know where our car is?”
"OF course I do, it’s just that the city is….. uh…. very… huge. Just shut and help me find it.”

After a few moments as his back is about to break, Nova was thunderstrucked when they finally reached to their car, crushed by a severely injured body who is named John "Something Fierce" Doe. His all-black Audi R8, destroyed with glass pieces scattered around it, some are stained blood, and the car is at a horrible condition. Nova dropped the groceries and was brought to his knees, then started to cuss out very loudly which then echoed throughout the block.

WHAT THE F*** HAPPENED TO MY CAR!?!?

His sisters are behind him, whispering to each other.

"He said a bad word."
"A really, really bad word."

From a couple blocks away, an ambulance came from the corner and raced towards their location at lightning speed. The sirens roared through the streets as the ambulance parks next to Nova's car, loud enough for everyone to hear, including the ones who are asleep. The paramedics busted out from the back of the vehicle, then pulled out a stretcher for John to rest on. The paramedics ran to him, carefully pulling him out of the car and placed him onto the stretcher. They cautiously pull out some of the glass pieces and shrapnel out of his mortally wounded flesh while the rest will be pulled out later at the medical center; the blood is seeping out of John, forming an unpleasant crimson pool around him.

They quickly carry him into the ambulance and rode off to the hospital, the sirens fades at the distance as they descend, ignoring the car and whatnot. Nova is still on his knees, frozen in place as he glared at his beloved, but now ruined car, thinking why’d this happen to him and who could've done this. He then turned his head towards a chatting crowd and sees a huge impact site next to a building. Curious, he gets up and walks over there, his sisters looked at each other in confusion, but manage to follow him anyways.

Nova kneeled and examined the crater as he searches for clues to the person responsible by tossing some bystander on his car, for a while he found nothing until he manage to find one; a small but torn piece of some sort of black fabric or leather stuck between the cracks. He plucks it out and inspects the piece, noticing the stench of a rotting corpse by covering his nose with his arm. Lyn and Sara looked over his shoulders in curiosity and see the piece.

"Nova, what is that? And why did you drop the grocery bags? It had eggs in them!"

He later responded as he lifts the piece up.

"This piece... this piece might lead us.... to the culprit responsible for my car, and when I find him..."

He gets up and speaks in a vengeful voice.

... when I find him, I'll make him wish he was never born!

Date: August 16, 2023 9:56 PM

(Play this song during this segment of the story: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fD2jwdyowN8 )

Todesberührung is seen sitting on a large boulder outside the colossal walls of the grand capital, watching the starry sky glistening by the stars and the glowing moon. He isolated himself from Fluidia for he doesn’t want to face the crowd after that incident seventeen days ago, watching John Doe falling from a high point and crashed onto a car. Not to mention there are witnesses that might know him or saw the entire thing, who knows what they will do, they might either take the bounty and start looking for him or worse, calling Fluidia's Special Forces to track him down. He doesn't want to get caught by them, they're Andre's most trusted elites and they always get the job done by either capturing their target or simply killing them, whatever they’re doing they will show no mercy.

He tries shaking that off and continues to watch the sky, but that memory kept on pestering his mind, then it faded away. After clearing his head, he looked down and analyzes the runes that are embedded on his right hand. Just by looking at the pale, rune-embedded bringer of Death got him to start wondering.

Why have I chosen this to be my fate? What is my true purpose in life besides fighting ruffians and rag-tag warriors? Most importantly, why haven't I heed Death's warning? If I knew what's going to affect me in life, I would've been in Heaven by now instead of living the life of a monster I am now.

Todesberührung dropped the thought and continues to look at the sky, then a beautiful shooting star flew by, the tail was wondrous by its speed as it leaves a small trail of sparkling particles in the sky. Todesberührung was amazed at it since he has never seen a shooting star before in his life, not even in death. Since it was his night and his night alone, he closed his left eye and begins to wish.

I wish... I wish... I wish that everything was the same as before. I wanted my old life back... I wanted to accomplish my goals and become a teacher... I wanted to start a family, and raise my kids as a father.... I wanted to age and die like everyone else...

With a neutral face, a slight tear streams from his eye, down his cheek and drips to the ground, soaking up his wish that none of this has ever happened.

(Play this song during this segment of the story: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SScSzRngDr0&feature=related )

Todesberührung then felt a dark presence coming far from where he's sitting. A mysterious figure stands with its shadow looming over him like a shroud. Behind the figure are two smaller figures, though he can't see their faces because of the nights’ over looming darkness. The moon's luminescent glow lighted the grass field, showing the figures identities; the tall one is wearing an unzipped jacket without a shirt underneath it, the two smaller ones appears to be children, probably sisters.

"So, you must be the one who obliterated my Audi R8, I presume?"

Todesberührung haven't got a clue on what he is talking about, he certainly have no idea what is an "Audi R8". He got off the boulder and tries to get a closer look at this person.

"Don't act like you don't know! I know that you tossed some asshole on top of my car! That car's not cheap, and YOU are going to pay for it!"

He then finally realized what he was talking about; he must be a witness when Todesberührung was battling John Doe. That car John fell onto must've been his, but how did he manage to find him? He's sure he hasn't left any clues around him, well, except that crater he made when jumped off the building.

"I bet you're wondering how did I find you here? That's simple, with this piece of cloth you've left behind. I believe it belongs to you."

That piece of cloth must've came from his jacket when he plummeted to the ground, possibly a small fissure has snagged onto his jacket and tore a piece from it. The figure then introduced himself to Todesberührung with an unfriendly look on his face and gives a sarcastic bow.

"My name is Nova the Black Stalker; you must be that guy in the news, ToadsieBearring, right?"

He knew that not how he pronounce his nickname, but he nods anyways since he has heard of him before.

"Nova, this is crazy!! All this for a car!? Forget about the car, we can get a new one! Stop this before you get seriously hurt!"
"It's not worth it, Nova! Also I'm hungry; I haven't eaten anything in a while."
"You're talking about food at a time like this, Lyn!?"
"Girls! Let me handle this, you go hide somewhere safe. I'll call you when I'm done with Toesbeerung here."
"Nova, we can't just-"
"There's no time! Just go!"

Lyn grabbed Sara hand and hid into the forest, leaving only Nova and Todesberührung. The chilling breeze brushes through the field, the grass moved fluidly like wave of a green ocean. After a long stare, they're ready to battle.

"Are you ready, Frankenstein?"

Todesberührung doesn't approve that kind of insult to him, but nodded anyways and positioned himself into a battle stance. Without hesitation, Nova started to charge first, though mostly he let’s his opponent strike first, but once it comes down to his car being destroyed, to him it was extremely personal. He brings out his Soul Stalker and with one swing, he diagonally sliced him in two, and then stopped for a moment to catch his breath, not noticing Todesberührung piecing back together. Nova then turned around and was given an uppercut that launched him across the field, landing on his side and feeling the burn while sliding across the dirt.

"You're pretty strong, but unlucky for you, you haven't seen my true power yet! Get ready, faggot!

Nova has fallen into his Shi no Ganbo form and with a blink of an eye, he pinned Todesberührung down with brute force. Unable to get up, Nova attempts to siphon his soul, but it was proven unsuccessful. No matter how hard he tried to extract it, it was seem obsolete.

Impossible! Why haven't I siphon your soul?

Todesberührung got up to his feet and approached him, and then explained his dilemma.

My soul is bound to the curse that I’m living now. It keeps me alive, but with a dreadful cost. Let me give you a demonstration!

He lunge his right hand at Nova, but he used his katana to halt his unusual attack. Todesberührung grabbed the blade before it touched his face, as Nova watched, his blade began to rust. Endeavor to pull it out; the blade broke off, leaving Nova holding only the hilt. Dismayed, he dropped the hilt as he watched his other piece of his katana rust until it was nothing but bronze dust.

"You'll pay for that, too! In case you haven't notice, I have been cursed also!"

In a flash, he gave him a quick but powerful punch that launched him to the boulder, head first. His head fractured into many pieces within contact as blood and brain mush scattered all over, painting the half-side of the boulder crimson. It was an absolute mess after that one punch, some of the fragments landed on Nova, but he simply brushed it off as he doesn’t want the blood to stain his jacket. As he thought the battle was over, he walked up to the “lifeless” corpse.

"You shouldn't have trashed my car, Todbarrumph, otherwise none of this would've never happened."

That “never happened” part echoed through his brain mush of what you call a mind, that kind of sentence is what he wanted. Nova turned away and left, never mind his body slowly ascending as his head assemble together.

"Lyn! Sara! It's over! You can come... out... now?"

A mysterious circular shadow overwhelmed him as it suddenly got bigger, as if it looked like it's falling to the exact location he's standing. He tilted his head up and saw an upcoming boulder heading straight for him. He quickly leaped away as the boulder crashed into the ground, breaking into many stone fragments; Nova felt a sudden jolt of pain coming from his spine as he landed on his back. It's presumably that the grocery bags he was holding has put too much weight onto his back, therefore he couldn't move for a little moment. He lifted his head and spotted Todesberührung walking towards him with his head at one piece again.

"Why can't you just DIE ALREADY!?!?"

He rose to his feet and constantly beat him with terminal velocity. Todesberührung tried to stay focus, but every hit Nova makes causes him to lose balance and concentration. Unable to stand by his repeatable thrashing, he fell to his knees; he then tried to focus on stopping him before he figures out his primary fragility. He stumbled upon a small but sharp remnant of the boulder, probably a way to stop him, but how? As he tries to maintain his concentration, he looked at Nova and notices a red skull over his chest, possibly a weakness since it covering the part where his heart is beating, just like his right hand.

"This battle is now over!!!"

Determined to strike the heart, he picked up the fragment with his left hand, manages to stand up and patiently wait for the right time. Nova stepped in to deliver his final blow until Todesberührung plunges the shard into his heart, thus breaking him out of his Shi no Ganbo and severely injured him. Nova is on the ground, subconscious to see Todesberührung walking towards him, but he can’t move away due to the painful wound he inflicted onto him. Todesberührung pushed him down to prevent him from escaping and attempts to use his right hand to finally end the conflict. Although Nova’s subconscious, he sees the hand and quickly holds his arm from touching him; using his leftover strength, he fights for his life as he struggles to prevent Todesberührung from completely eradicating him.

"No, please! I beg of you! Don't do it! I have sisters, sisters that I care about! I must be there for them; they're not ready to go alone in this cruel world! Please! They’re the only family I have!"

Todesberührung ceased as the “family” part ran through his mind, he froze in place for he’s having something that he haven’t thought of in a long time, his forgotten but painful past.

(Play this song during this flashback: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YMrjVH6Zeq4&feature=bf_next&list=PLE745404DFE1CB517&index=21 )

He remembered back at December 5, 1997 when he was at the orphanage at the age of six, almost seven; it was unkempt and disorganized, rats usually come in at night and feast on the leftovers, some of the orphans are very abusive and delinquent, it was not safe there at all for him and his non-identical twin sister, Elisa. They’re both in the orphanage due to the loss of their parent by a mysterious psycho who later shot himself when the police arrived. Seeing as Elisa the only family he has, he vowed to protect her at all cost since he’s the stronger twin. He has fought back mobs that were not

I no longer have MS Word due to a recent reset, and I have to reinstall it. Is there another way to write down my battle? Notepad, maybe?

I wouldn't recommend using notepad for writing massive detailed stories since well, notepads made for making notes
I guess you could try