Fire lacrima-gives him the ability to engulf his fists with fire and to be immune to it.
Titanium lacrima- lets him create a metal force field in front of him that is really really hard. Also makes his fist have the metal aura which make them hard.
Ice lacrima- lets him extract ice from his aura, which can be used to attack, defend or even make temporary weapons. Can be used in a shockwave-like form or with ranged ranged projectiles.
Shadow lacrima-Crow's stealth lacrima. He can dissolve into shadows and remain invisible until light shines on the shadow he is hiding in.
leaf lacrima- gives him the ability to control trees and grow them instantly for defense or transport. (e.g. carry him onto a tree.)
Lightning lacrima- lets him produce lightning from his right arm only.

Speed lacrima- makes him quick enough to flash step (short distance teleport)
Strength lacrima- makes him strong enough to dent a tank with a punch.
Endurance lacrima- Makes him able to withstand serious punishment.
Sticky rice ball lacrima- tastes like a rice ball. Makes his aura stick to other auras to avoid escape.
Fancy dumpling lacrima- tastes like a dumpling and refills health and mp to full.
fortune cookie- random effect

Crow was born many, many centuries ago, demons of his kind live long lives. He lived with his pureblood demon family (although he was half blood) for 50 years(12 human years) In a distant realm. His father was Cronus wing, a popular, rich demon who was well respected by other pureblood families. His mother's name was Lydia, a nymph who died when Crow was a baby. He has two sisters, Juno the gladiator who was the eldest, and Dione, the muse who was the youngest. His two brothers were Castor and Pollux, who died in demon military service(yes) and were respected for their heroism. Crow's real name is Mulciber, because of his power as a fire demon.

When Crow was 50, he ran away with some of his friends, Scott, String and Sparrow. They had many adventures until they came across a strange land where everyone was a stick figure. This was still many years earlier and is not when he joined the wRHG. He joined one of the factions in the land that were warring with the others and became their leader. But that didn't last long. Shortly after, a stronger, wiser and more charismatic hero came along and so he readily gave up his seat to him. They both warred with the other factions, red, blue and black but they eventually teamed up against the forces of Kronos(not Crow's dad).

While they were warring, Crow had a visit from his Sister Dione, who told him that Juno went missing. He then set of for a quest to find her, but when he did, her captor took away his powers and memory.
This is where the real story begins.

When Crow woke up, he did not know anything about himself, except for his name. He did not realize he was a demon but he knew he had to do something.

He looked around the empty chamber. It was a huge circular room with pillars around the huge windows overlooking the mountains. He glanced at the center of the room and saw a glistening stick. He squinted and realized it was a sword. He walked over to it and realized he was wearing some sort of cloak which seemed strange. He took it off and he saw that he was wearing some expensive coat that looked like it was from a pirate movie.
"What's a pirate?" he wondered out loud. "A pirate is someone who steals and plunders villages, murders innocent people and sinks ships full of treasure."
"Thanks" he replied to the new voice, realizing a second later that no one could have spoken because he was alone the huge room. "Over here." Said the voice.

He looked over at the sword, a katana to be exact, and stared for a few seconds. "I suppose swords talk." Was what came out of his mind. He didn't remember that swords weren't supposed to do that.

"And i suppose you are a git if you keep staring at me like that." The sword said rather threateningly. "Now pick me up."
"What?"

"PICK ME UP. I AM QUITE SURE YOU HAVE REALIZED THAT I CANNOT MOVE ON MY OWN."

"Oh... oh yeah right"
Crow hastened to pick up the Katana. They discussed the possibility that someone had put a memory binding spell on them; the talking sword was left with much more knowledge to work with. She introduced herself as Algracia. Crow told her his name and they agreed to stick together to find their memory thief, and so their adventure begins.

A few days of wandering the lowland, they came across a gang of thugs. They attacked, and Crow thought he was done for. But as they attacked, he discovered a small, red stone in his hand and he did the last thing anyone would have done. He ate it. Wether out of desperation, panic or mere stupidity, Algracia never knew why, but then she started to feel different. She felt some fiery power flowing through her. She found herself- and Crow, somehow on fire and successfully defeating the bandits with ease.

After that incident, They discovered how to work their powers and began to train, their memory stealer was probably stronger than the average bandit. Then one night, Algracia muttered something.

"w-wRHG" She said, sounding quite confused at first, then started yelling it in Crow's ear.

"We have to join." She ordered quite firmly.

They caught a train to stick city to find the wRHG, and did not know if it would help or not, but it was something Algracia knew in the past, and they were not going to miss an opportunity to get their memory back.

THE WRHG
“Stickpage City! Stickpage City, last stop!” The conductor roared over the megaphone.

“We’ve arrived.” Algracia said loud enough that several other passengers glanced at Crow’s direction. “Let’s get off, shall we?” It seemed that the passengers got over his talking sword quickly and he soon saw why.

As he got off the train, he saw crowds of pedestrians walking the congested sidewalks of the city. Towers soared over the smoky streets which were full of cars, trucks, motorbikes and the occasional wierdmobile. He caught sight of some of the pedestrians who were dressed strangely and looked like trained killers.

One walked around as if a ghost; half transparent, Another wore a cowboy hat with a lasso on his belt and he even saw an auburn haired girl sparking occasionally with electricity and avoiding puddles as if it would kill her.

“This place reminds me of home…” Algracia said wistfully. Crow wondered how this place would remind her about the demon capital, but he knew better than to say anything. Ever since he woke up at the temple without his memory, Algracia had beaten him at every argument and it was ever so sensitive about the past that she too did not remember.

They hailed a taxi and said “wRHG main building.” They got in and it took about 10 minutes to get there.
“No tip?” The taxi driver asked as they paid him 20s and got off. v
“Umm, no.” Crow said, completely unaware of what he disagreed to. He was speechless with the building in front of him. It was a tower, maybe 200 floors and it looked well maintained. People of different sorts moved in and out of the building. The windows were shiny and the trees around it were very healthy.

“That’s the RHG building. wRHG is over there. “ The taxi driver pointed across the street and Crow glanced to where the driver pointed.
There was a big gray building with the word wRHG etched on the front in huge letters. It wasn’t bad, but It still wasn’t anything compared to the RHG building he just saw. He crossed the street and went inside.

The inside was huge. In fact it seemed bigger from the inside. The room he had entered was very spacious, there was only a receptionist sitting at her desk typing on her computer, a potted plant that seemed to face Crow as he walked, and a few chairs with people waiting, looking bored.
One of the guy who had short, white hair and grey eyes looked at Crow and simply turned away. Crow walked up to the receptionist and before he could say anything, she said “name”

“Huh?” Crow widened his eyes, he thought he had misheard her.
“Name.” she repeated, with a stoic look on her face.
“Ehmm… Crow.” He replied, unsure why she wanted his name when he hadn’t asked her anything yet.
“And your friend?” She gestured to the sword on his back.
“Algracia… how did you-“
“Please wait a second.” The receptionist was now looking at a piece of paper. She looked around at the people sitting down on the chairs. “Zephyr.” She said.
The white haired guy that was looking at Crow stood up rather quickly.

“This way.” He led them to a door and entered first. Crow hesitated for a second, but Algracia started to nag, so he opened the door.
It was an average room, it was just that it seemed to go on for miles. The White one was already a few yards away from the door when he turned around.
“I am Zephyr. I will be your entrance exam to enter the wRHG.” He said awkwardly.
“Uhm… wait does that mean-“ But Zephyr didn’t wait for Crow to finish his sentence. He flung his arms out at Crow’s direction, and Crow felt something graze his left cheek. He jumped back and pulled out Algracia.
“Hey! What do you think- argh!?” She yelled as strings came out of nowhere and entangle all around her. Crow pulled but the strings seemed unbreakable. He knew what to do.
“Algracia! Fire!” Crow held out his left hand as he struggled to keep his grip on the sword.
“Right!” Algracia glowed with a red aura for a second, and a red stone with some runes etched onto it appeared in Crow’s hand. He put it up to his mouth and bit it, sending crumbs flying all over.
“Spicy!” Crow dropped the remaining part of the stone which dissolved and he took a deep breath. He focused his eyes on zephyr in the distance and channeled his energy to his left hand and Algracia.
“Now BURN!” He said as he ran in Zephyr’s direction. His left hand was now on fire, and so was the sword in his right. He jumped and aimed a punch at Zephyr, but he dodged, extending the string further and disconnecting it from Algracia.
“Pretty good.” Zephyr said, then he threw some more string at Crow. The string wrapped around his leg and arm, and seemed to tighten the more he struggled.

“I use my aura for these strings, so they’re pretty tough.” Zephyr said with no signs of emotion.
Crow tried to think of a way to take advantage of this, but he couldn’t. Not at least that fast. He needed to stall.

“So they can’t break?” Crow asked hopefully.

“I wouldn’t say that, but your katana is useless against them.” Zephyr replied, still emotionless.
Crow smiled. He got it.

“Oh yeah , well get a load of this! Algracia, Lightning!” Just as he said it, a small yellow stone appeared in his hand. He took a huge bite and started to get charged up. He held the string that was wrapped around his legs and sent 10000 volts through it. Zephyr realized what was happening and disconnected the strings from his fingers just in time.

“Damn, I was sure I got you there.” Crown yelled over at Zephyr who had jumped back even further. He now had his back against a wall that seemed to appear out of nowhere. This gave Crow an idea.
Zephyr was silent now, but was looking quite amused.
“Algracia, sticky rice ball.” Crow sounded determined.

“But that’s the last shot! Surely you can think of something better –“
“Trust me.” The sparkle in Crow’s eyes meant he was sure.
A small rice ball appeared in Crow’s hand, and he ate in one bite.

“Let’s see you wriggle out of this one!” Crow yelled at Zephyr, who replied:
“Watch me.”

Crow shot a fire ball at Zephyr, who tried to get away from the wall, but failed when Crow shot electricity in his direction. Crow focused the rice ball aura on Algracia. Zephyr saw hit holding the sword and shot strings at it.

“Perfect.” Crow then worked the sticky rice ball aura to stick to the strings on the sword and he stuck Algracia in the ground.

“Stay” Crow ordered, and before Algracia could yell at him for being an ass, he ran towards Zephyr, who was trying to pull away his strings when he realized he was a sitting duck. But before he could act, Crow jumped and charged lightning in his left hand and fire on the right.

“LIGHTNING FIRE SLASH!” Crow yelled for no reason. As he brought down both fists on Zephyr, who was hit in the face, and was sent flying as far as his stuck stings would let them. Crow walked over to him when a voice spoke behind him.

“You pass. Here is your i.d., your cardkey and a list of other wRHGs” The receptionist handed them over to him and left. Crow turned to Zephyr, who just got the strings off of Algracia.

“Good fight.” Crow said as he extended his hand.
Zephyr stared at it, then shook his hand, smiling.
“Not so bad yourself.”



Crow and zephyr and Algracia left the building and decided to train sometime.
“I don’t get it, what just happened?” Algracia asked.
“I don’t know, but the receptionist gave me this note after the fight. She said a man in black told her to give it to us, It says we need to keep fighting. Do you know what this means?”Crow asked eagerly.
“It means we’re on the right track, doesn’t it? I suppose we could find a place to stay.” Algracia replied.
“Well, whoever this man in black is, he probably has something to do about our past. Maybe we can catch him next time.”
Crow didn’t reply, he was thinking of all the possibilities, but then caught sight of a café.
“I suppose a cheesecake wouldn’t hurt.” He said to himself as he entered the shop.