- Abilities:
Sword with String. String attaches onto the handle of the sword. So, if sword thrown, then he can reel it back. Pulling his opponent with it. String cannot be cut. Only be destroyed with fire. Stealth.
- Weaknesses:
He is a psycho. So during his battles, he'll break down and remember his past (check the story) then scream endlessly. He will most likely stop fighting and sulk. He is basically frozen.
- About/Story:
As a child, Lee was loved. Everyone in the village loved him. In fact, whoever didn't love him, was considered crazy. He was living his life as a popular kid and popular or not, body guards or no body guards, this kid would train to protect himself and the ones he loved. But one night whilst the village were asleep. This was the night of Lee's 7th Birthday. Everyone was tired of the celebration. But of course, in the entire world, there must be one person who doesn't like you. So now the fact that all were asleep, apart from his bodyguards, this was the perfect opportunity. He was vulnerable. He was kidnapped. By the unknown. No village was classified responsible, no gladiators, no body. Lee was not killed though. He was returned the next morning fine. No damage done... or was there... He lived the next day normal, all jolly and happy. His mother was over the moon with the fact that the boy was one year closer to being a man. Therefore being allowed to compete in the iron fist tourney. The day passed by as normal. Celebrations after celebrations. Lee wasn't the only kid in the village. Everyone just loved him as he was always kind to the elderly, always spoke of his dreams to make the world happy and everyone loved that. Night time came... Lee was sleeping normal until he had a dream. A red world and his mother and father attempting to kill him. They held their machetes right at his neck. Until... SLICE. Lee then jumped up. Looked left and right and started rubbing his hands against his dripping in sweat neck. He got up and felt all weird. Like everyone hated him. He thought that he had dreamed the future. Then he picked up his sword he trained with everyday, and headed down the corridor. He smashed open every single door to find his mother and father which he no longer knew. He eventually found them, they were screaming and they were shocked. He then recklessly took a swing with his sword and there he stood. His mother and father heads' on the floor. He had now gone back to his normal mode. No more brainwash. He cried and cried. The whole night was dreadful. It was the night his parents became martyrs and he became a murderer. What now? He has lost his heart. He carried on down the city into the night. Till he found the well. He washed his sword. Then the next morning. He was nowhere to be seen... He had murdered his family, and did it in cold blood. What could he do now? He is lonely. THE END.
- Demo: http://www.filz.us/view/a2bf3e57-50a/
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