Fate Rewritten by Wordsworthy

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Chapter 28: White Out

An incessant series of chilling winds swept across the white-capped mountain peaks, lifting sprays of loose snow into the air while sending gentle ripples down the calm of the mountain. Even so, this small contained turbulence was nothing out of the ordinary for the icy heights. What were out of the ordinary here were the three sudden geysers of ice and snow that spurted forth from the powdered snow, and the muffled sound of voices within the thin mountain air that followed.

"Puri…" coughed and sputtered a head of dark blue hair as a small mound of snow fell around it, revealing the remainder of the man's body. "That wasn't so bad now... was it?"

The man almost changed his mind immediately when the temperature finally caught up to him, shivering a little while pulling his coat nearer to him. The rune on his right hand glowed faintly before he felt better, having distorted a paper-thin skin of space around him to cut out the cold.

In contrast, the blonde girl that emerged not long after he did seemed to have little problem with the temperature despite the seemingly thin black dress she was wearing and the amount of contact between her exposed areas and the icy elements. Instead, the snow around her seemed to melt of their own accord as she dispersed a small degree of heat outwards to aid her mobility in the frozen terrain.

"Yes… This… is preferable to ending up inside a rock…"

"Whmmoh pmmph oaf thmmph ith noph soph baph!?" (Which part of this is not so bad!?)

Somehow or another, no one seemed to have heard the last statement behind them, or at least pretended to not have heard it as the two mulled over the unfurled map and their quick survey over the area.

"Hmm… looks like my aim wasn't so bad either. The entrance is somewhere nearby."

"My sensors are picking up unusual heat signatures a few feet below the surface. A hidden subterranean entrance perhaps? Shall we employ subtlety or simply break down the doors?"

"Let's just break it down Aigis. I'm in a little bit of a hurry."

"Gyth!!" (Guys!!)

The two were about to make for the suspected entrance when the much louder cry made them stop in their tracks and look at each other.

"Minato… we really should…"

"Do we have to?"

"Gyth!!!" (Guys!!!)

A pair of feet stuck out from the snow, struggling and flailing about quite desperately but to no avail.

"… I miss the peace and quiet already."


A volley of armour piercing rounds punched through the camouflaged reinforced door before several high calibre shells blasted it wide open, allowing the frigid winds to penetrate into the interior of the warmer hangar beyond.

"Whoa… I can't believe Mitsuru gave you live ballistic ammunitions! Why didn't I get something like that?"

"Mitsuru? That is incorrect. Fuuka was the one who told me to 'break out the big guns'…"

"Erm… I think she meant something other than that 15mm auto-cannon on your arm… wait… this is Fuuka we're talking about so…"

The leader of the trio stepped silently through the opening while a dark-haired man and the blonde android held a small debate over the smoking ballistic armament grafted onto the latter's arm, a tri-barrelled Gatling gun with an auto-cannon at its centre. It wasn't long before his ears pricked up from beyond the various unmanned all-terrain vehicles, aircrafts and choppers.

"Ryoji, Aigis…"

The two looked up at the blue-haired man and then towards the direction where he held his gaze to find the first of the welcoming committee round the corner and come into view, a burly muscular man with hostile red hair and a scowl to match.

"What the – YOU! From that backwater country! Why are you here!?"

"I have business with Serph Sheffield. Please step aside." answered the leader of the group matter-of-factly and to the point.

"Go to hell, you bastards! You'll have to get through me first!"

The blue-haired man moved to go forward and meet the challenge but Ryoji cut in and stepped in front of him.

"Go on. I'll handle this one." said the dark-haired man as he fiddled with his cane, unscrewing its silver hilt to reveal a thin hidden rapier blade, a western variant of the shikomizue. "There's nothing more unsightly than an European gentleman without his manners."

"Ryoji…"

"Minato, Aigis, don't worry. The leading man never dies in the middle of the story."

"No one's going anywhere! Hyah!"

The red-haired man roared and charged at them, changing forms into a red bear-like two-headed demon before he leapt across the hangar floor with his claws protracted over massive rust-coloured fists. The clang of metal and the sound of chains rang out immediately after when a steel sword in the design of a nodachi met the claws and fists of the red beast demon.

"You definitely need to be disciplined." growled the silver draconic skull that replaced the dark-haired man in a black flash. The two demons exchanged several more hits before locking each other down, claws on blade. "Will you two just go already? How else am I to have my dramatic entrance?"

"Wha- Wait!!"

A small wry smile appeared on Minato's face as he passed the tussling pair on the way out of the hangar.

"I wouldn't look away if I were you."

"Argh! Damn you!"


The corridor that adjoined the hangar went on downhill for some distance before it came to an elevator. There was only one level indicated within and it led to a sizeable lounge area with rich furnishings, warm carpets and a high domed ceiling. Standing guard there were two adolescent girls, one with peach-pink hair and the other seaweed green. However, both of them were armed with heavy assault rifles and had no qualms about firing on the two uninvited guests as soon as they appeared between the elevator doors.

In response, the blonde android returned fire back on them with her Gatling attachment and forced them to scatter with a well-aimed ballistic shell that landed between them

"Please move on ahead. I'll hold them down here."

"Don't overdo it Aigis. Promise me that."

The blonde android nodded obediently at the rare request, being basically unable to say no to anything the man says anyway. With that, the navy-haired man darted forward and wove in and out between the enemies' line of fire effortlessly like a phantasmal shade, particularly with his dark long-coat billowing out and covering any trace of his fluid movement. Within seconds, he had already reached and passed through the exit to the room despite the hail of zinging bullets.

Taken aback initially by surprise, the two girls recovered their bearings and were about to give chase until another heavy barrage of gunfire and ballistic shells from an onrushing Aigis diverted their attentions away, causing them to roll aside to safety. Taking position between the two girls and the exit, the blonde android traded fire with the two until both sides ran out of what conventional ammunitions they had. Not that it really mattered to them.

The two girls looked at each other briefly before they threw away their depleted arms and their bodies darkened. A web-like series of glowing lines spread out along their bodices with increasing speed until they consumed them entirely, their visage turning demonic within the blink of an eye afterwards. Standing in their place were a lean brown demon with elongated arms and a green demon with a whip-like extension from her forehead.

Seeing that she was firing nothing but empty clicks, Aigis disengaged the spent Gatling attachment and allowed it to drop off onto the ground with a heavy metallic clatter. Within the cyan eyes, she registered her next command.

Initiating Stasis Blade

Previously concealed sections on the palm of her right hand slid open and two parallel blades layered within inches upon each other emerged from within, forming what seemed like a sword with two blades instead of a normal one. The blonde raised her new weapon to the forefront as the two blades started to vibrate with imperceptible but super-high velocities amidst a faint blue glow. Her servos revved and kicked into high gear just moments before a pale ochre glow infused the entirety of her synthetic being.

Initiating O1 mode. Requesting confirmation…

"I haven't done this in a while… Orgia Mode Activate!"


Leaving the sound of gunfire and explosions behind, the blue-haired intruder made his way down the hallway until it came to a hash of doors, three on either side of the hallway and a singular one at the end of the main hallway. As though guided by some unseen hand, the man seemed to head towards the room at the end of the hallway without and hesitation, drawn by the ominous presence within.

It was pitch dark within the room, and the temperature dropped several notable notches towards a frigid numbing point, yet the familiar tremble of quiet but overwhelming power could not be concealed entirely still. With steady deliberate steps, the visitor made his way to the centre of the room and settled himself down most casually on an empty armchair, folding his legs elegantly while leaning heavily to one side, resting an elbow on the well-stuffed armrest and the side of his face upon his open palm.

Despite the bored posture and expression, his steel-blue irises stared fixatedly at the silhouette of the only other presence in the room and the black and white of the chessboard prepared before them. He did not miss the peculiar placement of the White Queen as well, nor of the absence of all the White Pawns and the position of the White Bishop. If one was to take the untouched arrangement of the Black pieces into consideration, it would appear that the White Player had given himself quite the handicap, along with the first move.

No words were spoken, but the tension in the air was unmistakable. Slate-grey eyes were looking upon the blue-haired man in an intense gaze, as though daring him to pick up the uncommon gauntlet before him. In return, the grey-haired White Player received an enquiring, yet chiding look from his opponent as well. The terse silence-off went on for a while before a soft sigh broke it.

Just as I thought… I have no words for him, nor him for me… looks like the only way left for us to understand each other…

The blue-haired man extended his hand towards a black piece, hence taking on the mantle of the Black Player most reluctantly.

is to fight…


Footsteps from two pairs of high heels echoed faintly amidst the din of myriads noises as they drew up along the slumped young woman. Two feminine bodies bent down to inspect her condition with care, one of the them sighing softly in relief while another caressed and ruffled the short turf of black hair gingerly, as though chastising her for the worry. Straightening up, the woman with a head of short dark hair and miscoloured eys yelled out over the guttural grunts, roars, explosions and the clashing and rending of steel at the dysfunctional leader of her party.

"Hey Red, quit playing around and finish off the mutt already."

The white-haired man bared his fanged teeth briefly in her direction before turning his attention back unto his gigantic hulk of an enemy. Large fists the size of trees came crashing down one after another, causing the chamber to shudder as the hits dented craters unto the metallic floor from the ferocity of those monstrous punches. However, that wasn't enough to affect their elusive nemesis as the man dodged those blunt attacks with uncanny reflexes, veering off from the initial left and turning sharply to avoid the right while leaving several deep cuts into those appendages with that ravenous silver blade of his every time he passed them.

Racked by another wave of pain and frustration, the monster reared up and rotated itself quickly, trying to keep its target within its sights once again, the man having darted to an obscured side from that last move he pulled off. Disadvantaged by its own size and inadequate peripheral vision, the green goliath was slightly too sluggish to notice and react to the sudden reappearance of red and white at its other side other than snapping the remaining heads of teeth on his torso at him, an act that spilled further blood when the silver blade ate into and severed the remaining three heads at once with a fierce downward swing.

Maddened with wrath and bloodlust, the colossal demon began to make wild swipes at its diminutive bane with abandon, intending more to overwhelm and crush him with the mass and momentum of its frenzied charge than to score a real hit. In response to the flailing strikes, the man continued to spin about and around the tactless attempts to get him, bouncing unto and against a stray upward punch with the flat of his silver sword, catapulting himself into the air before somersaulting downwards in a vicious rolling overhead cut, this time taking the entire right arm off amidst a spray of darkened scarlet. Without giving the monstrous demon any pause for its grievous wound, the white-haired man turned and pressed on, sliding in with a Stinger thrust attack before unleashing yet another berserk barrage of slashes in all directions, culminating in an upward slash so powerful that it sent the green monstrosity reeling and his own silver blade spinning into the air.

Despite the circumstance, the mortally wounded giant suddenly caught itself helplessly staring after the slowly spinning silver sword with a start, its inscription "Rebellion" emblazoned across the newly awakened mind like white searing fire. Frantically, its hideous green head turned this way and that for its missing nemesis but seemingly to no avail. However, it suddenly became aware of both an impending premonition of doom and the female audience staring back at it with bemused expressions, or more accurately, staring at its back…

Whipping back and turning its body as quickly as it could, the three-storey tall demon froze up as it looked right back into a glowing clawed gauntlet. Standing before him was a fiendish visage of crimson and black, with hints of white amidst blood-red hair that framed his face and an armour-like hide that blazed with a bright golden radiance from his core and out along adjoining magma-like cracks. Mirth shone through his golden eyes as a mass of red and white energy swathed his dark gauntlet like unholy flames. With a cocky tilt of his head, he grinned evilly at the predator-turned-prey.

"Jackpot."

The energy gathered by the clawed hand blasted outwards in a wide divergent beam, consuming the huge lumbering monster completely, as well as everything beyond. Bits of the large green mass began to break off and disintegrate within the reddish light, writhing hopelessly with howls of pain as its body began to dissolve and scatter like sand in a red wind. After the remnants of light and dust faded, a red glove reached out and gripped the spinning silver sword in mid descent, letting it cut into the metal floor with a loud thud. The massive blade was then casually swung up and laid to rest upon the shoulder of a red trench-coat as the man turned around and walked towards the two women by the girl.

"How's the kid?"

"She's unconscious, but alive." answered the blonde woman curtly. "Sure looks like we'll be getting our money this time, huh Lady?"

"Shhh… don't jinx it Trish…"

The other woman barely finished her sentence before a bright light emerged from the unconscious girl, filling the chamber and engulfing the trio in white light.

"What the – "


A series of explosions erupted around the hangar where several stores of jet fuel and gasoline were, causing the cave-like room to become thick with smoke and flames. A heavy, tank-like six-wheeler was suddenly sent airborne for several seconds before a silver katana cleaved it cleanly in two, causing the halves to explode on either side of the warrior with a metal draconic skull. Thanatos growled darkly at the two-headed beast as he threw two more motorcycles at him, batting away one and slashing through the other.

The red demon closed the distance quickly thereafter to exchange blows once again, its clawed fists no less dangerous or tough as tempered steel.

Even though Thanatos had no problems fending off the onslaught of punches and swipes despite the unwieldy length of his blade, the impact of each blow was getting it to him, the shockwave of each filtering through the steel and unto his arms. The growing number of lacerations on the red demon's arms was also beginning to take its toll on it. After having clashed against each other repeatedly in an oddly comical pattern, sword and fists flatly cancelling each other for who knows how many times, the two less than human entities sprang apart, shaking their aching arms in unison. As entertaining as it was to butt heads without care or concern, the stronger feeling now was that of frustration… and a pressing need to outdo the other no matter what.

Both combatants roared as they put forth all their strength into their next blow, a glowing red fist landing squarely on the metallic mug while the steel sword slashed down diagonally from a red shoulder, sending each other flying from the rebound effect and crashing into helicopters and planes alike.

The two-headed demon picked itself up from the wreckage of two choppers, grimacing as it pushed apart the large chunks of burning debris in front of it. Its red muscular glowed faintly before it dissolved slowly back into the red-haired young man. Visibly breathing heavily, he wiped the thin trickle of blood flowing from his lips with his grey cape, scowling from a mix of distaste and indignation.

"Damn…" cursed the redhead bitterly. "I didn't want to use this toy of his… Damn it!"

From within his grey cape, he withdrew a black ring inset with an unnatural green orb, slipping it onto his right hand. Both the ring and the fireball mark on his right arm smouldered with dark scarlet flames for several seconds before his body began to blacken. Those flames continued to run down the glowing lines that spread out across his body while his shape began to remould itself.

"Mantra Data upgrade completed. The Karma Ring… This power is… Vritra! Ugh… Rawwr!!!"

The dark shape of the man grew in size as it lost almost all traces of its humanity, eventually emerging in the form of a huge canine-like demon with one main face and three other on its left, right and below. Each face consisted mainly of serrated teeth on a pair of powerful jaws and roared as one in its first howl, its declaration of war in a sense. Two thick tentacles flailed alongside, taking the role of its otherwise absent limbs.

On the other hand, Thanatos burst free from the messy debris that it was buried under with aplomb, albeit a little belatedly. Unlike his opponent, he had managed to maintain his form through the harsh hit. However, despite his evident durability he was not very pleased. Screw that, he was hopping mad at the moment.

"Grrr… now you've done it." growled the metallic draconic skull menacingly. "Of all the bloody places to hit, you hit my face! Unforgivable!"

The howl from his opponent's new form finally made Thanatos aware of the new threat at hand, the shockwave of which clearing all the debris and rubble between the two. Thanato's dark coat billowed out behind him from the force of the cry, but remained otherwise unruffled by the showy monstrous form.

"A second form huh? Well, two can play at that game!"

An intense black aura escaped from the black demon, trailing about its outline like a great defiant shadow, unwilling to keep to its place in the backgrounds anymore. The size and concentration of the aura continued to grow as more black energy escaped out of the dark demon, contributing to the rise of the large thrashing shadow behind him.

"I've been saving all these shadows from Kyoto… but to hell with it…"

Vritra's four mouths glowed brightly from the flames gathered within them, wisps of which escaped intermittently to dye its immediate surroundings in a sick ruby light. Meanwhile, the large amassing shadow began to manifest itself into great dark wings which enveloped Thanatos, steadily changing its appearance within while a grey clay-like matter spread and plastered itself on the metallic skull.

"Time to fight like a Shadow… Moonless Gown!"

A powerful stream of continuous flames and erratic energy burst forth from Vritra and converged upon their target, only for the attack to crash like waves just inches from the body of its enemy, dissipating harmlessly before and about it. It was then that the great wings finally unfurled themselves, revealing a grey face with hollowed orifices, the wholly malevolent side of the being known as Mochizuki Ryoji, the form of the dreaded Appriser from years bygone. However, the first thing he did was to pilfer another well-known wisecrack from some other wise guy somewhere.

"Let's dance, bub."


A loud alien hum resonated persistently around the lounge chamber, originating from the twin-bladed sword attachment that vibrated constantly like a high-powered tuning fork. The above-mentioned piece of futuristic technology from the Kirijo Corporation was being masterfully wielded by yet another of its masterpiece, the blonde android whirling around with all the speed and flexibility accorded by her design as strikes descended from all directions. The two demons that Aigis waylaid were turning out to be more of a handful than originally thought. While not exceptionally powerfully, both demons possessed remarkable speed and agility that made them elusive targets. That, plus the fact that their combination was so perfectly synchronized meant that they were literally running circles around the blonde, peppering with sharp vicious hits, wearing her down slowly but surely.

The android frowned when her latest flurry of slashes and thrusts missed their mark due to the pair's odd dance, albeit just barely. That made it all the more frustrating since the difference was by mere half-seconds and millimetres, a nearly intangible difference that held far too many tangible real-time effects.

Aigis winced sharply as she was yanked back in the middle of a slash, a green whip having lashed and latched onto her right arm. The android quickly channelled more power to her phase-shift armour just before she was hurled towards the far wall by the green demon, a timely move considering the brown demon had emerged out of nowhere to add a hefty kick to her torso. Nevertheless, static blurred into her vision as she impacted heavily against the wall, forming concentric ripples on the earthen wall. The blonde grimaced further as she dropped onto the floor once again, an internal alarm and timer adding on to her growing list of concerns.

Looking up from dishevelled strands of stray blonde hair, she managed to pick up her two opponents approaching rapidly from both edges of her vision, a pincer attack. Raising herself quickly to a crouched position upon her left arm, Aigis mustered what energy she could and channelled it to her stasis blade, causing the hum to rise to a deafening note. Pulling back her right, she impaled the weapon straight into the ground below, causing the ground to crack and buckle, stunning the two demons and rocking their footing. The ground beneath the android suddenly erupted as massive shockwave blasted outwards, catching the two demons unawares and blowing them backwards while large chunks of rock dislodged from the ground struck their bodies.

Aigis remained in her crouched stance even as the cloud of dust and debris began to settle, the faint amber glow about her beginning to fade. Large amounts of exhaust escaped from the hidden seams of her joints as her body sought to deal with the condensed heat accumulated from Orgia Mode, her systems easing back within normal operating parameters. Slightly dimmed cyan eyes watched warily as her opponents began to pick themselves up. The blonde tried to do the same but her servos were slow to respond, a side effect of the potent supercharge.

At the sight of the now approaching enemies, and the cool-down timer still one minute from completion, Aigis mouthed a silent apology before she used the last resort available to her in such a vulnerable state.

"I'm sorry Fuuka, Mitsuru… ah… but not Minato… Not yet anyway…"

The as yet unused device underneath her red ribbon began whirl, as though awakening from a long slumber while blue energy cackled around it. An audible click sounded deep within before a burst of blue energy emerged from her synthetic body.

"Persona."

The blue energy converged and melded into the silhouette of a familiar Persona, one armed with a great halberd and shield, one that had always heeded her call, her reliable other self, Athena. However, before Aigis could call out gratefully to her silent guardian, the large mass of blue particles remaining began to swarm around the said Persona, enveloping it in a blue cocoon. A bright fuchsia glow swirled and overtook the blue luminescence within, turning the entire cocoon from blue to red. In the split second that it happened, the cocoon began to disintegrate into red energy particles that bore the shape of small butterflies, revealing the mysteriously corporeal form of the new Persona that descended onto the chamber floor before her.

Cyan eyes widened as they stared back into deep red irises, the blonde scarcely able to believe her eyes or, what she was about to hear.

"Nee-san."


Author's Notes:

I'll keep my A/N short due to a lack of time. A bit of action here, a little surprise there… let me know if what you guys think. I wanted to wrap things up but it seems like I have to save it for one more chapter. Oh well…

That's it for now I'm afraid. Do let me know your comments through the reviews as usual.

Later then.


Omake 25: SIU Dossier – The Embryon 2020 (Brown Envelope)

At first glance, the terrorist group known as the Embryon was comprised of former members of the Embryon Research Group who had perished during the 2015 accident. However, that was not entirely true as they were in actuality clones of the original members, created and perfected by the sole surviving member of the group, Sera Sheffield.

Created originally as clones to replace the loved ones she lost, their existence drew the notice of another terrorist-occultist group headed by Margot Cuvier in order to use the complete DNA encryption to perfect a demon virus that the original Embryon Research Group had conceived but abandoned due to ethical concerns. Captured by Cuvier's private army of occultist, the clones were exposed to the imperfect demon virus in order to force Sera Sheffield to complete the DNA encryption that would perfect the virus. However, the clones' bodies already possessed latent DNA genes that reacted with the imperfect demon virus and fused the two together, awakening their true potential. Cuvier altered her plans and infused the clones with another unethical super-soldier project codenamed the Mantra program, using an external program to reshape their DNA and abilities. Cuvier also attempted to brainwash the clones into subservience, but Sera protected their minds with her psychic abilities. While not a long term measure, on hindsight, it bought her enough time as Serph Sheffield awakened as the first complete specimen of Cuvier's demon soldier plan, save for the mind control. Even alone, Serph demonstrated the full potency of Cuvier's diabolical mechanization when he single-handedly broke his fellow clones and Sera from captivity; showcasing wholly efficient bloodlust, destructive abilities and an indestructible body.

After their escape, the clones stabilised their own bodies with Sera abilities while seeking a cure to remove the demon virus from their own DNA. However, perhaps due to overusing her abilities, Sera's body began to deteriorate at a rapid rate. In order to save her life, they required the use of the EGG technology which was held by Cuvier. The clones brokered a deal whereby they left Sera within the EGG while they sought out mysterious entities known as Shadows for the Cuvier group. Their last known activities include several attacks on secret research facilities owned by the Kirijo Corporation, which were most likely aimed on acquisition of those Shadow entities.

Individual Profiles:

Name: Argilla Wilde

Apparent Age: 16 years

Biological Age: 3 years 8 months

Role: Sniper, Rush Attacker

Mantra Completion: 55%

Demon Form: Prithivi

Background: A clone of the original Argilla Wilde and one of the last to be created by Sera Sheffield, her demon form is of Prithivi, a brown demon with elongated arms. Her Mantra Programs are focused towards speed and agility. Her Atma mark is the Seismic Wave situated on the left side of her chest.

Name: Jinana Wilde

Apparent Age: 16 years

Biological Age: 3 years 8 months

Role: Sniper, Rush Attacker

Mantra Completion: 55%

Demon Form: Usas

Background: A clone of the original Jinana Wilde and one of the last to be created by Sera Sheffield, her demon form is of Usas, a green demon with whip-like vines on her head and her arms. Her Mantra Programs are focused towards speed and agility. Her Atma mark is the Aurora situated on the right side of her chest.

Name: Cielo Rastafari

Apparent Age: 16 years

Biological Age: 3 years 8 months

Role: Assault

Mantra Completion: 60%

Demon Form: Dyaus

Background: A clone of the original Cielo Rastafari and one of the last to be created by Sera Sheffield, his demon form is of Dyaus, a lean demon with bat-like wings on his arms, resembling a humanoid Pteradactyl. His Mantra Programs are focused towards flight, agility and lightning magic. His Atma mark is the Rainbow Arch situated on his right thigh.

Name: David Gale

Apparent Age: 18 years

Biological Age: 3 years 10 months

Role: Assault

Mantra Completion: 85%

Demon Form: Vayu

Background: A clone of the original David Gale and one of the second batch of clones to be created by Sera Sheffield, his demon form is of Vayu, a tall demon with a green cloak around his torso and blades on his feet. His Mantra Programs are spread out over elemental magic and physical combat abilities, making him one of the more balanced and complete fighters. His Atma mark is the Twister situated on his left leg.

Name: Jenna Angel

Apparent Age: 18 years

Biological Age: 3 years 10 months

Role: Assault

Mantra Completion: 90%

Demon Form: Harihara

Background: A clone of the original Jenna Angel and one of the second batch of clones to be created by Sera Sheffield, her demon form is of Harihara, a white demon with a face that is half white, half black. Her Mantra Programs are spread out over elemental magic and physical combat abilities, but slightly more focused towards the physical, making her a fearsome fighter. Her Atma mark is the Maelstrom situated on her left arm.

Name: Heat O'Brien

Apparent Age: 20 years

Biological Age: 4 years

Role: Assault

Mantra Completion: 85%

Demon Form: Agni

Background: A clone of the original Heat O'Brien and one of the first clones to be created by Sera Sheffield, his demon form is of Agni, a red two-headed demon. His Mantra Programs are heavily focused on physical combat abilities and spread out among the other traits, making him a power-based fighter. His Atma mark is the Fireball situated on his right arm. Usually assumes vice-leadership of the group due to his relative age.

Name: Serph Sheffield

Apparent Age: 20 years

Biological Age: 4 years

Role: Assault, Leader

Mantra Completion: 100%

Demon Form: Varna

Background: A clone of the original Serph Sheffield and one of the first clones to be created by Sera Sheffield, his demon form is of Varna, a white demon with blades on his arms. Due to his inherent genetic makeup and powerful mind, he had mastered the entire course of Mantra Programs in a shorter than expected time, allowing him to break free and surprise his occultist captors during the escape. His Atma mark is the Water Crown situated on his left cheek. He assumes leadership of the group due to his complete abilities and position as the oldest clone. As he had mastered the final Monotheist Mantra, he is immune to all forms of elemental and physical attacks.