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Name: Motsudo
Nickname: Mots. Motsu. The Holy Man. The Preacher. A**HOLE, The Crimson Reaper.
Age: 23
Gender: Male

Height: 6'00"
Weight: 200
Appearance: Motsudo is a rather handsome looking man. From jet black hair to fair skins, he's the envy of most females attention. Girls love him, guys hate him. Steal his look? He'll kill you for it. He wears a rather long and flowing robe with giant arm holes, allowing him a wide array of movements and rather quick agility. He's slender yet built considering and tends to be stronger than he looks. He's always got a smile upon his face, except when you threaten his Mother. Then it turns to rage. A blue robe is what he wears and tends to hold a fan in one of his hands. Sandles. Socks. Things like that. Gotta keep his feet clean after all. His nails are clean and short, meaning he will not be attacking anyone with them any time soon. His eyes, sea blue in nature, are sharp and ready to see any threat that would approach his mother. His teeth are pearly whites that he likes to flash about and let females swoon over. He cares not for them. For his life is devoted to his Mother and Lord Jashin. For the most part, this does not change. However, it's been shown that on certain nights, when his mother is in the most danger, his hair will change to white, his eyes will become red and what looks to be a snake made out of smoke will curl around his body. A truly terrifying visage to see when the moon is high into the air. His Mother does not see this side of him. For he keeps it special, for those thinking they can hurt his mother. Do not approach him at night. This is your warning. Should you not heed this warning, you will find out why he calls himself the Crimson Reaper.~

Land: Wanderer (Amegakure )
Character Rank: A
Clan: Jashinist (Cult/clan)
Element: N/A

Personality: Motsudo is a rather kind lad. He's a wanderer who is polite to those he meets He's not really quiet or shy, in fact if you broach the right topic, he can speak for hours with a joy in his heart and words that could move even the most stone heart shinobi in the land. But if you try to bring up something he doesn't want to talk about, he will simply smile at you and give you short answers. An indication that he's bored. This holds true except towards one person. His Mother. He will give both short and long answers and remain the same rapt individual to her. Just be careful though. Every smiling face is hiding a demon, ready to be released at a moments notice. Motsudo suffers from a kind of PTSD. One that doesn't leave him incapacitated if it's triggered but instead sends him into a rage induced dance with death against whoever it was who triggered it. Only his Mother has been known to calm him down from it but the aftermath is usually devastating before she can. This is rather rare as the topic is a specific instance in his life that he would rather not have people know about other than his Mother. One would advise to speak carefully around the Holy Man but usually that isn't a problem. When it comes to people you can rely on, Motsudo can be the one you can go for. He's loyal and a hard worker for a wanderer. When put to a task, he will see it through to the very end. There is no half-assing something as Lord Jashin would not like that. When he's on a task, he will put his full attention to it for the time being. If something needs killing, it's very common to see this Holy Man pause before the act to give a prayer to Lord Jashin. After that, he will defeat the enemy but usually leave them alive long enough to finish his prayers of the hunt. From using their blood and his own to create his Lord's symbol to inflicting multiple wounds on both his and their body, be they human or not. One was not satisfied until the Lord was.
Character History: The History of Motsudo is a rather interesting one. At heart, he's just a wandering lad who doesn't seem to be much of an interest. He has decent clothing for being a wanderer but other than that, he's a simple handsome holy man. Most, if they knew what his religion was, would call him anything but holy. To him? He's a priest. His life wasn't always so wandery though. From his birth, his mother simply gave him away. They didn't actually want a child and gave him away as soon as they could. He was raised in an orphanage where he was picked on and bullied almost daily. Through it all, he kept a smile upon his face. When the day came and he was adopted by a wandering female, he looked up at her after going about twenty yards from the orphanage, he asked if he could burn it down so that no others would have to suffer. When he was told that he wasn't allowed, he expressed a slight amount of sadness but recovered from it quickly after being told that he would be wandering around. So many places to see. So many things to do. It would be a few years down the road when something happened to Motsudo that changed his life. He found a symbol upon the ground, covered in a small amount of dirt. This silver necklace was a triangle with a circle encompassing it. It was then that Motsudo had an epiphany. He was to be a holy man and tell others about this symbol. The night he found it, he received a dream from the god Jashin, instructing Motsudo in the ways of his beliefs so that Motsudo would be able to spread the religion Jashinist. Upon waking, Motsudo told his Mother about the dream and what was said in it. She rubbed his head slightly and supported him in her own way. It was only down the road later, after years of worship of the Lord Jashin, that Motsudo was given a second dream. A dream that showed him a most forbidden jutsu that only the most devoted of Jashinist would learn. A jutsu that would make him immortal. Lord Jashin instructed him to use it and he, being the devoted holy man that he was, did just that. Motsudo told his Mother what had happened, just like before. She responded in a rather simple way. "Do what you want with your life. Find your meaning. And if your meaning is to be by my side, then I will accept you with open arms, dear boy." He told her exactly what he thought, as was his want. "I shall devote my life to Jashin, but I will also devote it to you, Mother. For you have both saved me in different ways. You, who took me from the orphanage which I did not like and Jashin for giving me a second purpose that I could fulfill by your side." With that in mind, Motsudo was both a child and protector of his Mother, even if she didn't need protection. He was a weapon for her and a weapon for Jashin. Beware the Jashinist with a mother complex. For he is the most deadly of opponent you will meet. Beware the Mother of the Jashinist, for she will be your end. Now a days, Motsudo wanders the lands with his Mother, preaching the word of Jashin to all who would listen to him. If any were to threaten his Mother, he would swiftly show them the wrath of Jashin. Motsudo, somewhere in his travels, picked up a weapon that he would call his Holy Weapon, given to him by Lord Jashin himself. He saw a single bladed scythe and felt his soul attracted to it. It, however, wasn't complete. So he prayed for guidance from lord Jashin and received an image in his mind. A blade on each side would complete it. Symmetry. Just like his necklace. It was perfect. With these two items at his side, Motsudo knew he was ready to take on the world at his mothers side. But there was still one thing he was missing. One thing that Lord Jashin would one day deliver to him.. A Father. Once he had obtained a Father, he knew his family would be complete. So with that in mind, he looks to the future. A future with Lord Jashin, his Mother and his Father without a face in it. Maybe even more? Possibly even more. Even while looking to the future, Motsudo will always keep an eye on the present. He won't let his Mother come to harm if it's something he can prevent and thus will train his body, mind and soul to make sure she stays happy. Even with the tough love she gives him, he will only give her kindness back. Her tough love makes him see that she truly cares for him, after all.