
Name: Muramasa Songo.
Villain Name: Zenmetsu.
Age: 98 years old, looks like he's in his early 20's.
Height: 5ft, 11in.
Weight: 160lbs.
Appearance: Muramasa has fair skin and a toned, muscular frame. His unkept black hair is pulled back into a traditional samurai's knot, while he has some facial hair alongside his face. He has pitch black eyes, with a scar running down roughly an inch from the corner of his right eye. Tattoos are done along both of his forearms, and he has both of his ears pierced with multiple earrings. He wears a decorated red and black haori jacket along with a tradional black hakama, which is held tightly around his waist by a black obi underneath his haramaki sash. He also wears a pair of modified zōri along with tabi socks.
Power Source: Natural.
History: Muramasa and his childhood friend and rival, Masamune, were born in Grace's distant future. It was a time of peace and prosperity. All citizens were given gene altering injections, making it a race of super-humans. However, only one injection was allowed. Multiple injections were illegal and punishable by life imprisonment. The boys' fathers ran the two largest and most powerful companies on the planet; Masamune Technologies and Muramasa Industries. Like their sons, their fathers were rivals. However, their fathers hated each other and hoped their sons would share their resentment for each other. This was not the case. The two's friendship thrived on rivalry. When they were twenty-one, they broke into their fathers' company's research facilities to steal more of the gene altering injections without getting caught. Muramasa was able to get the injections first. A few months later they decided to see who could see who could make a working time machine first, which was just as illegal as taking multiple injections. After two years, Masamune came to Muramasa with a working time machine. The time machine glitched upon being used though. Instead of sending them back five minutes, it sent them back to feudal Japan. And even more, it somehow stopped them from aging. The time machine stopped working after that and the two tried to make the best of their situation. They studied various martial arts and began competing against each other in swordsmithing. The two spent seventy-five years in feudal Japan and their skills with a blade became that of legend. One day, after spending months working on their best katana yet, Masamune and Muramasa decided to see who created the better katana. They suspended the two blades in a nearby creek with the cutting surfaces against the current. Muramasa's blade cut everything that passed it. Fish, leaves, the very air which blew on it. Masamune's on the other hand cut nothing. Leaves floated past it, fish swam up to it, and the air hissed gently as it blew by the blade. The two threw down their finest creations as they began to argue about who was the better swordsmith. Suddenly, the inactive time machine turned back on, having been recharging energy for the past seventy-five years, and jumped through time again, taking Muramasa and Masamune with it. A monk had been traveling by the creek and had seen the two swordsmiths competing against each other before vanishing in a bright light. He took the two blades back to the temple where he lived, determined to keep the blades safe and to pass on the legend of Masamune and Muramasa.
Villain Name: Zenmetsu.
Age: 98 years old, looks like he's in his early 20's.
Height: 5ft, 11in.
Weight: 160lbs.
Appearance: Muramasa has fair skin and a toned, muscular frame. His unkept black hair is pulled back into a traditional samurai's knot, while he has some facial hair alongside his face. He has pitch black eyes, with a scar running down roughly an inch from the corner of his right eye. Tattoos are done along both of his forearms, and he has both of his ears pierced with multiple earrings. He wears a decorated red and black haori jacket along with a tradional black hakama, which is held tightly around his waist by a black obi underneath his haramaki sash. He also wears a pair of modified zōri along with tabi socks.
Power Source: Natural.
History: Muramasa and his childhood friend and rival, Masamune, were born in Grace's distant future. It was a time of peace and prosperity. All citizens were given gene altering injections, making it a race of super-humans. However, only one injection was allowed. Multiple injections were illegal and punishable by life imprisonment. The boys' fathers ran the two largest and most powerful companies on the planet; Masamune Technologies and Muramasa Industries. Like their sons, their fathers were rivals. However, their fathers hated each other and hoped their sons would share their resentment for each other. This was not the case. The two's friendship thrived on rivalry. When they were twenty-one, they broke into their fathers' company's research facilities to steal more of the gene altering injections without getting caught. Muramasa was able to get the injections first. A few months later they decided to see who could see who could make a working time machine first, which was just as illegal as taking multiple injections. After two years, Masamune came to Muramasa with a working time machine. The time machine glitched upon being used though. Instead of sending them back five minutes, it sent them back to feudal Japan. And even more, it somehow stopped them from aging. The time machine stopped working after that and the two tried to make the best of their situation. They studied various martial arts and began competing against each other in swordsmithing. The two spent seventy-five years in feudal Japan and their skills with a blade became that of legend. One day, after spending months working on their best katana yet, Masamune and Muramasa decided to see who created the better katana. They suspended the two blades in a nearby creek with the cutting surfaces against the current. Muramasa's blade cut everything that passed it. Fish, leaves, the very air which blew on it. Masamune's on the other hand cut nothing. Leaves floated past it, fish swam up to it, and the air hissed gently as it blew by the blade. The two threw down their finest creations as they began to argue about who was the better swordsmith. Suddenly, the inactive time machine turned back on, having been recharging energy for the past seventy-five years, and jumped through time again, taking Muramasa and Masamune with it. A monk had been traveling by the creek and had seen the two swordsmiths competing against each other before vanishing in a bright light. He took the two blades back to the temple where he lived, determined to keep the blades safe and to pass on the legend of Masamune and Muramasa.
