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~ Introduction Of The Character: ~

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• Full Name- Killua Zoldyck.

• Nickname: Little Kil by people older than him, Kil by his sister.

• Alias: None.

• Epithet: The Warhammer Assassin.

- Reason Behind This Epithet: His job and abilities.

• Gender: Male

• Age: Pre-Timeskip; 13. Post-Timeskip; 15.

• Species: Human

• Ethnicity//Nationality: Japanese

• Sexual Preference//Orientation: Bisexual

• Status: Alive

• Occupation//Affiliation: Mercenary

• Organisation: None

• Pirate Crew(s)//Marine Life: He works for the Marines as a hired mercenary but is often hired by others as well. If he has to choose between a job from the Marines and a job from someone else, he'll usually choose the Marines.

• Bounty: None

• Bounty Disclaimer: Alive

• Zodiac Sign: Cancer

• Birthday: July 7th

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~ The Character's Appearance: ~

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~ Appearance: ~

He is thin but is mostly muscle. He has white hair and blue eyes.

• Height: 5'2

• Weight: 120lbs

• Handedness: Right

• Clothing Style: I'll just put the picture below...

• Tattoo//Birthmark//Scar: None

• Extra Features//Never Seen Without?: None.

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~ About The Character: ~

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~ Personality: ~

He's pretty laid back and relaxed, but when he needs to be, he can get serious.

• Favorites//Likes: He likes sweets and apple juice.

• Mannerisms: ...idk-?

• Sense of Justice//Morality: He doesn't really care much about justice and just follows the orders he's given. His Morality revolves around his sister, often thinking about how something would effect her.

• Goals//Motivations//Dreams: He just wants his sister to have a life of happiness.

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~ The Character's Abilities//Powers: ~

He can use a Devil Fruit, Armament Haki, and Observation Haki.

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~ Devil Fruit Information: ~

• Did they eat a Devil Fruit or not?: Yes

If yes, Devil Fruit name: Titan-Titan Fruit Model: Warhammer.

• Devil Fruit Type: Mythical Zoan

• Abilities//Powers: He has the Titan-Titan Fruit Model: Warhammer. In base, this allows him to create small structures, often spikes, that come from the ground. They're about the size of a small house with pretty good durability. He can also coat his limbs and other areas on his body in something known as "Titan Shell." Titan Shell is like a thin armor that can coat his skin and it is also what the structures are made out of. He has a transformation that turns him into a massive white humanoid creature. In this form, he is around 15 meters tall and can create weapons out of the Titan Shell. Often, he creates a long handled hammer. The structures he creates are now bigger but are also less durable. The bigger the structure, the less durable it is. This is what the transformation looks like:

• Strengths: Hand to Hand

• Weaknesses: Water

~ Fighting Styles: ~

• Haki: Good Armament and Observation

• Sword: Weak

• Fruit: Amazingly Skilled

• Hand to Hand: Strong

~ Stats: ~

• Power/Attack-{Out of 10}: 6/10

• Intelligence//Knowledge-{Out of 10}: 6/10

• Will To Act-{Out of 10}: 6/10

• Speed-{Out of 10}: 7/10

• Swordsmanship-{Out of 10}: 4/10

• Agility-{Out of 10}: 8/10

• Offense-{Out of 10}: 7/10

• Defense-{Out of 10}: 8/10

• Hand-To-Hand Combat-{Out of 10}: 7/10

• Long Range Accuracy-{Out of 10}: 6/10

• Preferred Weapon: None

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~ The Character's Relationships With Others: Most people see him as a pretty cool guy to hang out with... unless, of course, they're his target.

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• Reputation: A skilled mercenary for hire.

• Relationship Status: Single

~ Friend(s)//Allies: While he has made friends while traveling, his sister is the most important person in his life.

~ Enemies: Anyone who tries to harm his sister.

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~ The Character's Bio//Backstory//Background: ~

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• Sea Of Origin: South Blue

• Birthplace: Zol Island

• Date of Birth: July 7th.

• Time of Birth: Who knows

• Date of Death: None

• Time of Death: None

• Place of Death: None

• Cause of Death: Probably death

~ Bio//Backstory//Background: ~

The salt spray stung Killua’s face as the small rowboat sliced through the choppy waters. He gripped the oars, his slender arms already aching, but he didn’t slow. Beside him, nestled in the bow, sat Alluka, her black eyes fixed on the horizon, a silent serenity radiating from her. He glanced at her, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. Keeping her safe, making her happy, was the only thing that truly mattered.

Killua Zoldyck wasn't your average fifteen-year-old. He was born into a world of shadows, a legacy of blood and steel. The Zoldycks, a name whispered with fear across the seas, were assassins. His family, a twisted caricature of familial love, consisted of his detached grandparents, emotionless parents, and two brothers vying for power within the clan’s grim hierarchy.

And then there was Alluka. Three years younger than him, she was an anomaly in their cold, calculating world. Sensitive, perceptive, yet cloaked in a quietness that bordered on unsettling. The Zoldycks saw her as a liability, an unpredictable element they couldn’t control. They whispered about a hidden power, a dangerous energy that pulsed beneath her fragile exterior. They neglected her, locking her away, treating her like a broken doll.

Killua ed the day he found her huddled in a dusty attic, tears silently streaming down her face. From that moment on, his life had a purpose. He'd vowed to protect her, to shield her from the darkness that consumed his family. He started spending less and less time in the Zoldyck estate, often sneaking out at night to explore the world beyond the island. He learned how to pick locks, scale walls, and disappear into the shadows, skills the family tried to instill for assassination, but he intended to use for Alluka’s freedom.

One day, while exploring a dilapidated warehouse in a port town, he stumbled upon a strangely shaped fruit, its skin a dull, earthy grey. Curiosity overriding his caution, he ate it. The world swam before his eyes, a wave of power crashing over him. He knew instinctively what he'd done, what he'd become. He had eaten a Devil Fruit, a Titan-Titan Fruit Model: Warhammer.

The possibilities were terrifying and exhilarating. He experimented in secret, transforming into a colossal humanoid, his skin hardening into the "Titan Shell" – a dense, white jewel material. He practiced creating weapons, colossal hammers that could shatter mountains, and sharpened spikes that erupted from the ground with terrifying force. He learned to control the power, to coat his limbs in the Titan Shell for added protection and strength, to create smaller, more manageable structures.

His Devil Fruit abilities, combined with his natural agility and developing Haki, made him a formidable force. He honed his Armament Haki, learning to reinforce his body with an invisible armor, adding another layer of defense to his already resilient Titan Shell. He also developed his Observation Haki, allowing him to sense the presence and intentions of others, a crucial skill in their increasingly dangerous world.

The Zoldycks, strangely, didn’t seem to mind his absences as long as he brought in the money. They were mercenaries for the World Government, accepting contracts that stained their hands red. Killua didn't have a problem with the World Government. He’d shut off that part of himself, focusing solely on the rewards, the funds he needed to keep him and Alluka afloat.

He used the money to buy them age on ships, to find small, secluded islands where they could stay for a while, away from the Zoldycks and the judging eyes of the world. He always made sure Alluka had whatever she wanted, be it a rare flower, a beautiful seashell, or just a warm bed and a full stomach.

One evening, sitting on a beach watching the sunset paint the sky in brilliant hues, Alluka finally spoke, her voice barely above a whisper. "Kil… are we safe?"

Killua looked at her, his heart aching with a fierce protectiveness. He wrapped his arm around her, pulling her close. "As long as I'm here, Alluka," he said, his voice filled with steel, "no one will ever hurt you. I promise."

He knew the promise was impossible to keep. He knew the world was filled with dangers, with enemies lurking in the shadows. But as he looked into Alluka's trusting eyes, he vowed to fight with every fiber of his being, to wield his Devil Fruit, his Haki, and his skills as a Zoldyck to protect the only person he truly cared about. The world could throw whatever it wanted at them. He was ready. He was Killua Zoldyck, and he wouldn't let anyone take his sister away.

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I was forced to copy and paste from my Ren OC, so if there's some inconsistencies or similarities between the two, that's way. Don't bore me with your critiques.