Description: Currently Deceased

Name: Volke
Gender: Male
Age: 32
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 190
Skin Tone: Auburn
Eye Colour: Cardinal
Hair Colour: Hazel
Occupation: Assassin

Weapons: Peshkatz & Stilleto - These are the main killing and assassination tools that he uses in almost all of his killing. In the very beginning of his life, he was gifted with these works of art that would define his life from the moment that he gripped the handles of both incredible accurate weapons. They both have their own unique past, branching all the way to the day they were first crafted into existence. Together, he uses them for his own personal and complicated styles of fighting, and for an even more complex style known as the 'Hands of Deceit'.

Rekka no Ken - This blade is truly known as "The Scorching Reason". Nothing else is known about this mystical blade.




Personality: The personality of this myth is long since buried with the rest of his dark past. Upon first meeting him, he's an apparently laid back fool, who seems to be nothing more than a drunk and a flirt. Once having met him for long enough, and things began to accelerate in terms of situation, things change drastically. Those that get to know Volke long enough learn that he has a form of mental disease of sorts, or more like a mental instability. He begins to remember things from his past, horrible things he's done. He hears voices, and remembers the killed and deeds of his past that tap on his shoulder every second of his life. Volke's a confusing man, someone who should be avoided for his instability.

History: As the story goes, there was once a grand academy somewhere within the depths of a mountain range, whose amazing size would render the mountains nearly impossible to those who tried; not that there were many attempts. And within the gates of this academy, remains the secrets of over one thousand years of secrets, passed down from generation to generation. The students of this academy were taught these secrets in exchange for an oath, swearing to abide by the Assassins Creed.

The male known as Volke was one of the very few people who were chosen to attend this sacred academy. His own memory of his upbringing wasn't something he saw perfectly, so some events were hazy, even to him. All he truly remembers is the lessons there, which, in a way, would make him the perfect tool for assassination. He was primarily apathetic.. He was detached from the world around him, only choosing to affiliate himself with people who he thought could offer him something that could make his objective of the time successful.

Still Volke eventually embraced some of the human emotions, and feelings that made a human, just that. A human. This weakened Volke's abilities and skill but eventually he made up for it in sheer practice and experience to match his only counterpart, Anonymous.

One of the very few people who he chose to talk to would be the Ancient One: a male who was thought to be the very core of the assassination trade. He was one of the last remaining ancients who created a style of assassination, which, due to its lethality, was not allowed to be passed on by any other than himself. This technique would be known as Hands of Deceit to the few who were lucky enough to learn it. In truth, the Ancient One valued his other student Anonymous over Volke, but Volke never took it to heart.

And Volke was one of the very few. Eventually, he began to surpass his mentors, learning nothing from his daily lessons. As such, the only thing that would allow him to continue learning would be to learn Hands of Deceit. So he approached the ancient, and the ancient agreed to tutor him.

After learning so much from the style, and beginning to discover certain secrets that no other students could possibly comprehend or understand, the fountain in which he drunk knowledge from was severed. The Ancient One was killed, his blood stained on the hands of one of his greatest students to ever live. Soon enough, Anonymous began to kill everyone that got in his way...but Volke.

They remained locked and equal in skill, as they competed to kill one another. Eventually after so much time of fighting each other, Volke went his own way. It was time to move on. With him, he took the scrolls of the ancient, which locked the ancient style of the Hands of Deceit, and a far more...powerful and sacred secret within. Though weathered and nearly impossible to understand, Volke refuses to open the scroll to find out what lies within. Instead, he wanders the world with the school with him, refusing to give it to Anonymous or anyone else, let alone tell them. It is a secret that he has carried with him since his true life as a assassin began.

After emerging into the world of Ghalerion for several years, he encountered the legendary warrior known as Ran, whom ended his life after an intense battle that went down in history. It was said that he died on that very place, and with him died the legend of Rekka no Ken.

• Ghalerion