Hirui

Hirui played by Fuhai

## Overview

*Chōrō is an individual that is truly humble and at total peace with himself and the environment around himself and in terms of who he is to everyone. He is surprisingly well mannered but stern and serious when it comes to respect. He is honorable as long as one is honorable in return. But there is an arrogant, ruthless and unforgiving side that awaits those that intend to disrespect or dishonor his name.*

## Mental Strengths

*Clear and sound mind and a strong will.*

## Mental Weaknesses

*his code of honor often hinders his ability to fight at full strength. This is a mental restraint as he has been following it for so long its become second nature to him.*

## History

*Chōrō was one of the first beings to ever exist.The man would have watched onwards as he would have been the first to oversee and is one of  5 elders of heaven and is the strongest elder in heaven. He started off as an archangel but was promoted directly to Primaphim and gained the title Chōrō which means the elder. Ever since then that is what he went by. He is so old that even  his immortal body has grown old. The man would have essentially been the wiseman and protector of heaven. He was the first ever swordsman. And he has since used the soul realm to access the memories of warriors and absorb their knowledge of the way of the blade. The man, to become a primaph like any other, must go through an ancient Primevan ritual named the 1,000,000 lives of eternal agony. This is to test a being's self control and mental stability to the fullest. Usually they would be reincarnated but the elder lived in a time loop. It was a war. A war fought over and over. Toshi as he would have been named “Hirui.” meaning peerless. As his sword training was well refined and he is able to defeat anyone and everyone  in a duel. Life came easy until the war. Started. It was two of the surrounding nations, he seemed to be stuck in the Sengoku era where political tension was at a maximum and war was inevitable and so he was drafted to fight and every single time he would lose in battle, over and over….and over again he would loose and he again was aware he was in the time loop. It as as if nothing and nobody mattered but winning, so in his haste he set search for a yokai it was his only hope, the time loop required him to start over within 7 hours of him coming to that realization. After around 990,000  tries he finally met a yoki in a nearby river where he was meditating. Hirui asked if he could gain peerlessness and Godhood when it came to swordsmanship. The Yokai agreed in exchange for his beauty. The likes of which he accepted. He thought that it would be returned once he won the battle. He was faring better than usual and he felt no actual improvement until he felt weary and tired. When he awoke he was elderly. He looked hideous like that of a mummy or a monster. With this he used cloth and bandage to stop himself. He arrived late to battle and that's when he felt a surge go through his body and in the next instant he was behind the enemy armor. His blade Covered in a crimson liquid. The man would have smirked as he would have then watched as every single one of the opposing armies' heads rolled directly off of their bodies in perfect unison, the clink of the resheathing blade  timing perfectly with the blood splatter of a 50,000 strong enemy army. The allied men didn't cheer or cower, they were just in awe. As if their supreme god himself had spared their lives and they would have all bent a knee in prayer. As that happened hirui died in that moment, with his sheathe still in his hands, standing upright and would have been released back into the spirit world. To hirui’s dismay it seemed as if his appearance isn't changing. Yokai were spiritual creatures meaning that the  yokai taking his beauty was stealing his “youth” from him and this filled hirui’s mind with shame and sorrow. He was given his rank as well as his wings and his abilities where all he could do was escape reality….escape to a better world. Disassociate himself in the cage of his own subconscious. A long while later, precisely around 7,700 thousand years  later the progenitor of the ally of the primevals Kushiketsu came with a plea and seeing as each member of the royal guard The likes of Hirui now Chōrō would have been asked with the simple prayer. “Help 2 primevals by the name of koi and shinsu complete their mission and aid a seraph by the name of itu and a sage by the name of arabella achieve their goals. Chōrō who didn't even know who the hell they were offered to oblige as he took his cane and mysterious katana and walked his tall ass out into the real world, quite literally at arabella's doorstep. He didn't know it yet. But that katana that he had died with. Passed on with him becoming the first of all heavenly blades. Known as Zettai.*