Name: Dante Shikyo
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Village: Sand
Rank: S Rank ANBU
Physical Appearance: 
Dante is a very tall and very powerful warrior. His body size alone is extrordinary and generally makes anyone think twice about messing with him. Outside of having his shirt off generally Dante has to wear very loose clothing and as such the normal Jounin vest does not work for him. He also tries to wear sun glasses or some kind of visor over his eyes most of the time to try and hide the fact that his eyes are actually pitch black.
Personality: Dante is a very determined very hard working Jounin. He is usually very calm and collected in a fight but does have a tendency to be a little cocky and foreword. He is also very confident in his abilities and Outside of fighting he never stops training and often over works himself. Kyosuke has a very big heart is never looking to hurt someone for the wrong reasons, however if him or any of his friends are in danger he will fight to the death to protect them, even though he has no friends yet. Morally Kyosuke is an exceptionally good person that only looks to bring justice to anyone that has ever done wrong or just evil.
Element: None, see KKG
Weapon of Choice: His fists and
Name: Gufuu
Appearance: a large double sided Zanbatou that measures nearly 10ft in length and about 3ft wide. Though large this zanbatou is razor sharp and can easily cut through trees.
Special Abilities: This sword is capable of projecting shakra out although Dante hasnt fully developed how to manipulate this. Only Dante or other Shikyo clan members can wield because of its extreme weight.
Origin: Gufuu was the original weapon of the first Shikyo clan member aka the founder of the clan. Gufuu left his sword to anyone willing to wield the extreme heightened weight of the blade. Many tried and failed at doing so. The blade even for a Shikyo clan member is extremely heavy weighing 1 ton. The reason it ways so much was so that anyone who could train with it could become even stronger by practicing with it. In a sense it was a training tool to enhance ones strength and power. Dante decided to take the blade and dedicated his life to fully master it, and once he did he became much stronger and he can now weild the blade as if it was an ordinary katana with extreme speed and precision.
Fighting Type: Main: Taijutsu
Sub: Medic
Background:Academy Student Arc:
Dante was born into a normal family with traditional ninja values. His parents were both of the original Shikyo clan. The Shikyo clan is a long forgotten important clan first originating in Rock. The clan was nearly destroyed in a battle that took place hundreds of years ago and now only a handful of Shikyo are still alive. From his early days as an Academy Student he was trained in the ways of his clan, as a way to pass down the legacy. Through hours of meditation and hard training he became able to use hi muscles relatively easy, although he had particular trouble with the easy academy jutsus and had failed the test several times because of it. He always kept his chin up knowing that he had more skill then others anticipated. He has never shown anyone any of his strength in case he needs to surprise someone some day. Before taking his final academy test his father had taken him to the clans new village in Suna. The entire village was small and had a little shrine that led underground. In the shrine were the remains of the founded of the Shikyo clan as well as multiple pieces of history dating back way before the wars.
Genin Arc:
When he was just 5 his mother and younger brother were accidently killed a freak accident when during a bad lightning storm a tree was struck down and landed on both of them. Dante mourned for a solid month before he was able to get back to training with a new found determination. It wasn’t till after his mother and brother died before he became extremely determined and began learning new jutsus with his father’s help. It was also his father who trained him to climb trees and walk on water, even though it took months to accomplish. Because of his bad academy records and failed tests he was put on wait to be on a team. Dantes genin years eventually improved as he was finally assigned to a team where he was awarded the honor of become the team captain, of the other two genin of course. Dante’s team was sent on multiple dangerous missions, dangerous to genin anyways. In one particular mission Dante was finally forced to use his muscles as he fought and defeated 5 rogue ninja by himself. His Jounin teacher surprised by this and learned to put Dante’s skills to use. In the chuunin exams his entire team had nearly made it when they were ambushed by Mist ninja. A dense fog had been put up and his two teammates were unfortunately killed by the opposing genin. Dante never let this slip his mind and waited till the genin settled down before he attacked again by literally tearing them apart. From there Dante travelled safely to the tower where he had become one of the few genin to become a chuunin.
Chunin Arc:
After Dante had become a chuunin for Suna he was assigned to one of the many patrol groups because of his unique skill set at finding enemies. About after a year of being a chuunin his dad died, severing all ties with his bloodline. Dante mourned for days before he picked himself back up and set out to do his duty. A week later he had his opportunity to finally take out his pain and frustration on something physical. It was on one of the few boarder towns in Suna where a gang of raiders planning to take control of the little town. Dante had been patrolling the area when the report came through and as such he was the first on the scene. Dante after about an hour’s long of fighting achieved victory over the some odd hundred raiders. Dante had also been close to his clan’s new village and decided to pay a visit and pay his final respects to his dad who was buried there. After a couple of days of being there the elder of the village handed Dante a large Zanpatou that was used by the founder of the clan. A few more days passed and Dante returned back to Suna and reported to the Kazekage on how he had protected the little village from an invasion for this accomplishment in the field of battle Dante was awarded the title of Jounin.
Jounin Arc:
Jounin by the age of 20 was a significant accomplishment, at least to Dante it was. He was finally proud with his abilities as a ninja but still sought to advance them to stages ones could only imagine. As his time of teaching approached he grew oddly nervous when he remembered when he was a Jounin at one point, it also made him smile to see the genin make the same mistakes he once did. Unfortunately once his team became chuunins he never really saw them again, and not long after he learned of their deaths. Apparently his students had died on a patrolling mission to find missing ninja. Times were growing cold and dark for Dante as he still sought companionship among fellow ninjas but got little in return. He knew who he could trust and who he couldn’t and in this day and age that was all he needed to know. During his time as a Jounin he had accomplished many missions and had executed a few known missing ninja letting his rank improve once more to ANBU as well as S rank.
ANBU Arc:
To Be Added...
Rp Sample:(Medium Quality)
Twenty five minutes had passed since he had issued the challenge to the Jounin from his village. Dante was again sitting on the ground facing the opposite direction of where the Jounin should be coming from. The area was a large circle of grass outlines by thick trees and the wind was gently blowing causing the grass to flow during the midday hours. The Academy Student thought to himself, wondering why in the world he had challenged a Jounin with the biggest ego he could find. He wouldn’t go back on his decision now, he had made a choice and he planned on seeing it through to the end.
He couldn’t stand it, the Jounin and other ninja of the village were there to symbolize years of hard work and dedication, as well as an outline for any young ninja to become. He just didn’t understand why this one ninja had lost that mentality. He wanted to know why and a part of him maybe wanted to help. He didn’t challenge her because he hated her or despised the way she viewed things. Everyone had their own opinion and goals and he respected that. All Dante wanted was to prove that he WAS going to become a powerful ninja one day and that he WASN’T a nobody and that he WOULD amount to more than nothing.
The breeze blew through his hair lightly lifting up the blue strands and moving them in every direction. He hoped he had some sort of advantage that he could use. What he figured his biggest strength was his speed and his Taijutsu. He just hoped the Jounin would try to make it a hand-to-hand combat fight rather than ninjutsu because he didn’t know many that worked at a distance. Dante was also big for his age, most people figured him to be sixteen or seventeen, but his entire family had grown quicker than most. Right now Dante stood at a max height of 5ft 8in tall and weighed a good 210lbs of muscle from his years of training.
Thirty minutes had now passed and he expected her any second now. He also wondered if any other Academy Students, Genin, or even Chuunin would show up to watch, and if they did he had to ignore them and keep concentration on his opponent at all times, it wasn’t like he was fighting another kid is age but this time a twenty year old konouchi, and he would definitely have his hands full.
(High Quality)
It was a cold night, only the soft wind and the music playing crickets could be heard for the lonely miles. The area was a seemingly plain valley with ankle high grass and trees scattered on the boarder of the windy valley. The wind swayed the grass and the trees making them blow like the gentle waves of the ocean washing up upon the sandy shore. The cherry blossom trees swayed under the lighting of the moon, releasing it’s blossoms like a gift to the very mother that created it. A stream ran parallel to the valley just beyond the cherry blossom trees, fish jumping in and out of the water as they skimmed the foot of water.
In the very center of the valley was a group of people sitting in a circle gagged and blindfolded each with a henchman holding the civilians arms. The civilians were obviously distressed and trying to break free but the henchman held onto them strongly making sure they didn’t budge from their spot. The henchman were in standard ninja gear but wore white masks all with black tears falling from the eyes of the masks. One man stood in the center of the hostage situation, one with an Akatsuki cloak on like a jacket and a white mask that had tears and a painted blood mask splattered across it. He gave a wave of his hand and the henchman ripped the blindfolds off the civilians.
“Ladies and gentlemen.” Dameon said through his mask as he began walking around the inner section of the circle gazing into all of the victims eyes as he walked by, observing his lab rats in this god awful experiment.
“You are here to take part in my little..game if you will. This game will determine those who have survival instincts and those who do not.” He said stopping and placing his bare hand against the side of a young ladies face and pushing her head to the slid slightly letting her sweat get on his hand before wiping it on his vest.
“Each of you have a knife in your right pocket. You will all kill each other and the last person alive simply...lives, and they can go off happily into the sunrise like a bat flying toward its cave.” He said taking out an identical knife from his waist and showing them in as he lowered himself and cut the side of one of the mans face dripping blood onto the knife.
“I have my money on him very mean looking very just…grrr.” He said growling slightly and flexing his biceps a bit as he slid the knife back onto his belt but not after wiping the blood onto his hands to clean the knife.
“If you try to group up and attack one or all of us rest assured, you will die and I will be terribly disappointed in our game and I will have to return to your village and grab more rats. Now for your sake and your villages sake. Do your best…and have FUN!” he said waving as he walked off out of the circle and the henchmen released the civilians and the bloody battle started. Dameon turned around to watch savoring the chaos.
The civilians though confused at first realized how serious the situation was and were soon fueled by the will to survive and they began to grab the knives from their pockets and attack their fellow villagers slitting their throats and stabbing them all over the body before the attacker was attacked and killed. In the end the only survivor stood up and walked out of the circle and all of them just watched as the murderer wandered toward the village miles away.
Dameon frowned as he watched the man he wanted to win died and he kicked his corpse afterward then threw his hands up by his side then back down as he shuffled through his pockets and brought out money and handed them to one of his henchman who gladly put it in his pocket. As he walked by the henchman he pointed his finger behind him and launched an ice bullet into the back of the henchman’s head before walking off the survivor dying shortly from stabs to lethal spots on his body.
Subject: Dante Shikyo Update (Done) 
