Nox

Nix-dono. A famous mercenary with owning of 15 weapons and 2 legendary ones. Assassin and the hammer of Everdusk city, Kyoku's-sama loyal servant. When his career started to flourish up in the heights, he has promised himself to collect one more weapon before returning to his homeland in Libreto's world. Sadly, his last purchase became fatal for him.

This veteran raven was returning on 20th of December to Everdusk in the Moon Kingdom, throughout his journey, he has stumbled upon an old orphanage that stood in the middle of a nightfall wasteland on the border of some other city. It looked sad and dilapidated. Nix decided to give it a quick peek. He approached the building and rang its bell. It was dead silent, only banshee that howled the entire area was heard. He sighed, shrugged and stepped in, looking around- visible absence of any lifeforms in years. "Forsaken house it is" He thought and turned his back around to continue in his travel.. but with all sudden, he felt something pulling his gappa. Turning around swiftly as his sences sharpened- his dagger's razor incloses neck of a little child. Culprit of the pulling. As soon as Nix sets his one healthy eye on that small boy, he puts his weapon back in its capsule and kneels down to the nestling. So warm hearted he grabs boy's cold hands, pressing them with his. "Gods of this rotten world, - are you alright?" He asked ardently and watched the boy's innocent expression slowly look up to him, with slight snuffle and tears in his eyes, he spoke. "Pl-Please.. take me with you, mister." Nix gave an automatic command to his to his two weapons, dagger and a crossbow to turn into their humanoid forms. Both weapons looked at each other and then on their master. Dagger spoke. "B-but.. he's, this boy-" Nix immediately interrupted his weapon with "I know.." ... "I take him in." He finished and grabbed the little kid in his arms. "I'm left clueless about your survival within this orphaned life of yours, how your weak body held against this hungry corruption, but from now on, I'll take care of you and you'll serve for the good of this country."

Nix took this orphan along with him, and upon his great arrival back in Everdusk- he gave the boy a name. Nao. Meaning upstraight- for how tall he has grown and honesty- for his kind nature.

So long it took- and the famous mercenary was owner of 15 weapons, 2 legendary ones and 1 orphan. Nao grew up to become Nix's favourite weapon, an Odachi katana- long and quick, with every set and panache- vim and zest, it was a strong tool. But being such cutthroat, his kind spirit and character started to vanish, weaken. Excessive wear and use. He wasn't made for such acts. Truth, justice- honesty, those were his name's true meanings.. but, his sharp blade was only used for ugly deeds of Kyoku's enslavement. Nix felt it the same way, but what was good? Striking a deal with other weapon-masters, for the sake of Nao's safety, he wanted to gift him away from his hands, 'sell' him away, for his own good. It was rather useless. Who would buy slowly corrupting weapon? Known to every-single armourer, chances of the weapon turning on their own master are high- and the only thing Nix was told to do was, that his primary calling is to end the weapon's suffering by a final accomplishment, an execution. Whereupon Nix declined such breach of morality towards his dear friend and decided to take care of him himself.. harsh times, when even all his 17 weapons abandoned him due to Nix's blindness.

Nao was in big pain, yet- no signs of corruption were visible. It was a rarity, and also the worst possible. Nix insisted. He was ruined by anxiety and wounds inflicted by Nao's ill mind's words.

And on the same day, on 20th of December, Nix was nowhere to find. But everyone knew how his miserable and pitiable story ended.. That day, when windows were blocked by thick layer of fog and Everdusk fell into a gloom, Nix went into his cellar where he kept Nao locked to bring him his everyday medicine. Unfortunately, the day went all again as he stepped inside the room surrounded by his weapon's dark malady. He sat down on a chair, right behind Nao who was sitting on the cold ground with his back turned to his master. Nix spoke hopelessly, but this time- Nao was silent. He didn't return any awful insult nor he tried to be violent. He just sat there, drowning in his own delusions. Nix was weak and Nao felt it like never before. Scary silence turned against a crazy screech that made the poor weapon-master kneel down, trembling in fear of his own lunatic tool. With all his speed Nao tackled Nix to the ground and forcefully started bashing his head until he stopped, staring at squishy mush- which he immediately started to guzzle on. Stuffing himself with his own master- making him only more and more corrupted- he sealed the story's tragic and terrifying end. Only bones were left in the cellar, Nao devoured even his master's soul just how devious and wicked he has become. Nor demon nor weapon. Not even a beast. He looked so ordinary, so innocent, so pure- and orphaned once again.

Killing on sight, without any measures he kept on fulfilling his needs.

Though, one day- her majesty Kyoku-sama finaly caught him and felt a certain sparkle of interest in his best mercenary's murderer. In fact, her sharp eyes saw relics, pieces of Nix himself somewhere deep within Nao's scattered conscience. She recruited Nao and started calling him Nox. Like a combination of Nao and Nix.. Nox.

From now on, Nox is part of Kyoku-sama's private covert agents and one of her favourites.