To all, Knuckles Shi was a man of contrasts, his life was a succession of fighting against enemies outside and within. From his criminal past to his rise as a hero, he grew much and did deep soul-searching for redemption. These were complex motives based on dreams, new freedom, and the overwhelming sense of duty toward the restoration of the honor of his guild, the Sleeping Calamity.

Since young, Knuckles had this feeling of heroism. Growing up, experiencing the harsh streets of his childhood, he used to stare up at the stars and feel within himself a hero-like spirit that would change the world for good. Such feelings were supported by stories of legendary heroes hailing from the country of Seven, speaking about their valor and righteousness, thus filling his imagination with tales of their legendary deeds. Life, however, had steered him onto a darker path, and such dreams seemed unreachable.

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Even after spiraling into a life of crime, to be a hero was never entirely gone. It hung at the back of his mind, softly whispering reminders of what he could be. His mind and body, strong from years of ill deeds, were intrinsically those of a warrior made for better things. This inner turmoil thus fueled the driving force toward possible redemption.

It was a turning point for Knuckles being free from his criminal past not only physically, but also psychologically. It gave him another view of looking at the world, wherein the effect of his actions could be one of goodness. Freedom's taste put a fire in his gut to do things the new way and turn his back on the shadows that defined him once.

Freedom opened new doors of opportunity for Knuckles to turn his life around now he could pursue the heroism he had always been fantasizing about, unbound by the expectations and constraints of unsavory life. This was a strong motivation to meet all sorts of challenges that would prove his worth as a protector and defender of the innocent.


Another influential factor in changing Knuckles was his commitment to the redeeming of the name of his guild, Sleeping Calamity. The guild had once been infamous for some controversial actions it did and most of the time looked down upon by many with distrust and hate. Knuckles realized that it wasn't only the members of the guild but him, too a representative of the guild that carries this heavy, soiled reputation.

Knowing that he held very deep loyalties toward his guildmates, particularly his girlfriend, Lumikki, and best friend, Ittindi, was really what drove him to the craving for needed change in the public's view. He wanted Sleeping Calamity to be a force of good to bring something trustworthy and respectable to people. The need was not just for whether their reputation looked good to others but to create family and community a place to be proud of where everybody felt valued and safe.

Such requests like this one were common in Era for Knuckles, for the reason of soothing the guild's need for justice and peace. It would ring for himself the true spirit of Sleeping Calamity, hammering it once more into his mind and heart that it wasn't the name of the guild that defines them. Each successful mission, each act of heroism, brought redemption upon the reputation of the guild to become a symbol of hope, no longer a symbol of fear.


The voyage was very personal for Knuckles, however. There were regrets and guilt associated with his past and the lives he had influenced. He is haunted by the faces of those he has wronged this being the man he used to be. This remorse now serves as a great driving force toward change.

Every act of heroism, every life he saved, was another step toward atonement. Knuckles did realize there was not going to be any overnight redemption. It demanded regular effort and staunch dedication to doing the right thing. What drove him to become a hero was not public recognition but inner peace and forgiveness.


One of the special things about Knuckles' transformation was that he could balance the darkness of the past with a light from his aspiration. His life of crime had given him some special tools and a feel for the war that he now applied to help safeguard against evil. It manifested in the type of gear where he chose his dual-wielding hammer, a hammer from this realm and one from the void, symbolically signifying his reign over light and darkness.

Thus, the shattered yet powerful Void Mjolnir represented his past, broken but not beyond redemption, while the Mjolnir of this realm, intact and gleaming with ethereal light, symbolized his present and future as a hero wanting to make a difference. This duality is what turned Knuckles into a force to be reckoned with against the devils that plagued the innocent.


From a notorious criminal, Knuckles Shi transforms himself into a hero. "His lifelong dream of heroism, newfound freedom, redeeming the name of sleeping calamity and a self quest of redemption drove him during his transformation." He became proof of change and how much the human spirit can endure. In fighting ever onward against the forces of darkness and injustice, Knuckles reshapes his legacy. He gives others around him a belief that redemption is possible and that what is right must be fought for.
Knuckles Shi prepared meticulously for his mission in Era, wearing the characteristic equipment that not only would offer protection to him but would also become indispensable for his persona in character as a mighty, mysterious warrior.

The armor was first a leather body piece, quite useful in proportion to its durability and flexibility. Dark-colored and well-worn, the leather had countless battle scars. It provided a balance between protection and mobility, enabling him to move swiftly and silently through the streets of Era. The armor was etched with minute, tasteful engravings that merged ancient Greek and Roman motifs in a gesture of respect for his homeland, the country of Seven. These engraving decorations served as a reminder of his heritage and powers.

Over his breastplate, he wore a tattered and plain cloak that would help him blend into the shadows. It had deep pockets and secret pouches for carrying daggers or other items of importance. Its edges were frayed to add to the illusion of a worn-out mercenary, perfect for an undercover role.

The striking part of Knuckles's ensemble on his head was some sort of clown mask. The mask was unnerving, with exaggerated features painted in vibrant colors that sharply contrasted with the rest of his gear. It did two things protecting his identity and threatening those opposing him. Where the mask had come from was unknown to most, but to some, like Knuckles, it held a special meaning. It was a symbol of his troublesome past, a reminder of the laughter and terror that could paralyze his enemies.

His signature weapons, twin Mjolnirs, were strapped to his back. The hammers themselves were legendary and of unique history and power. Among them was the Mjolnir of this realm a great hammer, forged from the finest materials and infused with mighty thunder and bolts of lightning. Its handle was overlapped in leather to make grip possible, while the head had intricate designs that, when wielded, shined with a faint, ethereal light.

The second Mjolnir had been a relic of the Void, a realm of darkness and chaos. This hammer was shattered, with fragments held by dark magic and will. Even in this ruined state, it held immense power in being able to unleash devastating attacks. Pulse upon the pulse of profound, otherworldly energy surged through the Void Mjolnir, it had an ominous aura about it. This made Knuckles adequate at using both the hammers and switching their powers in battle, this made him a formidable opponent.

Knuckles' overall design was well thought out to create mystery, to instill fear. What he wore told the tale of his past a mix between a once-notorious crook and a warrior bent on redemption. On the dangerous streets of Era, his outfit protected him while also making a strong statement of identity, garnering respect and fear from every passerby.

His armor was to put fear within those who looked upon it, the name Clout Chaser along with. Many did not know the meaning of the name but he was indeed chasing the Clout of being the mostly deadly man alive, a true legendary warrior.  He had a goal of Legendary Master with axes and this was true. However, there had not yet been a statue eroticized within his name.

The daemon had reached a critical point in his life where he would soon be at a crossroads in what he truly wished to become. He could remain a Daemon and forever depend on Lumikki's power to bolster him, or he could use an item he had found that would cure him of his Demonic faith for one of his choosing.  He could become a human again in that limited sense of life or become another race altogether.  Part of him thought it might be best to hold onto this for after his evolution he felt was coming.

He could feel he had gathered enough power to become something more, he just needed a catalyst for this transformation. Perhapneed to ask Lumikki or even Yuurei what they had done to become a Demon and Angel respectfully. He would be lying to himself he if didn't think of becoming a human again like Ittindi had always planned for him, which truly had been his goal aswell.

Knuckles Shi had always been a man of action, a penchant that had led him through a lifetime of turmoil and chaos. His days as a notorious criminal had long since faded into the past, but the skills he had honed during those turbulent years remained sharp and ready for use. It was that very skillset that would prove invaluable as he stepped into the shadowy streets of Era, a city rife with gang violence and corruption.

The era was a city of contrasts grandiose towers and bustling markets were juxtaposed with the grime and despair of its poorest quarters. The Rune Knights had made strides in gang activities, but the underlying rot persisted. Knuckles had been hired for a delicate operation a mission that required not just power, but also subtlety and cunning.

The quest was clear. Gangs in Era had grown increasingly desperate, hiring dark mages to bolster their strength against the Rune Knights. These gangs were not just fighting for control, they were engaged in a deadly game of survival, and their desperation made them more dangerous. The Rune Knights had their hands full, and the city's residents were caught in the crossfire. There were whispers of political corruption, too, hinting that some of Era's elite were benefiting from the chaos.

Knuckles Shi had a unique advantage for this mission his former life as a criminal provided him with an understanding of the gang's operations and their mindset. His ability to infiltrate and gather intelligence was unmatched, and this was precisely what he needed for this quest. The challenge was not just to take down these criminal organizations but to do so without drawing unnecessary attention. The Rune Knights were his allies in this endeavor, but their involvement had to be managed carefully.

The job required Knuckles to go undercover, blending in with the city's criminal element to gather vital information and disrupt the gangs' operations from within. He had been briefed on several key targets a gang known as the Black Vipers, notorious for their ruthlessness and recent hiring of dark mages, and a rival gang, the Crimson Blades, which had been escalating its attacks on the Rune Knights.

Knuckles made his way to the heart of Era’s underbelly, a neighborhood where sunlight rarely pierced through the haze of smoke and grime. He had meticulously planned his entrance, ensuring that his arrival did not raise suspicion. His former reputation as a criminal provided him with a certain level of street cred, but he needed more than just that to blend in. He had acquired a convincing disguise a nondescript cloak, roughened by wear and tear, and a series of tattoos that hinted at a dubious past. His demeanor was crucial confident, but not overly flashy.

The Black Vipers had established themselves in a dilapidated warehouse, a fitting stronghold for their illegal operations. Knuckles approached the building, keeping to the shadows. The exterior was marked with the gang's insignia a serpent coiled around a dagger. He slipped past the worn-out guards with practiced ease, using a mix of charm and intimidation to avoid any suspicion. Once inside, Knuckles began to assess the layout of the building and its occupants.

The warehouse was a hive of activity. Dark mages in hooded robes moved about, their presence a testament to the gang’s desperation and newfound power. Knuckles noted their interactions, listening intently to their conversations. The mages were a recent addition, their orders coming from a central figure he had yet to identify. He observed the gang members with a critical eye, noting their routines, their leaders, and any signs of discontent or unrest.

His cover story was that of a mercenary, seeking employment. He approached one of the lower-ranking members, a burly man with a scowl etched into his face. With a casual demeanor, Knuckles introduced himself, claiming to be a skilled fighter looking for work. The man, begrudgingly impressed by Knuckles’ apparent experience, directed him to speak with the gang’s leader.

The leader was a figure of some renown in the Era's criminal circles, a man known as Marcus "The Serpent" Voss. Voss was a calculating and ruthless individual, with a reputation that stretched beyond the city's borders. Knuckles had done his research and knew that gaining Marcus’ trust would be a significant step towards uncovering the gang's plans.

Marcus’ office was a stark contrast to the rest of the warehouse luxurious, with rich furnishings and an aura of authority. Knuckles was ushered in by a guard and presented himself with an air of confidence. Marcus eyed him with a mixture of suspicion and intrigue, his gaze sharp and discerning.

"So, you're the new mercenary I've heard about," Marcus said, his voice smooth but carrying an underlying menace. "What makes you think you're up to our standards?"

Knuckles shrugged nonchalantly. "I've done my share of work. I'm here to help with your little... situation. Heard you might be in need of someone with my skill set."

Marcus seemed to consider this for a moment, his gaze never leaving Knuckles. "The Vipers are indeed in need of capable individuals. We've got rivals breathing down our necks and a lot of work to do. But don’t think you can just stroll in and expect to be trusted. We have a process."

Knuckles nodded, maintaining his calm facade. "I'm willing to prove myself. Just give me the opportunity."

Marcus smirked. "Very well. Prove yourself by handling a small task for us. If you succeed, we might have more work for you. Fail, and you’ll find out why we're called the Vipers."

The task was straightforward yet dangerous securing a shipment of illegal goods from a rival gang. Knuckles accepted, knowing this would be his chance to not only prove his worth but also to gather more information.

The mission was a success. Knuckles managed to intercept the shipment and return it to the Vipers, gaining Marcus' approval and further integrating himself into the gang’s operations. He used this newfound trust to his advantage, working diligently to uncover the dark mages’ plans. Through his covert operations, Knuckles learned of a significant upcoming attack planned against the Rune Knights, orchestrated by Marcus and the dark mages.

The knowledge was crucial, but Knuckles needed to act fast. He coordinated with the Rune Knights, providing them with detailed information on the attack’s timing and the forces involved. He managed to do this without arousing suspicion from Marcus or the Vipers. The attack was thwarted, and the Rune Knights were able to make a significant impact on the gang’s operations.

However, Knuckles’ mission was far from over. The corruption within Era’s political system had become evident. Some officials were complicit with the gangs, either through bribery or blackmail. Knuckles used his position within the Vipers to gather evidence of this corruption, documenting meetings and transactions that implicated high-ranking officials.

The final step in his mission was to expose this corruption. He worked with trusted contacts within the Rune Knights and presented the evidence to the authorities, ensuring that the corrupt officials were held accountable. This act not only weakened the gangs but also began to restore a semblance of order to Era.

Knuckles Shi had completed his mission. His actions had not only dismantled a significant part of the gang's operations but also shed light on the corruption that had allowed them to thrive. His former life as a criminal had provided him with the perfect skills for this job, allowing him to navigate the dangerous world of gang warfare and political intrigue with ease.

As he left the streets of Era behind, Knuckles reflected on the impact of his work. The city was far from healed, but the steps taken were significant. The Rune Knights had gained ground, and the people of Era had a glimmer of hope for a better future. Knuckles played a crucial role in this, using his unique skills and knowledge to bring about change.

For Knuckles Shi, it was another chapter in a life filled with challenges and redemption. His journey was far from over, but for now, he could take satisfaction in knowing that he had made a difference.