Kingston, Dante

Dante Kingston

20

Male

United States

The user begins swaying their body in a very unpredictable and cautious way. Upon this happening, a very distinct golden hue'd aura ascends from the users body; thus indicating the activation of the sudden Art. At this point, if the enemie(s) attempted to try and follow such movements. They will more than likely fall victim to their own confusion and become dazed from the erotic movement. Using this to their advantage, the user uses the gained momentum for the almost dancer like movements and darts forward with phenomenal and almost blur like speeds; closing any small distance gap almost instantaneously. The confusion this Art causes could also be used to avoid an incoming attack and counter with a average powered punch.

When the user ducks; bending their knees and holding both hands close to the face An golden hue'd aura ascends from the users body; thus indicating the activation of the Art. Using what momentum gained from the ducking movements, the user shoots upward like an rocket and releases one grand uppercut aimed for the stomach region of the opponent. This punch can be executed from any distance. Typically, like all arts of fighting some type of space is required to put strength behind the attacks. But this Art doesn't follow that common logic. Even at half a centimeter, the damage output remains the exact same as if he had the required the space to operate. Upon the strike making contact with the desired location. A massive shockwave courses through the users body; causing little internal damage. But ultimately stunning the user in their position for the duration of a few seconds.

POSITIVE

• Friendly
  
• Honest
  
• Claim
  
• Prideful
  
• Arrogant

NEGATIVE

• Passive
  
• Blunt
  
• Silent
  
• Forgiving
  
• Heroic

Dante was born and grew up within a small city in California state. He is the second oldest out of six siblings; all males. His father is an retired professional boxer and his mother a Science teacher for one of the many highschools within their area of residence. At a very young age, Dante and his brothers knew they wanted to be just like their father. Strong, respectable, and fearless. So at the tender age of six, Dante and his siblings who were old enough to undergo easy training did so; this routine continued well past the age of ten.

As the years went on, and the children became stronger. The rumors of well developed boxing children erupted through the city. Some of the parents didn't want their own children to be within the same vicinity of such dangerous siblings. This quickly started an uproar between the parents. Some knew the brothers were harmless but this didn't matter; most of the parents didn't want to take the risk. So, from the age of ten to fourteen, the boys were home schooled by their mother while they continued to train with their father. Around this time, they know were old enough to fight in the ring. They dominated any who opposed them; even the youngest. True prodigies.

Through the years, Dante made a name for himself within the American boxing circuit. He wasn't on the professional level as of yet, but high explanations were already made for the seventeen year old. One day, he got a letter in the mail. The letter was from some game company in Japan that wanted to fight in their circuit with them sponsoring him. Needless to say, he was extremely excited by this turn of events. The pugilist circuit within Japan was even bigger than the American one. So it's no big surprise they watch up and coming talent from both sides of the earth. A few days passed and Dante found himself in Japan with his own plush apartment, clothing gear, and many partnership opportunities. Also, he noticed some game on his desk; from his main sponsor no doubt. Sword Art Online? Sounded fun.

The game was unlike any he'd ever played before. Everything remained so life like; he loved every moment of it. But when it was time for him to log out and continue with his career, he couldn't. Suddenly he found himself within the main town with the other players; bestowed upon them one mighty figure draped in red and telling them of their fate. Locked in the game? Dante didn't know what to think, but if this figures words were true he knew what needed to be done; he needed to finish it... His goal? Isn't it obvious? Get out the game and make sure his true calling is answered. No way in hell some game is going to interfere with that!