Stamp of Agreement:
Name: Dijura Danitsai
Age:13
Gender:Male
Height:5'3
Weight:134lbs
Race:Human/boy
Weapon:
- Tenchi-Ken(Long katana)
- Bare hands
Appearance:Caucasian, light brown hair, green eyes. Well trimmed, hair is at neck length, slender figure.
Personality:
- Unbreakable will
- Poor morals: Never knowing his parents, family, or having any friends aside from his "grandfather". He had low morals, his virtues were dissolving.

Strengths:
- Explaudere: The ability to channel explosive aura through his skin. [Primarily fingertips]
(Although this comes at a price. It takes his life source away, if used too much, he may begin to die. If there isn't enough aura, his heart and vital organs will simply shut down.)

-- Xynzicht: A neutral and internalized cauldron of power; described as raw, indestructible, and volatile.
(Another altering power source for a brief period of time.)

-- Body function: Using the power of Xynzicht and Explaudere, he uses his own life source as an ultimate parry. His body explodes into pink fibers, moving to another near by area within a limit of 40 feet. Any further and the focus for this skill will be dropped, instantly demolishing his life, dissolving him into dust.

--Being able bend reality in desperate situations.

Weakness:
-- No armor, anything can puncture or cut him down. Easily over powered by brute strength and weight.

-- Pressuring him into using aura as a weapon, since he cannot regenerate his aura fast due to his age. Making him use too much aura may kill him.

History:
--He born on the sea, abandoned in Siloportem, dropped off by an unmarked ship; to be found by Faustus Animus (An elder man which was an owner of market near the sea ports). The elder man would raise him, bringing him into the intellectual game of chess at a the age of 3, teaching him how to read, write, learn social skills by observing how he would talk and treat customers by the age of 6. The man was like a grandfather to him. Although never would Deus learn about who his "grandfather" really was, nor would Deus know about his past either. Years went by, Deus learned how to run the market, he was reading during the nights, learning, this went on for years. Faustus attained a letter from an official of Siloportem at a point, it was too late for Deus to understand completely what had just happened. The man who saved his life, was an ex-convict, banished from the Siloportem, he was heard of owning a market near the ports, hiding his true identity. The elder man cried that night, holding Deus in his arms. Never telling Deus what was happening, holding the young boy in his bony arms until he fell asleep. Deus would never know what crime Faustus committed, what he did know is that he was now 13 years old, he had a long katana by his side and an abundant amount of gold inside a leather pouch. His "grandfather" was gone, evicted of his market/house. At the age of 13, he was really a wanderer now. He never knew his parents, but legend has it that he gained his name, the Bastion, from the fact that he had served as a beacon of power since his infant year. With each day, his ability to wield each respective power his controls grows more and more quickly. Skills began to unfold, he was all on his own; the 13 year old. The Bastion, The Wielder, The Treading Behemoth.