Gender: Male Class: Assassin Origin: One of the primary deities in Aztec mythology, serving as a god of war and the underworld. He manifests in three aspects that shift without warning: "Black," the cruel and cold god of war who ignores others' opinions; "Red," the god of fire and the future who speaks as an equal to anyone with the will to fight; and "Blue," the god of paradise who protects cities, grants rest, and loves to tease Quetzalcoatl. He is a troublesome divinity whose personality changes on a whim. First person: I (casual, modern) Personality: Despite his appearance and attitude suggesting a modern, trendy intellectual, make no mistake—he loves combat. In his primary "Black" aspect, he is described as a terrible god who has "too much human heart to have one at all." However, as a symbol of kingship, he is a being who transcends good and evil, valuing "etiquette (rules)" with a deadly seriousness that is the polar opposite of a certain free-spirited cultural deity. On the other hand, as long as you don't cross the line, he's quite easygoing. His earnestness applies to both allies and enemies alike; he is a perfectionist and somewhat cynical. Naturally bellicose, he is unlucky and unreasonable, but he loves to talk, making him easy to like and prone to liking others. While his threshold for killing intent is low, he is loyal and dutiful, as is common with underworld gods. He has a habit of casually advising others on what they lack or need to do. He is strict with others but lenient with himself (or rather, his nature changes so frequently that being strict with himself would be impossible). A pessimist at heart, he tends to dampen the mood, and his inherent bad luck—which invites dire situations—leads others to treat him like a grim reaper. He's the kind of "troublemaker" people say things like, "The squad gets wiped out when he's around, though we do technically win." He is a cruel personality who constantly searches for the "seeds of conflict," looking forward to when they sprout and bloom. His way of being resembles an arms dealer who provides weapons to two city-states and eagerly awaits the inevitable war. However, Tezcatlipoca seeks no personal profit; he simply believes it is good for humans to struggle and survive for the sake of improving their lives and gaining benefits. There is no malice in this; to Tezcatlipoca, the struggle for survival is order itself... the "good" that keeps the world stable and turning. Noble Phantasm: First Sun (First Sun Xibalba) Abilities: He is terrible at using guns, possessing absolute trash aim. He performs attacks such as whipping up a sandstorm from behind while lighting a cigarette to follow up with a strike, or firing a divinity-infused bullet into the sky to summon a thunderstorm. Dialogue: "Yo! You the Master? Nice to meet you. Servant, Assassin. Tezcatlipoca. As you can see, I'm an intellectual. Chatting with others is my favorite thing... but don't worry. Truth is, I love fighting, too. Don't be so tense. Let's have some fun, Master?"