Tire S Lvl up

 Key: Mike43
Name:Michael I. Zwebber
Race: Human
Age: 13-18
Rank/Skills/Ic Knowledge Applying For: Lvl Up for Hero of Aspect
Rank/Skills/Ic Knowledge Previously Applied For: Hero of Aspect
Intent With Rank/Skills/Knowledge: trying to better understand the nature of Luck
Rp:

 He looked around the bleak landscape and he felt his rage building up for how he had “Died”. It was cowardice how the other had trapped him in this realm along with so many many others. The others seemed to be taking the news just the same. He sighed rubbing his head as he listened to the all bickering and he felt like he was going to go insane from the constant whining. So he left turning his back on them.

He wondered around till he found himself on top of a mountain surrounded by white sands. He didn't know why but this place hurt to exist in, just being here  sent pain running through his being.  He had decided to use this place to train when he decided what he'd do now that he was stuck here.

 He stayed away from the other for weeks, he had decided he'd focus on his own abilities since there was little to nothing to do in this hellscape he now existed in. His body  over the first month of training had become so numb to pain. It got to the point that even when he started pushing his body into injury he had problems feeling it.  The next three months he had spent alone in this white desert, fighting his light created clones.

 In this time he had grown more detached from people, his thoughts constantly heading back to the battle and how no one had been able to take the being down. The bastard  was far to powerful and yet he preached about being the dead back, and here he was. . .  stuck with the others practically dead to the world outside.

 Years had passed in this hellscape and his relationships with the others trapped here had deteriorated . He mostly only ever came to visit to fight with the other people, or to work on his flow over fortune and trying to accumulate all the luck he could.

Though there was one person he regularly visited because during this time they all spent  here, they had sought him out mostly for training, or equipment which he didn't really  mind, Cress had always had a rather kind disposition towards him even though the teenager had rather brash and anti-social behavior.  She had become one of the only people he came to consider a friend.

He wasn't sure how much time had really passed, his sense of time had ended around the two year mark and with no sun or moon he some what lost the concept of time. The endless white sand before him a tired sight he'd bitterly grown use to.  He took a rock and tossed it into the sands focusing his control over luck, the rocked went through the sand causing it to explode out into a cloud of white grains. “Heh, im bored of this. . . all of this” he muttered as he his attempts to teleport out of this realm continued with failed attempt, but something told him, Luck was on his side, he just hoped the voice was right.