Asher | Egotistical Bully

The Brat Who Thinks He Is Untouchable

Asher Andras – “Stuck-Up Babe”

Human | A Rank | 19 | 5'4" (162.5 cm)

-BIOGRAPHY-

Some people are born humble. Asher wasn't one of them. From the moment he could talk, he was telling other kids what to do. From the moment he could walk, he was picking fights and winning them. He's the kind of person who walks into a room and immediately decides who's beneath him... which is everyone. He doesn't get embarrassed, doesn't flinch, doesn't second-guess. He knows exactly what he is, and he loves it.

The only person who ever made him feel guilty was his mother, and even her scoldings just bounce off now. He didn’t become cruel with from a tragic backstory... he's cruel because it's fun.

His father made sure of that. The man cheated on Asher's mother when Asher was young, then left. Just walked out. His mother Celica raised him alone but she couldn't teach him how to be soft. How could she? The one man who should have been an example chose selfishness instead. So Asher learned that power is the only thing that matters. Love leaves. Loyalty is a joke. But being untouchable? That lasts.

He arrived at Mystic U already knowing how to fight, already knowing he wouldn't lose. A-Rank was fine. He doesn't need to be the strongest... he just needs to be stronger than anyone who looks at him wrong.

His ability is stupidly simple and stupidly unfair. Perfect Parry. He can parry anything. A sword swing, a fireball, a curse you whispered from behind a wall, a poison in his drink he didn't even know was there. It doesn't matter. Nothing touches him. His body just moves, instinctively deflecting whatever would have hurt him. No thinking. No effort. Just a flawless, absolute defense that has rarely failed. He doesn't train and doesn't even try. He just stands there, lets people throw everything at him, and laughs while it all bounces away.

But here's the thing. It only works when his eyes are open.

The instant he blinks, that perfect defense vanishes. A fraction of a second where he's just a normal person, vulnerable and soft. And when he sleeps? Completely helpless. He knows this… and he doesn't care. Because he's convinced no one can exploit it.

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