LAST EDIT : [hopefully] DONE! Finished the shading, altered his colors, and fixed his accessories. //NEVER WANTS TO TOUCH AGAIN// [Also changed his age from 39 to 32]
Went ahead and just left the flats for now >.< THATS THE ONLY EDIT I MADE I SWEAR. I just couldn't keep looking at it half shaded o_0
PLEASE EXCUSE MY CRAZY SHITTY COLORING/SHADING JOB. I CRAMMED ALL THAT SHIT IN TO AN HOUR and I needed to leave some of the parts as flats cause I didn't have time to color them //SOB FOREVER I WILL FIX IT AFTER ENROLLMENTS I SWEAR
Masaya seems to have a personality that draws you to him, his smile always soft, caring and trusting. Not that there isnít any reason not to trust him. He will protect your secrets if you let him and you as well if necessary. Though heís well practiced in fighting, he prefers not to if given the choice, and is more a diplomat of sorts, always looking for a way to keep the peace. Just donít make him angry.
Masaya is also most definitely a workaholic. Thatís not to say he wonít set time away for his friends, but when he has no prior obligation, all heís ever found doing is working. He never seems to be without a book in his hand, mastering the art of reading and walking at the same time, and not just things pertaining to plant-life. He's a damn genius. It's almost unreal. And still, even with his level of intellect, knowing [to any outside party] everything there is to know, he still always seems unsatisfied with how much he knows.
Since birth, Masaya was raised alone by his mother. Whether or not his father was dead or just gone was never made clear because his mother never spoke of him and Masaya never bothered to ask. He never felt the need to know. Him and his mother lived a perfectly happy life together, her nurturing and loving nature passing down to him as well as her affinity for plants.
Growing up, they ran a potion shop together, his mother having been an herbalist. Masaya helped around the greenhouse, and on the days things were slow, she would tell him about the plants they grew and the numerous affects they had on the human body. He was barely nineteen when she passed away of illness and things were hard, but he managed to move on without her.
For a while, he just focused on continuing to run the shop, not sure what else to do with his life and still a bit too broken over his motherís death to be willing to give it up just yet. But when he realized that he was never going to live up to his motherís skills as a potion-maker, he resigned trying and began focusing more on just the plants themselves. This was the beginning of his life-long career as a researcher. Masaya would spend days in the local library reading up on everything already known, and the following month wandering in to the forest to find it, and over the years, it simply became the routine. He isn't well known except among those who already know who he is as he doesn't flaunt his work or knowledge around. Clearly he is making money, however, since he's able to afford a house in each country, making these easier on his studies.
: Brings fourth vines from beneath the ground to bind the victim.
: Contrary to, say, a wave of water, this is more the wave of a hand. A quick flick of the wrist released a line of flame like a whip lashing out at the opponent.